Important Info
One year after Esthar 4…
Name: #9
Power Level: 24,000
Rank: Mercenary, Assassin, Hacker
Missions Attempted: 23
Missions Completed: 23
Missions Failed: 0
Success Rate: 100
New Physical Characteristics: Seems to have aged very slightly.
Grew out hair and has a ponytail. (A la Mirai Trunks)
Name: #8
Power Level: 23,050
Rank: Mercenary, Assassin, Strategist
Missions Attempted: 23
Missions Completed: 23
Missions Failed: 0
Success Rate: 100
New Physical Characteristics: Seems to have aged very slightly.
Cut hair short.
Name: Dodoria
Power Level: 20,000
Rank: Mercenary, Freeza's Bodyguard
Missions Attempted: Confidential
Missions Completed: Confidential
Missions Failed: Confidential
Success Rate: Confidential
New Physical Characteristics: None.
Name: Zarbon
Power Level: 20,000 (30,000 hidden)
Rank: Mercenary, Freeza's Bodyguard
Missions Attempted: Confidential
Missions Completed: Confidential
Missions Failed: Confidential
Success Rate: Confidential
New Physical Characteristics: None.
Name: Freeza
Power Level: 150,000 (Over 700,000 hidden)
Rank: Leader of Freeza Mercenary Corps
Missions Attempted: Confidential
Missions Completed: Confidential
Missions Failed: Confidential
Success Rate: Confidential
New Physical Characteristics: None.
Name: Kewie
Power Level: 10,000
Rank: Mercenary
Missions Attempted: 67
Missions Completed: 59
Missions Failed: 8
Success Rate: 88.1
New Physical Characteristics: None.
Name: Vegita
Power Level: 11,000
Rank: Saiyajin Mercenary, Prince of Vegitasei, Elite Class Soldier
Missions Attempted: Confidential
Missions Completed: Confidential
Missions Failed: Confidential
Success Rate: Confidential
New Physical Characteristics: Looks a year older.
Name: Nappa
Power Level: 7,000
Rank: Saiyajin Mercenary, Commander of Vegitasei's Army,
Elite Class Soldier
Missions Attempted: Confidential
Missions Completed: Confidential
Missions Failed: Confidential
Success Rate: Confidential
New Physical Characteristics: None.
Name: Radditz
Power Level: 2,000
Rank: Saiyajin Mercenary, 2'nd Class Soldier
Missions Attempted: Confidential (Due to almost constant
association with Vegita)
Missions Completed: Confidential
Missions Failed: Confidential
Success Rate: Confidential
New Physical Characteristics: Looks a year older, taller.
Name: Bardock
Power Level: 5,000
Rank: Saiyajin Mercenary, Part-time Technician, 1'st Class
Soldier
Missions Attempted: 93
Missions Completed: 91
Missions Failed: 2
Success Rate: 97.8
New Physical Characteristics: Two perpendicular scars on his left
cheek.
Chapter 17
"WHOOSH!" Damn, that was too close! #8's sword missed me barely by a half inch. We're training again, nothing better to do. I swing my blade and shoot out a blade beam (like he shot at Esthar 4). It misses, thankfully, they have some ki absorbers in here, or that would've done some damage.
I've already lost use of my left arm, but #8 has a nasty limp from a leg wound I dealt her. #8 blasts forward and slashes me across my chest, and it slams me into the wall. She powers up and dashes towards me again, but I move out of the way and hit her in the back of the head with the hilt of my sword, which slightly disoriented her. I then punch her in the stomach several times, and kick her in the head.
As #8 fell, I saw her grin. HUH? Too late, I see the ball of ki in her hand. The beam flies forward and hits me point blank, knocking me out.
I wake up in a regeneration tank. Well, might as well contemplate whatever, just to kill time…
I haven't been doing many inventions, there hasn't been much to upgrade lately. I'll find something though. In the mean time, I've been trying to find all the information I can through my computer terminal. Not really much of interest, surprisingly.
Well, except for that one tidbit of info I found on Freeza's thoughts of the Saiyajin. I couldn't really uncover much, all I was able to extract was that there was something about the Saiyajin that's upsetting Freeza. I wonder why? They're the perfect warriors, well, almost. One thing for sure, they can clear planets by the dozens! Especially with their transformation. Wouldn't of even known they could transform if I hadn't gotten curious as to why Bardock was working on a ball of light.
Nothing to really complain about though. Freeza's been really pleased with our work. Not to mention #8 and I have been getting fat paychecks for our work.
Still haven't seen Vegita, Nappa, or Radditz for a while. I miss my spars with Vegita and my chats with Radditz. Of course, I don't give a shit about Nappa. Well, except that the battles between Nappa and #8 are highly amusing. I have seen Kewie several times though, is it just me, or does he seem more pissed each time I see him? Must be because of that one night he got drunk and tried to fight me in front of a large crowd of soldiers. It was pretty funny the rest of the soldiers and I thought, but Kewie apparently didn't see the humor in it. On another note, I've sparred with Dodoria a couple times, he's not so pissed over the fact I've beaten him than over the fact I constantly call him Fatty. Well, in front of everyone but Freeza, but Freeza probably knows anyway. I love mocking Dodoria in front of everyone. I remember one night at the bar, when I was really making fun of Dodoria. I came up with this weight loss program…
"My program is called 'Stop Eating you Fat Bastard!'. The way it works, is that you stop eating you fat bastard! Now, you may be asking me, 'How can I tell if I'm a fat bastard?'. Well, here are some clues. Number one, if you have problems squeezing into the space between the table and chair at restaurants. Number two, if you have to move your chin out of the way to get at that lobster. Number three, if you haven't been able to see your own genitalia for the past five years due to excess blubber. Now, if you're a fat bastard, you can send me 50 international credits for my tape. It's not an audio tape, it's not a video tape, know what kind of tape it is? It's duct tape! Take it and tape it right around your mouth and STOP EATING YOU FAT BASTARD!" While saying this, I was practically pointing at Dodoria the entire time. He was so pissed he was going to try and tear my head off right then and there if some high level guards weren't restraining him. As for everyone else, they were laughing their asses off at Dodoria. I don't think he's ever forgiven me for that. Damn, that was golden.
"DING!" Time to get out, huh? I step out and proceed to dry myself. #8 and I then leave to our room. On the way, I pass Dodoria and Zarbon. "Hey Fatty, use that duct tape yet?" I ask. Dodoria grumbles something about my ponytail and my ass while Zarbon has a mile wide grin on his face. Zarbon was there to hear my weight loss program too, he was one of the people restraining Dodoria later on.
"Are you ever going to leave Dodoria alone?" #8 asks. "Soon as he trys my weight loss program, and it succeeds." I respond. "Sigh… you're cruel, you know that?" "And enjoying every second." I say with a smile.
We make it to our room. First thing I do is check the computer. Well I'll be damned! I wasn't expecting this for our next mission.
From: Lord Freeza
To: #8 and #9
Your next mission is less destructive, and more diplomatic. Right now, my relations with the Saiyajin are… shaky. I want you two to go down as my ambassadors to strengthen our alliance with them tomorrow. I chose you two, because from what I know, you two socialized with Prince Vegita and his guards for a short while when he was last here. I want at least another decade of loyal service from them, and keep the 50 profit share with them. On anything else, use your best judgement. Take capsules #52 and #53, you won't be put into stasis since will be in orbit around Vegitasei within a day. Good luck.
-Your Employer, Lord Freeza
"Well…" #8 comments over my shoulder "looks like I get to pay Nappa a visit." She has a wide, cruel grin on her face. In a mocking tone, I tell her "Are you going to ever leave Nappa alone?" I get hit upside the head for my efforts. "Man, we don't even need capsules if we're going to be that close to Vegitasei." I mutter. "Do YOU want to go flying down there in less than freezing temperatures?" #8 replies. She has me there.
"Getting late, let's catch some sleep #8." "Fine." By the way, I've finally adjusted to 30 hour days.
Chapter 18
We wake up and prepare for our mission, dressing in our usual armor and downloading necessary information. Shortly afterwards we went to our capsules. We'd been bored recently, aside from spars, so we were glad for the mission. I bet Dodoria is more than glad I got a mission. Don't worry Fatty, I'll come back with a vengeance! Heh, heh…
Vegitasei is really a nice looking planet from up here. Reminds me of a little more rugged version of Earth. Damned good view. And the Saiyajins get such a nice planet, and haven't wrecked it with their continual training yet? Then again, that's probably why it looks so 'rugged'…
Aside from the view, the trip was pretty uneventful. Also, there's no communications link between my capsule and #8's. So then we landed. Instead of the greeting with open arms thing you'd expect for ambassadors, we just got a few stares. Typical.
Another thing worth noting, the gravity here is somewhere around five to seven times that of Earth. Just need to move around a bit though. I've had worse.
"Are you two the ambassadors?" A Saiyajin guard asks us. "Yes." "HMPH! Follow." Talk about a warm reception. We went immediately to the King's room.
"So, you two are the ambassadors then?" The King asks. He looks like an older version of Prince Vegita with a beard. "Yes." He likely knows what we're here about. "Fine. Guard! Show them to their room. You may have a look around if you want, we will talk later." Fair enough. But the King seems to have a scornful look on his face. Then again, I've never seen a Saiyajin look anything but scornful except Bardock and Radditz, including everyone I've passed here.
The guard leads us to our rooms, and then leaves us just as quickly. "Shit… no wonder Freeza doesn't do this himself." #8 complains. "Yeah, well, all that matters is that we're able to talk buisiness." "How about we try to see if we can find Prince Vegita?" I suggest. "So long as we find Nappa too." #8 replies. That's fine, this should be fun…
After a hour and a half, we run across Prince Vegita and Nappa. "What are YOU two doing here?" Nappa demands. Seems he hasn't changed a bit. #8 grins sadistically "We're Freeza's ambassadors." "WHAT! You fools couldn't-" Nappa starts, but is cut off by Vegita, as usual. "Shut up Nappa! They are here to strengthen out relations with Freeza, I will not let your idiocy get in the way of that!" Then Vegita turns his head to me and glares daggers at me. "Of course, that doesn't mean YOU will leave here unscarred." I grin. "Still cocky as ever, I see. Your power level has increased, but you are not near mine." "As long as it takes, I WILL defeat you!" Persistent, isn't he? Then again, he will beat me if I pound him enough. "Well then, I've nothing do to, and fighting IS your race's top priority, so how about we go for a spar? And then Nappa and #8 can resolve their issues too." Vegita grins. That'd be the third time I've seen a Saiyajin do that. But is Vegita grinning because he got his fight, or because Nappa will be put in his place once again. Or does he have a trick up his sleeve?
All four of us go towards the training rooms. Nappa and #8 go into one, while Vegita and I go into a separate one. "So… what gravity are you used to?" Vegita asks me, while standing by a switch, which he flips. All of a sudden, I feel a massive weight come upon me! "What the-?" but I have no time to finish, Vegita dashes forward and knocks my ass to the ground. Apparently, HE'S accustomed to this. I measure the gravity to be about fifteen times that of earth, and adjust as quickly as possible. But Vegita still gets in some more punches and kicks.
Finally, I adjust enough to function, and uppercut Vegita in the jaw, knocking him back. Flying forward, I draw my blade and slash Vegita across the chest as well. But then Vegita kicks me in the head, knocking ME away. Seems he's been improving on stamina too. But I'm still fighting against this gravity a bit.
Then I see Vegita flying straight at me. An easily avoidable move, but for some reason, Vegita's hands are facing the opposite direction of me. Then, Vegita fires a beam, making him fly at me faster than I can adjust, and his shoulder guard slams into my face.
"Feh." I mutter, while spitting a slight amount of blood, he cracked my lip. I leap forward with a kick towards his face, Vegita dodges of course, but if he wants to play beam propulsion with me… I start charging a beam in my left hand.
Vegita appears behind me, like I anticipated, but then I unleash a beam from my extended right foot, shooting me right at Vegita. Since we're practically at point blank range, Vegita can't do jack shit as I shove my left hand in his face, the one with the ki ball.
Very nice outcome, Vegita speeds like a bullet into the wall, caving it in only a bit. Those walls sure are solid! Of course, I'm still flying forward from that beam I shot from my foot. Now I charge up my sword. Poor Vegita didn't see it coming.
I bring down the blade, making a large gash through his armor and chest, but I stop short of hitting vitals. I'm the ambassador, I don't want to kill the prince of the planet I'm trying to improve relations with. But the attack did it's job, and placed Vegita as the loser.
"Get up." I say, dragging him to his feet. He immediately smacks away my hand. "Keep this shit up Vegita, and you really will beat me one day." I say to him, referring to his unique moves, before leaving to check how badly Nappa is being torn up.
I come too late to see anything except #8 dragging Nappa to the regeneration tanks. Seems #8 had her fun.
When we arrive, Nappa gets thrown in a tank, while Vegita just opts for a patch. "So, what are you here to talk about?" inquires Vegita. I'd think he'd know, but I won't insult him with that. "To try for at least another decade of service and to retain the 50 profit split." I respond. Vegita laughs, rather sardonically too. "HA! You don't need an ambassador for that! We'll gladly do that, you make it sound as if we are upset with Freeza! Why would we, when he gives us the chance to fight to our hearts content?" Well, from what Freeza said, I was certainly under the impression that there were some rough edges to work out. Then again, there was that little hint I ran across about Freeza's uncertainty of the Saiyajin. What's wrong here?
The same guard from earlier comes in, and summons us to the Kings audience chamber. Vegita was also summoned for a mission from Freeza. Negotiations were over in a matter of minutes, and we were on our way. Why were we given such a wasteful mission?
We reported back and prepared to leave. But we decided to stop off at the local pub first. I mulled my thoughts of the mission in my mind as I sipped at some sort of Saiyajin alcoholic 'delicacy'. The only answer I could figure was that Freeza was afraid of the Saiyjin and wanted to make double sure he was on good relations with them. But that's impossible! Freeza could waste the planet with a flick of a finger if he wished, why would he be afraid of them?
"WE MUST FIGHT! FREEZA WILL BE THE END OF US IF WE DON'T!" Wha? Isn't that… Bardock? "Whatever Bardock, you must have had a few too many drinks!" one guard replies. The others laugh at that. "Fine! You'll see! You'll see when I'm right, when you're all dying helplessly, unlike a warrior should! I, for one, will beat Freeza, or die trying like a true warrior!" Is he out of his mind? "Hey man, you can't be serious. Calm down, alright?" another guard says as he comes up to Bardock. "Get off of me! You'll all see!" Bardock yells as he shoves the guard off of him. Bardock comes up to me. "#9, I didn't expect to see you here. You have to listen to me." "Eh… Bardock, well…" I stammer. "Follow me."
Well, I might as well follow, Bardock leads me to a back alley where he, #8, and I are alone. "Look, on my last mission, one of the planet natives decided to take revenge on me. He did it by giving me the… 'gift'… to see the future. I see the future, and I see Freeza destroying this planet." This man is gone. I don't know what's happened to Bardock, but his mind is seriously off kilter. "Look Bardock… I hope you understand if I don't really believe you. I don't know what's wrong with you, but Freeza's my employer, yours too. The Saiyajin are a significant source of income for him, he wouldn't just kill you on a whim." I explain to Bardock. "Fine, you don't believe me either. I can't blame you though, it is a bit farfetched, but it's true." Bardock seems to be as close as a Saiyajin gets to pleading. Something is REALLY wrong with him. "Look, we have to go back soon, how about you come with us, and we can fix whatever the hell is wrong with you, alright?" I offer. "NO DAMNIT! You don't understand! This is what WILL happen. If you won't help me, I'll have to do it alone!" and with that, Bardock runs off.
"Ooookay…" #8 mutters. "I say we leave now, ok?" I ask. "I'm with you on that." and we head for our space capsules, close them up, and take off to the space station.
Chapter 19
Around an hour later, there seems to be a lot of commotion outside. And Freezer's ship also seems to be getting closer to the planet, to the point where you could step outside if you so wished.
"What the hell is going on?" I mutter. "Who knows, I hope it's not Bardock." #8 replies. We head for the nearest window to see what's going on, and we turn on our scouters for the audio.
"Now everything's going to change…" we hear Bardock say over the radio. Bardock is floating in front of the two mingled Saiyajin and Freeza armies, and we see Freeza outside, holding a tiny ki ball on the tip of his index finger.
"The fate of the Planet Vegitasei… My fate… Kakarotto's fate… And also your fate you bastard!" and with that, Bardock quickly charges up a ki ball and flings it at Freeza. "This is the end!"
All of a sudden, Freeza laughs maniacally and that tiny ki ball starts to expand very, very quickly. The fireball from Bardock is quickly absorbed into Freeza's ki ball. Then, Freeza aims at Vegitasei below, and fires. This huge fireball seemingly 'floats' downwards, taking out all of the troops outside as well as the entire planet of Vegitasei…
Our jaw's slacken. Of all things, we had not expected this… Did Bardock really think he could take Freeza? And why had Freeza just wasted Vegitasei when he had us go there as ambassadors just moments ago? Well, at least any surviving Saiyajins will get one hell of a power increase…
Then it all clicks into place. Freeza wasn't afraid of the Saiyajins of now, but of the Saiyajins of the future. Imagine how powerful they'd be several decades from now, I mean, anything to do with fighting and their power level increases by leaps and bounds. And their life is nothing BUT fighting! When they're that powerful, what do they need Freeza for?
All of a sudden, I hear a voice I recognize over the scouter's radio.
"What do you mean it's been destroyed?" I hear Vegita ask a radioman.
At least Vegita is alive. But I've had enough for one day. I turn the scouter off. They'll probably feed him some bullshit so that he will remain loyal to Freeza. This has been a long day…
Later that night…
I can't sleep. Certain thoughts running through my head are keeping me awake. Thoughts like how disposable are we to Freeza? You know, really uplifting thoughts.
But seriously, what are we to do? If we just slack off, or quit, we get killed, Freeza wouldn't want anyone else to hire people with abilities like masked ki. But if we get too good, will Freezer kill us out of fear of what we'll become? Either way, we're dead.
Damn it all to hell! Well, nothing to do for now but just to try and live my life…
Chapter 20
I wake up with only a couple hours sleep. But now I've come down to three choices… One, we can just go along as before and see what happens. Two, we can try to make ourselves very undistinguished and leave his service soon as possible, but that would make us very disposable. Or three, do our damnedest to become too powerful for Freeza to handle. I think I'll go with a mix of choices number one and three.
Damn, still early. But the way I'm going now, I'm not going to catch any more sleep. I'll go to the training area, try and occupy myself.
I just dress in my 'normal' clothing (the clothing from before enlistment to Freeza's army. He does do that from time to time) and head off.
I start going through several exercises. Several hundred push ups, sit ups, pull ups, I throw some punches and kicks, do flips, and basically keep myself occupied for a long while. Also, I break off several punching bags, which were enhanced for stronger individuals, not enhanced enough it seems.
"How long have you been here?" #8's voice startles me a bit. "Since I woke up." "Which was… when?" "I don't know. At least a few hours ago." "…What's wrong?" #8 asks after a bit. "Nothing." "Bullshit!" is it that apparent? "Just a case of insomnia, that's all." "Yeah, and how often do you have problems sleeping? Almost never from what I can tell, unless you're really excited or upset. And you sure as hell don't look excited." #8 replies calmly. "Just weighing some options. I think too much, that's why I'm exercising." "Still thinking about Vegitasei?" "…Yeah."
#8 steps forward, and stops me from exercising. "Lets go back to our room then." Whatever. We head back to our room. "What the hell is upsetting you that much? It's not like you and I don't clear planets." "It's not that, I don't give a shit about the planet itself. Just about the reasons behind it." "Oh? Please explain." Why the hell not?
"Basically, from what I can tell, Freeza was afraid of the Saiyajins." "HA! Good one!" #8 throws at me. "Heh, laugh all you want, but it's the truth. But he's not afraid of the Saiyajins of today… if there are any left now. He was afraid of what the Saiyajins would become. Think about it, whenever a really Saiyajin fights, their power level increases dramatically. And their lives revolve around fighting. Imagine how powerful they would become, Freeza was afraid of that, so he killed them while they were still manageable. Our mission wasn't actually to boost our relations with them, but to make sure they remain ignorant. Freeza probably was going to kill them later, but Bardock gave him a convenient excuse." "So what does that have to do with us? I think Freeza made an intelligent decision." #8 retorts.
"Yes, it was a good decision. But what does it have to do with us you ask? Look at how we are doing, we're going along damned well, we're killing machines, we tear everyone up! Just like the Saiyajins tore everyone up too. What if we become TOO good? Will Freeza dispose of us too?" "Is that's what's bothering you?" "Yeah, pretty much." "HAHAHA! Don't waste your time #9! Just live life as it is, I doubt Freeza would do such a thing, he has our complete loyalty. Remember, we were on a mission of diplomacy, they most likely did have some problems between them. When Bardock attacked, Freeza probably decided the Saiyajins were too unstable. Besides, it was the Saiyajins who attaked us, not the other way around. Now get over it!"
Maybe she's right. But I just can't shake the feeling of impending doom. But she is right in the aspect that I need to just get over it and live. There's not really anything I can do.
"I'm going to the cafeteria, interested?" #8 offers. "Not really." "Suit yourself." and #8 leaves. After a little while, I decide to walk around outside of my room out of boredom.
I run across Zarbon, no Fatty though. "Hey, you look down, did 'Fatty' get you back?" Zarbon says with a smirk. I grin back "Nah, he never will, and I'll just torture him more. Say… you don't seem to be doing anything, how about a spar?" I offer. "Anytime." Perfect.
We immediately go to the training rooms. "Want weapons?" I ask. "Your call." I decide to discard my weapon into the wall. I think the people in charge of maintenance are getting pissed at me. Oh well.
"HEY! Zarbon and #9 are gonna fight!" I hear someone yell out. Gee, we'll even get our own crowd. We both have reputations now, because of our impeccable records.
"You start." I tell Zarbon. He shrugs and leaps at me. I dodge his fist and block his kick. He then throws a point blank ki blast at me, which is weak, but wasn't designed to hurt… not that anything could hurt me anyway. Zarbon used that blast to try and mask his movements, it didn't work and I sock him in the face, drawing first blood.
"Damn you, you marked me!" "Yeah, and I'll do more than that if you don't move!" I yell while I shoot my own beam at him. The beam is blocked, and Zarbon leaps at me and punches me in the gut. I then punch Zarbon several times in the face and knee him in the chin.
Zarbon staggers away, and then tries to kick me in the face. It misses but he then punches me in the face. While I'm stronger, I'm not so much stronger that he can't get any hits on me.
Zarbon unleashes a flurry of kicks and punches, he lands a few, but they do little damage. Putting my full weight into it, I take a few hits but land a massively damaging punch. I then throw in a few kicks about as damaging. Zarbon staggers a bit, drops to the ground, and then rises up with an uppercut which nails me in my jaw. I turn my head towards him to see him trying to recover from my latest hits. "Nice try, but not good enough Zarbon. Next time you shouldn't hold back." I tell him as I fire a powerful beam at him. Just in a nick of time, Zarbon throws up a ki shield, but the beam still breaks through partially and slams Zarbon into the wall.
All of a sudden, Zarbon's body starts twitching and moving in rather uncomfortable looking ways. Zarbon then transforms into a rather ugly looking version of himself. "You sure you don't want me to hold back?" he says with a grin. "Would you rather have a beat down?" "Fine then. But I must admit, it's been a long time since I've needed to go all out against someone." Good to know. "Then let's go all out!" I say as I reach my right hand out. My sword comes flying into my hand. I've learned to use my ki to manipulate some objects, my sword being one of them due to the metal that makes it.
I leap forward and swing my sword at Zarbon. He blocks it with a scaly forearm but I fly under his arm and kick him in the jaw. Zarbon grabs my leg and flings me into the wall. Leaping forward once more, I charge up as much ki as I can hold. I use this ki to increase my speed and strength. Zarbon tries to block, but my blade makes it through and I make a huge gash across his chest. Zarbon staggers back, and I swing at his head. He moves out of the way but gets cut on his cheek anyway.
Unfortunately, I can only use my ki in this manner for so long. I use my sword as a focal point and fire a powerful beam at Zarbon. The smoke clears and Zarbon seems pretty much unhurt by that attack. "You do well for being 6000 points under me. But it's time I end this." and Zarbon dashes forward and socks me in the face.
I fly backwards but stop myself before I hit a wall. While Zarbon rushes me, I take off my coat and throw it over Zarbon's face. The technique didn't work, since Zarbon just knocks it out of the way and knees me in the face. This time I do slam into the wall.
Zarbon tries to knee me again, but I bring up my sword and 'block' it with the point of my blade. It wasn't a very effective block, but it sure hurt Zarbon like hell.
"ARRGH!" Zarbon screams. Even though he's in immense pain for the moment, he charges up a very powerful ki blast and fires it at me. The beam itself misses me, but an explosion ensues and the aftershock flings me to the ground.
Zarbon then flies forward, creates a blade made of ki, and slashes my sword arm from shoulder to halfway down my forearm. I just get up, switch arms, and try my best that way.
One of Zarbon's now gigantic hands grabs me. As soon as Zarbon brings me face to face with him, I start head butting him repeatedly. Naturally, Zarbon pulls me away from him, but I just hit him with eye beams to continue the hurt. In response, Zarbon flips me around so that I'm upside down and pile drives me into the ground.
I leap out and we both look at each other for a bit. Damn, Zarbon sure looks torn up. First off, he's in that 'monster' form. As for injuries, he has a severed kneecap, a split lip, cut cheek, gash across his chest, and several smaller wounds.
As for myself, I also look torn up. I have a gash on my forehead from head butting his scaly head so much, a large cut straight down my right arm, a damaged rib, and other various small wounds.
While we're waiting, I start charging up all the ki I can into my sword. Zarbon leaps forward. I then stab my sword into the ground and unleash all of that stored ki. The blast knocks us both across the room in opposite directions. My sword flies out of my hand and into the wall.
Slightly dazed, I look up hoping that my suicide move had won the battle. It hadn't. But it did do some damage. Zarbon starts floating towards me, looking very bloodied and scorched. He's also swaying a bit.
I get to my feet and stagger a bit. Sure, I don't feel pain, but I can still get disoriented or be unable to balance due to an injury. In this case, it's both. My left leg is badly torn up.
The last thing I see before getting knocked out is Zarbon's fist slamming into my face.
Chapter 21
Man, that was one hell of a fight. Not to mention the fact that I'm still in the tank and have already heard people talking about it. That's one to go in the books.
Another good thing is that my power level went up a bunch. My power level increases by several points whenever I'm forced to fight all out for prolonged periods. It's now at 26,500. And that was a long fight, I might add.
Hey… that's an idea for an upgrade. Make it so that we gain more of a power level boost when we go all out. I'll have to work on that.
"DING!" About time. I was in there long enough. I see Zarbon come out too, in his more mammalian form. "Good fight." I tell Zarbon. "By the way… you didn't bring me here, did you?" I ask. "No. I passed out not long after I knocked you out." Well that's good to know. I'm glad all my work wasn't for naught.
I bid Zarbon farewell and go to the laboratory. Let's see, there's got to be some way to do the upgrade I was thinking of…
Hours later… This should do it! Might as well upgrade myself, then I'll get #8… "Hey! #9, there you are!" nevermind, no need to get her. "I thought you were just going to be moping all day, then I hear about your fight with Zarbon. All the details seem to be true, according to your power level increase." Yeah, I love my new power. "Hey, #8, I've got a new upgrade." "Cool, you haven't done one of those in a while." "Yeah, yeah, I know. But the way this one works, is that we get more of a power level increase when we go all out." I explain. "Really? Then hook me up." Fine. I upgrade #8, then myself. Afterwards, we go towards our room.
"So, how do we test this upgrade?" #8 asks. "How else? We wait until we get into a fight for our lives and find out if it works." #8 shrugs at that.
We enter our room. "So, I take it you've gotten over that paranoia now?" #8 asks. "Not completely, and I still stick with my story. But you were right on one account, there isn't much we can do. So I might as well not bother." I reply. "Good enough then." "Yeah." "What do you think our next mission will be?" #8 asks. "I dunno. Hey… how about we check out Vegita's mission status, just for the hell of it?" I suggest. "Sure, why not?"
Eh, nothing that interesting, what a shame. But it does seem that Nappa and Radditz are alive as well.
I ditch the computer and plop down on my bed. "Damn…" I mutter as I look disdainfully at my torn up clothes. "I really liked those clothes too." I'm currently wearing my armor now, better than being naked. "Well, maybe you should have changed first." #8 responds. "Ya know…" I start "Despite the dangers, I really like this life. Free living space, nice paycheck, fun job." "Yeah… but will you be saying that if you screw up and die?" "Probably. And I suppose I'd go to hell too for all the people I've killed." #8 grins. "You've never given a shit about that kind of stuff, have you?" "Nope, especially since I expect we're going to live for a lot longer." I respond.
We then go to sleep, together…
Chapter 22
I woke up before #8. There are still things to sort out, even though there's nothing worth depressing myself over. Which is why I know sit in a chair, still in our room, only half dressed.
There should be an imbalance, since Saiyajins were a large source of income for Freeza. Which could mean either a larger workload for all soldiers, or an increased amount of soldiers.
"Thinking again?" #8 asks, naked and starting to dress. "Yeah, nothing as morose as yesterday though. Just about what an imbalance the destruction of Vegitasei could have on the Corps." I respond. "I know what you mean. We lost a whole lot of soldiers, Saiyajins and ones from the ship alike. Least it's not cramped." True. In fact, it isn't cramped at all. There aren't nearly as many soldiers around the station as there used to be. Of course, that doesn't mean there's not a lot of soldiers.
I walk over, and check the computer. New mission already? Seems that there'll just be less hiring and more work.
From: Lord Freeza
To: #8 and #9
Planet #0107 of my domain has entered a state of unrest. Someone by the name of Kilros has started a rebellion to take the planet as his own. I want you two to go to this planet, kill the leader Kilros, and also kill any opposition and followers. Try not to damage anything unnecessarily, it is my planet. Leave within the hour, time is of the essence. Take capsules #894 and #125. Good luck.
-Your Employer, Lord Freeza
"Sounds interesting." #8 comments as we download the necessary information. Yes, it does.
With little to do, we head to our capsules and take off. I take one last look at the station as I pass out…
Chapter 23
We land on the planet. Statistics from the ship tell me we've been traveling for five days. Apparently, five days is all that this 'Kilros' character needed. I step outside of my capsule onto the landing zone and look upwards.
Explosions fill the air as the opposing forces tear each other asunder. #8 steps out and looks upwards as well. "According to our data, we should be in an occupied base. We might as well check this one first." #8 tells me. That's the pain of this mission, we don't know which base Kilros is in.
We could sneak in, we could blow a hole in the building, but instead we just strut right in through the door. The rebels didn't like that much.
"Who are you! Answer me!" A startled guard wearing a red headband and two red armbands yells at us. I just cut him down, drawing out my blade and swinging in one fluid motion. #8 punches her fist through a second guard's chest who wears the same head and armbands. We keep walking. Apparently, red bands means it's a rebel.
#8 and I tear through several other guards, all of them only ranging around 2000. Finally, the remaining rebels get the idea and leave us be. They still follow us though.
"Here we go, now we're in business!" I exclaim as I spot a computer terminal. "NO!" a guard shouts from behind me. I stab him without looking. Then, I sit down and start reading through the files. "Got ya!" I say enthusiastically as I discover the location of the leader. "I found the base, let's go!" I tell #8.
"They're after Kilros! GET THEM!" I hear a guard scream. All the guards then jump us. Sure, a few guards at 2000 isn't a problem, but a hundred or so of them, give or take twenty, can start to complicate things…
#8 and I get separated quickly, but I have my own problems. I stab one guard, kick another in the head, and ki blast a third through the chest. One guard hits me in the back of the head, but I just lift him by the throat and crush his windpipe, as well as his veins and part of his spine. Two ki blasts hit me in the stomach, doing little more than surprise me.
I've had enough of this. I charge my ki in my blade, then I swing it aiming for the ground a few feet in front of me. The blast tears apart the ground and kills fifteen guards with it.
About ten beams hit me in my back, making me stagger forward and nearly fall. Five more blasts hit my side. Things are going from bad to worse.
I leap straight up, dodging about seven more beams. Damn bastards. They know how to work together all right. I throw my own beam at them and disintegrate five guards. The remaining guards fly upwards to chase me. But they aren't doing too well themselves, I've already killed twenty four of them. Mental note, next base, just kill all guards whether they are attacking you or not.
Ten guards grab me and slam me into the wall. They're too close for me to punch or kick, let alone use my sword. Seven more guards grab me from behind.
I elbow one guard in the gut, head butt a second guard, and crack the ribs of yet another with my knee. The guards try to pull me down, but I start thrashing violently. Another guard gets head butted, I blow off the head of another guard with eye beams, and free my right arm by ripping off the arms of two other guards. I backhand a guard in the face, pull out my blade, and cut the guard in front of me in half.
A large explosion occurs in the background, and I see #8 leap in the air while 'machine gunning' her share of guards with ki blasts. Using this distraction, I free my left leg and kick one guard upside the head. I twist out of their grip and decapitate two guards in one swing of my sword. Kicking off of a guard's chest, I fly backwards and prepare another ki blast. This one is rather destructive, actually it's my most powerful, and I require both of my hands to stand against the recoil.
When I'm done charging, I shove my palms forward. A blood red ball of ki rests in my palms. It then shoots outward, and the beam spreads hitting more guards (like Gohan's Masenko against Freeza on Namek, if you've seen it, you KNOW what I'm talking about). I kill damn near all the guards with this attack, as well as trash the room.
All the remaining guards just run for their lives. "What the hell was that?" #8 asks me. "My 'Bloody Eraser'." I respond. "What kind of name is that?" "A practical name, the beam is blood red, and it pretty much 'erased' all of those guards, didn't it?" I argue back.
"No matter, we should head for the base with Kilros." #8 states. We rush out of the base, by making our own door. The place was pretty much wasted in our section anyway.
Both of our power levels increased to 29,000 for me and 24,500 for #8.
When we took our first 'good' look outside, we were stunned. All hell had broken loose, and I don't mean the current battle. I mean that things went to hell a while back. The ground is strewn with the dead bodies of rebels and Freeza's soldiers alike, buildings demolished, craters lining the streets where the dead bodies didn't lie. And there's a huge brawl still occurring, just over the dead bodies. We ignore it and move on to the base.
The base is already under siege when we arrive. This is the mother of all brawls. Thousands of soldiers from either side fill the sky in a battle for ultimate control over the planet. The base containing Kilros is pretty torn up, but soldiers still man the walls. It looks bright as day, even though it's night.
"Shit…" I mutter. "Let's use the confusion to our advantage…" #8 starts to tell me. "We can practically walk right in while they're at each other's throats." I nod in confirmation.
We fly in through the front gates, killing any rebels in our way. While brave, the rebel's attempts to stop us were useless, and we race up several stairs towards the main room.
I shoot down the door with a ki blast and gaze upon… some THING. This guy looks weird as hell. It's skin is a crummy, grayish brown. Another characteristic is size, it's not very broad, but it's at least seven feet tall. And it's muscles seem weak and stringy, but those black bone spikes that extend for about four feet out of each forearm look wicked along with the claws extending from it's two front toes and one back toe on each foot. As for facial features, the eyes are pure white, no pupils, no hair, no lips or cheeks, nostrils minus the cartilage, and very sharp looking teeth. As for armor, it's wearing armor similar to Bardock's, a black and green mixture that fit's nicely with it's skin tone. Despite it's strange appearance, it's not weak by any means. I read a power level of 20,000 on it.
"Who a'e 'ou?" It asks. I'm having a hard time understanding it. It talks with a slow, lethargic speed, and misses a few pronunciations due to its lack of lips. "Where is Kilros?" I demand. "I, a' Ki'ros'." it says. "What 'issiness ha'e you?" Kilros asks us. "We are here to kill you and stop this foolish rebellion." #8 responds.
"'ery well, 're'are to die!" Kilros responds.
"Let me take it." #8 asks. "Why?" "It's closer to my power and I want a good fight. Besides, you can jump in if there are any real problems." #8 reasons. "…fine." I tell her. #8 grins and draws her sword.
While slightly weaker than #8, Kilros more than makes up for it with his strange techniques. #8 leaps forward and stabs at Kilros. Instead of leaping away, he twists his body at an impossible angle ending up with his legs still in the same position, but his torso almost twisted all the way around #8. Kilros then pulls its legs towards itself, tripping her. It grabs #8, knees her in the stomach, then it's leg goes inverted and kicks her in the back of the head! #8, is of course, unfazed, but has a nasty gash on the back of her head. She stabs her sword into Kilros's chest.
Kilros staggers back, and pulls the sword out. #8 runs forward and charges her ki into her sword. As #8 approaches, Kilros jumps up into the air, and twists it's body so that it almost covers her completely. But #8 uppercuts Kilros in the 'gut', and leaps up.
Kilros lands on all fours, and looks up to see #8's charged blade come down. It moves out of the way fast, but not fast enough. The blade cuts through Kilros's right arm, cutting it off. An oily black liquid spurts from the wound.
"AHHH!" "YOU WILL 'AY!" Kilros screams. Then, fire surrounds Kilros, and the ground under #8 explodes! #8 is flung into the air. I watch as Kilros seems to vanish and appear right under #8 and kicks her in the back.
#8 lands gracefully, but doesn't look too good. Nonetheless, she fights on, oblivious to her wounds. Kilros leaps forward, hangs in mid air, and starts slashing with the spike on its remaining arm and the claws on its feet furiously. None of the attacks hits #8, and she brings up the sword into Kilros's gut, and yanks the sword halfway up its chest.
"Live through that!" #8 yells at Kilros. "Gla'ly…" Kilros responds. #8 looks surprised as Kilros yanks out the sword and stabs her in the left shoulder with its spike. "Live thro'gh that…" Kilros mocks. #8 uses her sword to cut the spike off of Kilros's arm and leaps away. "JUST DIE DAMNIT!" #8 screams as she charges up a beam. Kilros grins, or at least, I think it's grinning. It extends it's remaining arm, and five small spikes shoot out of it's fingers, most of them missing #8, but two pierce her in the gut.
"DIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEE!" #8 shrieks as her power level jumps to 30,000. She unleashes her beam. The dark blue ki ball seems to instantaneously expand to the size of #8 herself and rockets forward. The result is, well, spectacular to say the least. Kilros is hit dead on, hits the wall, the beam breaks through the wall, and flings Kilros out onto the streets. But #8 is flung into the opposite wall due to the recoil of the beam. Her power level then drops to 28,850
#8 pulls herself out and we both look down upon the streets. It's a rather humorous sight, actually. Even after all the crap #8 did, Kilros still lived.
Unfortunately for Kilros, it seems that Freeza's forces had won the battle outside, and are now all jumping Kilros. #8 grins evilly. "Serves the bastard right!" #8 spits out.
"You're looking pretty busted up right now." I comment. "Let's find the medical center #8." #8 looks at herself. Her armor is cracked all over, she has two large stab wounds in her back, one large gash on the back of her head, a hole in her left shoulder, and two holes in her gut where the spikes hit.
#8 picks up Kilros's arm that she cut off, and throws it out onto the streets. "Fine, lets find a regeneration tank." she replies.
Chapter 24
I guard the door to the medical center, looking for rebels. A short while after I put #8 in the tank, alarms went off. The rebels brought reinforcements, hoping to kill of the rest of Freeza's forces in one last suicide attack. It's been three hours now.
There's one! I shoot a beam through a rebel's chest. The fighting is worse on the lower levels of the building. At least, from the sounds of it.
"That's the one!" Huh! Shit! I see a rebel point at me. It's not the rebel I'm worried about, it's the other thirty rebels behind him that worry me.
At least I can use this hallway as a choke point. I shoot a beam, killing one of the rebels. They charge at me.
I step out of the doorway, and close the door. The nearest rebel leaps at me, I skewer her on my blade. Two others fire at me, but I bat away their beams and fire eye beams, killing them both. I scrape the rebel off of my sword.
Four more rebels try to tackle me, but can't even budge me. I kill them quickly. "We need more men and room!" I hear one rebel shout. Shortly after that, several walls get knocked down, destroying my choke point. Twenty more rebels also run in.
Six rebels slam into me, three more shoot me in the back. I charge up my ki and let it loose into the six rebels in front of me, flash frying them. Then, I jump backwards, turn, and cut down two more rebels. I notice five of those damned rebels charging beams behind me, I jump in a nick of time. The beams fly under me and kill four rebels.
Eight rebels leap into the air and try to take me. I slash through five, but out of the corner of my eye, I notice a rebel trying to open the door to the medical center. I promptly shoot a beam at him, killing the rebel. The other three rebels get behind me and grab my arms.
"He's guarding something!" I hear a rebel yell. No… they are not getting in there.
I elbow one guard behind me, stab another through the chest, and then fling the remaining one into a wall. The rebels rush towards the medical center, I dash forward to intercept them.
The rebels start tearing at the door, I cut down three of them. Too many guards, I'll have to do my Bloody Eraser again to kill them all quickly. But I don't have enough time.
"FUCK OFF DAMNIT!" I scream as I charge up my ki as quickly as I can and leap forward. The rebels look astonished for a quick second, and I swing my blade towards all of them. Through my blade, I unleash a powerful ki blast of raw power and no control. A huge explosion rocks the blast area, flinging me backwards into the door. But the explosion also kills about twenty guards, and the collapsing ceiling kills off another seven. I start charging up for my Bloody Eraser as they struggle to get their orientation back.
Almost there… the rebels are mostly up now, and start to charge me. NOW! I fling my arms forward and my beam shoots out, disintegrating almost all of the remaining guards. There are about seven guards left. Instead of running this time, they charge me. They are on a suicide mission.
The remaining rebels didn't stand a chance, and I cut them down quickly.
Crap! #8! I hope all of this commotion didn't mess up the medical center too much. I open up the door and rush in.
Things are tossed around quite a bit, but everything is still functional.
"DING!" Finally! #8 steps out and looks at me. "Damn, you don't look that great yourself, what the hell happened to you?" #8 asks. "The rebels are staging a final suicide assault, I had a run in with a whole bunch of them." I respond. And, I don't look that great now that I check. My armor isn't really helping anymore and I'm also a bit bloodied. I rip off my broken shoulder guards and fling them to the ground.
"Sounds like the battle is ending." I tell #8. "Lets go then." #8 responds. We run downstairs.
Dead bodies are strewn everywhere, but the victors seem to be our army, Freeza's army.
"Aren't they?" one of the guards asks. "Yeah… they're the ones that kicked Kilros's ass and flung it out to us!" another guard answers. Oh shit! I'm not in the mood for publicity right now. Alas, everyone else didn't seem to share my thoughts, and they all started cheering.
"Thanks, but we're getting paid for this. It's part of our job damnit! Now, will some one give me some status reports!" I yell out to them. One guard comes towards me, she seems to be a high ranking official. "Most areas are intact, because most of the armies gathered here, at base #137. This place is completely wasted, but everything else is functional." she tells me. Good. "Thank you." #8 and I start to push our way through the crowd.
Chapter 25
It's about damn time we got to our capsules. Finally, some peace. I pull out my scouter from my capsule and dial in to the space station. "This is #9 and #8 reporting in." "Continue." "The rebellion was way out of hand when we got here. Two factions were fighting. We have dispatched the leader Kilros and the rebellion has been quelled." "Good, damage report?" "Everything is mostly intact and functional except for base #137. The final and largest battle occurred there and almost everything was damaged beyond usage." "Okay. You have permission to return to base." and the radioman cuts off the signal.
"Whew! We can finally leave this hell hole!" #8 exclaims. "You're telling me! Let's just leave already." I respond. We enter our capsules and take off of this hellish planet. I have to admit though, even though it was a bitch to do, it was sort of fun…
I wake up and exit my capsule. #8 is already out and waiting. We both head straight for our room.
"Good to be back!" I say, a bit too enthusiastically, as I take off my damaged chest plate and drop it to the ground. "Yeah, but that Kilros guy was weird." #8 responds to my outburst as she changes into her normal clothes.
"I know, any idea what the hell it was?" I ask. "Not a clue. But it couldn't of been natural. Just the way it was built." she responds. "Yeah, it was almost sickening to watch Kilros do some of those manuvers." I say as I drop into my bed like a dead weight. "Whatever it was though, it's dead." #8 says to finish the conversation. Very true.
"Shouldn't you be in a tank?" #8 asks, looking at my body. "Fuck that. I don't feel like getting up." "Don't tell me you're getting TIRED now." #8 responds with a smirk. I grin back.
"I hope our next mission isn't quite as chaotic." I mutter. "Hell, I just hope we never get another candy assed mission like when we were ambassadors to Vegitasei!" #8 states. "Oh come on, you know you enjoyed pounding Nappa." "Well, I did like that, but aside from that it was a total waste!" Fine, be that way #8.
"By the way… what the hell beam was that you pulled on Kilros?" I ask. "It was my 'Ultimate Ass Kicker' beam is what it was." I grin. "What kind of name is that?" I imitate #8 from earlier. "It's a practical name." #8 imitates me now "The beam was ultimately powerful, and it kicked Kilros's ass out of the building, didn't it?" I laugh.
"CRAP! I left my scouter in my capsule!" Damnit! Why did I do that? I rush back to my capsule. My scouter is gone. Damn, did they clean out the capsules already? Ah well, if it turns up that's fine, if not, I'll get a replacement tomorrow.
I re enter our room. "Find it?" "Nah, no huge loss though. I'll just get another one tomorrow." We then get some sleep.
Chapter 26
I wake up first, dress, and find a bag taped to our room door. Ok… I pull down the bag and open it. There was a scouter and a note.
I'm sorry I took your scouter, but I'd heard about your battle on Planet #0107, and I hadn't seen you take your scouter out of your capsule. So I borrowed it to download the audio and visual files. Thanks.
…damnit. Am I that famous or something? "Hey, what's wrong? You're just standing there." I hear #8 behind me. "Well… I got my scouter back. Someone just wanted to download the audio and visual files…" "Congrats, you're a celebrity." I hear #8 mock. "Yeah, that's the problem. I don't want to be a celebrity…" I mutter under my breath. Not that I mind congratulations, just being bothered. The only time I want attention is when I'm mocking Fatty.
I leave my room and go towards the training room. Damn, word sure does spread. At least fifteen people have congratulated me. Ten of them have seen the battle. Yet another person… "Great battle. Especially your 'Bloody Eraser'!" "Hey, where'd you get that file?" I ask. "I just got it from the data base. Wanna know where?" Yes… I do.
Grinning, I return to our room and start up the computer terminal. "What are you so happy about?" #8 asks. "You'll see…" I type in the location, and then track the person who put up the file.
… Fatty? Eh, should've known, he knows I hate fame. I'll just have to have a 'sparring' session with him…
"Who put it up?" "Fatty." "Heh, he's paying you back #9. One of these days, he'll get you." "HA! Just like one of these days Nappa will beat you!" I respond. "Nah, that won't happen, unless there's a miracle and Nappa gets some brains." #8 says gleefully.
"I'm gonna go out and… spar… with Fatty." I say with a grin. #8 has a look on her face that has 'Oh shit…" written all over it.
I find Fatty in no time. Like it's hard to miss him. He's walking with Zarbon. "HEY FATTY!" I yell at the top of my lungs. "What do YOU want?" "You were pretty polite in that letter." "I don't know what you're talking about." Fatty responds. He doesn't need to tell me, all I have to do is look into his face and I know I'm right. Not to mention that Zarbon is snickering.
"How about a sparring session Fatty?" "I have things to do…" "Ah that's bullshit and you know it." I respond happily while dragging him by his arm. And since he's so bent on fame…
"HEY! EVERYONE! Wanna see Fatty and I fight!" I yell out. Everyone starts crowding around us. The look on Dodoria's face alone is worth it. Talk about public humiliation.
"I'm really busy… I don't have time for this." Fatty protests. "Of course you do!" I exclaim. "Don't worry…" I say at a lower tone "I'll make this quick…" Fatty gulps and I grin.
"LET'S GO!" I yell at Fatty as I run at him.
Fifteen minutes later… (The fight's not worth mentioning)
I stand triumphantly over Fatty. "Damn bastard…" Fatty mutters. "Man, if you worked of some of that fat, maybe you'd be a harder target to hit!" I then sock him between the eyes, knocking Fatty out. I all of a sudden have a revelation… if I REALLY wanted to rub this into Fatty's face…
"HEY! Anyone have some duct tape?" I ask. Zarbon steps forward.
Ten minutes later, when Dodoria wakes up…
I laugh my ass off with Zarbon and several other guards as Dodoria tries his damnedest to break free of the twenty or so guards on him and kill me. "HRMPHMRPMGH!" Fatty screams at me through the duct tape. Ah man, talk about pissing someone off! Fatty's power level has even increased to 20,750 he's so pissed!
"I'm telling you Fatty, keep that tape on for a month and you'll lose several pounds! It's a sure fire way to lose some weight!" I mock Dodoria. I leave towards my room after that.
Now, for the icing on the cake. Dodoria put the visual and audio files of my fight up, huh? How about I put the visual and audio files of this latest embarrassment up? This'll be good…
"Haven't you tormented him enough?" #8 asks. "Heh, nope. The fun's just started. Fatty's gonna be the laughing stock when I publicize this!" I respond gleefully. "You're evil…" "And proud of it!"
There! I've uploaded it to the database. Now, where was it? There it is! The program I made, that messages everyone in the connected database. I use it to give everyone a link to the audio and visual file. I love this.
"All set, nothing left but to kick back and let word run along!" #8 shakes her head, I grin.
"So, how about a spar?" I ask #8. "Why? Don't you want to see what happens to Dodoria?" she mocks. "That'll take awhile. Let's spar." "Sure." We leave for the training area decked out in our armor.
"Wait… How about we go elsewhere?" I ask #8. "Elsewhere? Where else can we go? We're on a freaking space station!" "We're orbiting a planet right now, maybe we can land there…" I murmur. "Why not, let's check out a capsule." #8 responds.
We go to the blast off/landing zone. Checking out a capsule was no problem, and we head for a forested area in the planet below.
Five minutes later…
We land, exit, and prepare. "Ready?" #8 asks. "Always." #8 then jumps forward and swings her sword at me. I leap out of the way and kick her in the shin.
#8 points all of her fingers at me. Ten small lasers fly at me, two wing me. No matter, I charge up my blade and stab it into the ground. The ground starts to seemingly dig itself up in a straight line towards #8. When she moves, it follows. Finally, it catches up to her, a beam shoots right out from under her and flings her into the air.
I pull out my sword and leap after her. Even though I seemed to have it under control, I find her boot in my face. I get kicked on the side of my head with her other foot, and I ki blast her in the face.
#8 charges up a beam and fires it at me, using it as propulsion. I block the beam, but see #8 charging up a white ki ball. "Dodge this!" #8 yells. She flings the ki ball at me, I dodge it.
Feh. I dash at her and then fly upwards to catch her. "WHOOSH!" HUH! That ki ball just flied past me. I watch as it slows down and makes a U-turn. Damn, that thing's homing. I grin, #8 looks confused. Let it follow then.
I dash at #8 full speed. She tries to dodge, but I swing around behind her, grab her under her arms, and put my knee to her back. Where was that ki ball? There it is, I aim #8 towards it and dash at it full speed.
#8 finally sees what I'm doing and tries to break free, but she's too slow, and is hit right in the gut by her own attack.
While it did damage, she is unfazed. She'd better be, or there's something wrong with one of my upgrades. I get hit in the face, kicked in the gut, and then #8 breaks free by slipping under me.
"Very good…" Who? Wha? We both spin around in record time and see Freeza there in his hover chair. "You two seem to be powerful, and I've been wanting a good sparring opponent for a long time." He's not serious, he's still much stronger than us. "I want both of you to fight me. I won't go all out though." Freeza grins.
Well, as much as I want to back out, do I want to disappoint, not to mention look cowardly in front of, the leader of the Corps? Not really. #8 and I look at each other, nod, and prepare ourselves.
Chapter 27
I know we won't stand a chance, but might as well try our best. Well, at least this will be the ultimate test for that upgrade on power level increases. Unless we want to be killed by accident or something, we have to go all out.
Freeza steps out of his chair and beckons us to attack. We ready our swords and leap forward at the same time. Freeza disappears as we swing, we both jump up forward immediately and I see Freeza's foot appear where we were standing. Shit…
"Good, I think I understand where you two are at." Freeza smiles grimly and attacks. I get hit in the face with his fist and flung backwards. #8 flies right below Freeza, dodging his fist, and swings her sword upwards. Freeza catches the sword and uses it to fling #8 right at me. She slows herself down before she slams into me.
"Let's attack from opposite sides." #8 suggests. Good enough. We split up and rush Freeza. I swing first, and Freeza leaps over it. He was about to ki blast me when he gets hit in the back by #8. Freeza was unfazed and ki blasts #8 in the face instead of me.
I charge up my ki and leap upwards. Freeza dodges my kick. I unleash a flurry of kicks and slashes on Freeza. None of the attacks hit. Freeza kicks me in the gut, flinging me backwards.
I look up and see Freeza dashing at me. Damn, he's hard. All of us are airborne now. I flip behind Freeza and kick him in the back of the head. He grabs my foot, but #8 hits Freeza's arm with her sword. The blade just bounces off.
Freeza throws me into #8 and we both fly back. "Very good! You two work well as a team, I'm impressed. Don't stop though. Keep fighting." Fine… I charge up my Bloody Eraser while #8 charges up her 'Ultimate Ass Kicker'. I hope that isn't the beam's serious name.
We fire at the same time. Our beams mix into a huge green beam. The 'mega-beam' engulfs Freeza.
When the smoke clears, I see Freeza floating with his arms crossed over his face. He looks down at his forearms, they're slightly scorched. Freeza seems surprised. "This is much more than I'd expected. Let's see how well you do when I stop holding back as much now!" and Freeza leaps towards us.
A ki blast hits me in the face and I see Freeza grab #8 and sock her in the face. #8 stabs at Freeza's chest with all of her strength. She stabbed through Freeza's armor, but didn't do much else but scratch him. Freeza then knees #8 in the gut several times, socks her in the face, and flings her into the ground. All within the span of a second.
I rush at Freeza while charging my ki into my sword. Freeza just looks at me, and I unleash all of my stored up ki into a powerful beam. It didn't affect him one bit. Freeza just batted it away with his tail.
"I can see why you two are so successful. Even though you are both losing, you are doing very well. But it's time I finished this spar." Freeza says. I feel the fist in my gut before I can even see the movement. I keel over, not from pain, but that my spine will be severely warped if I don't. Freeza elbows me in the back of the head, hard.
I lose my orientation a bit, and I have to float back and refocus. Freeza, though, doesn't want to give me the chance to do so. He pulls his fist back and punches me at full force. I pull up my arms to block.
The force of the punch flings me into the ground. I yank myself out and decide to do my suicide move again. As quickly as possible, I charge up all of my ki into my sword and stab it into the ground. Freeza appears before me just in time. I unleash all of the raw power.
I'm flung back a long ways. Freeza is slightly burnt, but is pretty much unharmed. Even the ground below him is intact. I watch though, as #8 sneaks behind Freeza and charges her sword. She places the blade almost right on to Freeza's back, and fires.
This time, there's an effect, and Freeza staggers forward a bit. But then he back hands #8 full force, knocking her out cold.
"You have some very good tricks. You two will serve me well." Freeza says as he punches me in the gut and I pass out too
Later…
We wake up in a regeneration tank. At times like this, I'm glad I can't feel pain. I look down at my stomach. Freeza didn't just merely punch me, he put a hole in me too.
But my upgrade works all right! The power level increase is magnificent. Even though it was a brief battle, we went with some of our most powerful attacks.
My power level is now at 32,000 and #8 is 31,500.
By the looks of my wound though, I'm going to be here for a LONG while. But still, this kind of power level increase is amazing for only a matter of four or five days! I doubt I'll be able to obtain that kind of power again so quickly for a long while though.
Oh well, now it's time to catch some rest…