Alteverse: Part 2
Well, if you're reading this part, you probably know all the little details that I put here before. I'd like to say real quick that I appreciate all the nice comments I got. I tried to do you proud with this part, but I somehow doubt I that I did.
P.S.: I'm worthless at fight scenes, so imagine the most exciting fight you can think of, and insert it here.
Boring Disclaimer: Here it is again. I don't own DBZ or any character therein. I am not making a profit. Please don't sue me.
On with the story!
Chapter 5
Chichi had to admit that the little green men disturbed her more than a little. She was certain that everyone else felt the same, excepting, as usual, Piccolo, who seemed shaken by nothing. She spared a quick glance to see how the newcomer, Goku, was doing, and was more than a little surprised to see him grinning as if this were a game. She was still trying to process this when the fight began.
As there were seven of the "Saibamen" and seven Z-fighters, they would be fighting one-on-one. Chichi most certainly didn't have a problem with that. As the little alien approached, Chichi could feel that it's power level was slightly less than hers, but not by much. The fight was going fairly well, until she learned the hard way about acid in the thing's head. She had managed to avoid most of it, but she was now fighting with an injured arm.
During a brief lull, Chichi glanced around quickly to see how the others were doing. Piccolo and Tien were easily defending against their opponent, as was Krillin. Yamcha, however, was down, and Chichi couldn't see if he was dead or unconscious, but as there was nothing she could do either way, she kept her mind off the question. She couldn't see Chou-szu, but it was dawning on her that neither could she see Yamcha's former opponent. The thing had to be somewhere, probably sneaking up on one of the already-occupied fighters. As she returned to battling her alien, she sensed behind herself, and found no ki there. She was comforted by the fact that any of the Z-senshi would be able to tell if the little monstrosities was attacking from behind.
Except perhaps Goku. Chichi had no idea if he was able to sense ki, but in the short time they had been talking to him, he had not shown any indication of able to. Delivering a vicious kick to the Saibaman's midsection, she darted a desperate look to the other side of the battlefield. Sure enough, the extra alien was sneaking up on Goku, and preparing to fire it's acid at him. She stood in horror, utterly befuddled as to why the thought of him dying made her blood run cold. She had known him for all of ten minutes and didn't trust him at all, yet the very idea of living without him from now on was suddenly more than she could bear.
"GOKU, LOOK OUT!!!" she screamed. Without turning to look, without even acknowledging her, simply trusting her, Goku dove to the side. The Saibaman's acid flew onto its comrade's astounded form, apparently killing it. Goku simply got up and continued his fight with the new one.
Unfortunately for Chichi, her moment of shock and the warning to Goku, was just enough time for her opponent to catch her off guard. She was down in less time than it takes to tell. Strangely enough, she really didn't care that much. She had died to save Goku; that was enough for her to be at peace. With not enough time left to deceive herself, she admitted freely that she was in love, and had been since she first laid eyes on him. As long as he was alive and well, she could ask for nothing more. Not even her own life.
End of Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Kakarott was having fun.
There was no two ways about it, he was having more fun than he could remember having in a long while, but he couldn't for the life of him figure out why. It's not as if the Saibamen were any sort of challenge; he wasn't even using most of his power. In pure numbers, the power levels involved in this battle didn't even match spars between himself and Vegeta. But still…
Kakarott knew he could easily find the answer. There was one part of his mind that absolutely refused to lie to itself, ever, and right now, it was screaming one word at the top of its mental lungs: Chichi. He was having so much fun, because, for the first time, he was fighting side-by-side, back-to-back, with Chichi. He also realized that he even conceive of fighting without her ever again. There would be no point.
And with his mind cleared of anything but the exchange of blows, the battle-lust singing in his veins, Kakarott was able to acknowledge the bond that had formed when he first saw Chichi, that he had denied until now. He would destroy this world before he would let anything happen to her.
It was with this thought in mind that he turned slightly, just so he could see her fight. Instead, he saw her lying on the ground, the Saibaman standing over her in victory. His pleasure turned instantly and devastatingly into rage, a fury so strong that the tiny piece of his mind that was always cold and detached was surprised that it didn't tear the planet apart. As his rage continued to spiral upwards, ever upwards, he could feel the power pulsating around him. Everything had taken on a reddish tint, and all he could see was blood.
He heard a scream, an animalistic sound reminiscent of the cry of an Oozaru; he never realized that it was his own. That same, detached part of his mind noted that he felt different, stronger, but he didn't care; all sensation was lost in this overwhelming desire to rend, to kill. He would save Chichi, or he would give her a funeral pyre to match the gods'.
Leaping forward, he barely noticed killing the Saibaman he'd been fighting, on his way to Chichi. He didn't feel the splash of blood and gore, the result of the gruesome death he delivered. However, he was aware of the Saibaman that had been fighting with Chichi. If the death he had unknowingly given the other green man had been described as gruesome, then this one would go down in history as one of the great atrocities. He regretted that he had been so quick killing the Saibaman, but his first priority was Chichi.
Before an eye could blink he was on his knee beside her, gently, oh so gently, checking her pulse. She lived. The relief Kakarott felt was palpable. Only a lifetime of self-control kept him from crying like an infant. Instead he settled for holding her tight against his chest.
"Kakarott!!! What the hell is going on here?!" Vegeta's voice broke into the moment, shattering the mood, and bringing him back to reality. Quickly – but softly, never rough with such a delicate flower – Kakarott placed Chichi's still inert form back on the ground. She was only unconscious, a little nap would be good for her, and lying on the ground never hurt anyone.
Turning back towards his prince, ignoring the shocked stares of the Z-senshi and remaining Saibamen (he would get around to killing them later), he replied calmly, though a bit embarrassed, "Vegeta, um, I think we have a slight problem."
End Chapter 6
Sorry it's so short. As a matter of fact I'm just sorry. I'm aware that it's mushy, and just all around bad (though I am kinda proud of the part where he's mad). If you did happen to like it (course, if you do, you're a lot more generous than I am) please send comments and suggestions. I still don't know if Kakarott went SSJ or not. Any other little tips would be welcome. I'm a very bad writer when not in a fit of inspiration (and even then….). Anyway, don't wait too hard for the next part (fat chance); school is back in tomorrow. :(