Foreword
If I have learnt one thing so far about writing long pieces it is to never underestimate how many new ideas that come to my mind. Because of this, I have been writing a story that has developed basically word by word. I gave up doing a brief summary because I found that it is much easier to write off the top of my head. Unfortunately, I have discovered that writing off the top of my head causes a lot more to be written. Therefore my theory of writing short stories has flown out the window, this story is huge!! I have got to the stage where I am only going to introduce one new character a story now; it may make the "saga" a bit shorter.
For all of you fans of the original characters, I'm sorry if this story doesn't appeal to your taste of originality. However, there is some new I think you might find interesting. Not in the next piece (which will only be a short link between the two parts) but the piece after will contain most of the original DBZ characters. I'll say no more until I reach that particular piece. Please, if you have anything to say about this story, critical or not, I would just love you to review this. Most of you already know how much effort goes into writing stories, and you also know the jubilation that you can get from a simple review.
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A Dragon's calling part 3- Shadows of the heart
Goyan, now accompanied by Jeisen, continue on the path to the infamous city of stone. Can they release the curse of the townsfolk? And will a mysterious woman manage to rescue Goyan from his cage of hidden emotions?
Chapter 6
One..two..one..two. The punches began to come faster. Jeisen didn't know if he could keep up with this pace. Sweat was dripping off his face; his green gi saturated with perspiration. Goyan didn't even seem to be trying as his fists began to pound into the teen's shoulders, every blast like a ton of steel.
"C'mon Jeisen, don't begin to lower your guard now." The rhythm of the punches was abruptly broken by a sweeping kick. The boy landed hard on his back, tears coming to his eyes. The Saiyan stood above him, face still in it's normal pose, emotionless.
"Oww Goyan, what the hell was that for?" the teen asked, rubbing his back.
"You lowered your guard," was the curt reply. With that he began to walk back to the camp, folds of his blue gi rippling in the wind. The green haired boy grew red with anger. He wasn't about to let him get away with that cheap shot. Arching his back, he flung himself into the air, body enwrapping itself with a pale green ki. A roar echoed through the forest trees as he lunged at his mentor. But his attack was to no avail; a fast back flip into the air by his target caused the boy to crash into the ground. He quickly regathered himself only to be caught in a barrage of spin kicks. Sparring began all over again.
The shadowy figure paced up and down the cold corridor. He had known that the beasts would not be able to defeat the prophesised one, but they had been defeated much easier then he had expected. He now doubted that even Radditz could defeat a power like that, even with the power that his minion possessed. This didn't worry him tremendously; the Saiyan was expendable just like everyone else. If he failed, then another would take his place. There would always be a replacement, always!! The figure stopped abruptly, his black boots squeaking against the cold marble floor. He could not understand why he felt so scared of the Super Saiyan. His own power exceeded every Saiearthian on the planet put together. This man was barely a boy with power only a fraction that of his.
"Master, Radditz wishes to speak to you." The servant trembled as the figure turned towards him. He glanced at the stuttering fool for only a brief second, then began to head back to his throne.
"Very well, bring him in and I will talk to him." After a few minutes another figure appeared near the double doors, his huge build a ghastly comparison to the scanty servant. Sweat shimmered off the top of his forehead, a sign that he had been training hard.
"Master, you were right concerning the Chibi Oozaru. Goyan finished them off easily, as if they were nothing but a toy."
"I knew what happened to the Oozaru. Do you have any other information that you needed to interrupt me with?" The dark figure's voice now rose to a growl, indicating his patience for Radditz was fading. The Saiyan grinned secretively, enjoying the fact that he had managed to annoy his master.
"Yes master, I do. It seems that he has a partner now, some green haired teenager. His power level is high, 400,000 to be precise, but I doubt that he will cause us much trouble. The two were last seen sparring in the woods west of Shayiokenia, the famous city of stone. I presume that they are heading there next."
Now it was the figure's turn to grin. Shayiokenia had been a city of great natural recourses, or at least it had been until his army of darkness had invaded it, wrecking havoc on the population. Now it was all that the name suggested, a city of cold and lifeless stone. The only problem was that it held a great resistance, although that he could also used to his advantage. The villagers would be cautious of the strangers, and this would give him sufficient time to attack. He summoned the waiting warrior closer with a waving claw, informing him of his plan.
"I want you to take an army of troops to Shayiokenia. Wait until the prophesised one and his friend have adjusted to the city. Then you may attack with your full force."
"Am I allowed to participate in this battle?" The Saiyan asked, eyes burning with hope of a good fight. The shadow grinned under his dark hood.
"You may fight to your heart's content, my child. However this is your only chance to revenge your previous death. If you do not kill Goyan but return here to me, I will burn you inside out, nice and slow." His threat did not seem to worry the huge warrior. The grin on his face radiated total confidence in his mission.
"You won't have to worry about any of that. When I'm finished with the little bastard, there won't be enough ash for a decent cremation."
"We must be getting pretty close Goyan, I can feel a slight hint of energy dead ahead." The warrior looked at his young companion's forehead, creased in concentration. In two weeks alone, Jeisen had increased his powers dramatically. He could now lower his power level with the greatest ease, managing to raise it quickly when the need arose. His fighting abilities had rocketed, the tell tale signs of endless sparring splattered over his torn, dark green gi. Although his face remained locked in a frown, the Saiyan's eyes showed how much pride he had in the teenager.
"I can feel the energy too. By the looks of it, we should see the face of Shayiokenia any minute now."
Sure enough, the forest scrub cleared to show the edge of a deep valley. Down the bottom lay some sort of town, every building seeming to be built of grey stone. As the two fighters began to edge down the side of the steep cliff, they noticed that not just the buildings, but everything was made out of granite. Roads, walkways, even mailboxes were a dull grey. Like Tanyishen, it looked as if the town was desolate. Jeisen walked quietly for a few hundred metres, then snorted.
"This is a total waste of time. It looks like nobody's been here for ages." He stood still, crossing his arms in a look of impatience. Immediately he was jumped upon by two figures wearing grey cloaks. Goyan spun around to see the boy fling both of his attackers to the side. More began to seep out of the stone houses, armed with swords and bows. They began to surround them in a circle, pushing both of them into the middle, backs facing each other. There was no where else to go but…
"UP JEISEN, UP" he roared, and the two of them shot into the sky, moments before swords slashed at the ground they had been previously standing on. Jeisen began to power up for his gallet gun, but his mentor grabbed his arm.
"No, these are not our enemies, they're just confused villagers. We must talk to them before fighting." He said calmly.
"Try talking to that!!" the boy replied. A handful of the cloaked warriors had taken to the air, glowing a fierce grey. The two simultaneously dived backwards, letting their attackers fly harmlessly past them. More began to fly towards them, forcing them to land. Once on the ground again, they were confronted by a charging tide of swords and sticks. Goyan knocked most of them out of the way, turning to see how his partner was going. He was managing, but only just. After taking out another handful of charging villagers, he rolled over to where the boy was standing, leaping back up to take out another group, all carrying stone spears.
"Just keep defending yourself boy. We don't want anyone hurt."
"Yeah, so you keep telling me, WOAH!!" A blast of energy collided into Jeisen's chest, sending him hurtling into the air. He landed with a heavy thud, arms and legs immediately being grabbed by a bunch of grey-cloaked townspeople. He tried to scream out, but a hand covered his mouth as he was dragged away from the fighting scene. The crowd also seemed to disperse, leaving Goyan standing in the middle of the road, totally confused from what had just happened. It didn't take long for his warning senses to kick in. He looked up the road, eyes picking out the object straight away. 100 or so metres away stood another figure, long staff in hand. Instead of wearing grey, the person mounted a deep violet cloak, cape blowing sideways to reveal a magenta-coloured gi underneath. Goyan tried to get a power reading but came up with nothing. Whoever he was knew how to hide his true power level well. The only chance he had of avoiding a fight was to state that he was here in the name of peace.
"Please, we are not here to fight you," he called. The cloaked stranger pulled back into a fighting stance, thrusting his staff into the ground and pulling both hands raised above his head, letting them radiate a brilliant purple. Goyan crouched down into a defensive stance, waiting to see what the other side dished out. He didn't want to fight the same side, but he wasn't prepared to be run over by some cloaked stranger.
"MASENKO BLAST!!" the mysterious person roared. A pulse of energy exploded out of his hands, the sky taking on a brilliant mauve colour. Goyan prepared to punch-parry the blast, but his senses warned him that the power behind it was far too strong for a direct hit. Instead he back flipped a few metres and brought both hands out to his front. Blue ki energy began to radiate around his hands.
"BARRIER!!" he cried out loud. The power gathering in his hands burst forwards, forming a circular shield of energy. Ki met ki in a deafening crack. Both parties strained to keep their forces going, the purple warrior finally cutting his beam off. Instantly he flew into the air, grabbing his staff with his feet and pulling it into his hands. Goyan followed suit, body now rippling with an undeniable force field of blue energy. Both met in a mid-air collision, the cloaked stranger bringing the wooden staff over his crop of golden hair. The hit sent him hurtling to the ground, making land painfully on his but. Giddiness swept through his head as he tried to get up.
"You just signed a death warrant," he mumbled. The cloaked warrior fired towards him, staff extended with the pointy side aimed at his crotch. A quick roll to the side got him away from the glancing blow, but the stranger didn't stop. Just as Goyan flipped back onto his feet he was knocked down again by a flying kick. The staff came crashing down again, although this time being parried by his arms.
"Your good, but not good enough to defeat me yet," he said as the figure pushed the wooden staff down further against his arms. He waited until his opposition had his full weight in the wrestle before bringing a boot between his legs. When absolutely sure the other person was practically lying on him, he arched backwards, letting his momentum send the cloaked figure flying in the air. Using the zanzoken technique of light-speed movement, Goyan landed in the path of the flying warrior. A loud moan sounded in the air as an elbow sunk into the soft violet material, at the same time a free hand grasping at the hood. As the mysterious person fell to the ground, a wave of pure shock ran through the Saiyan. The mysterious warrior lay at his feet for a few moments, cascading blue hair running over her face. Bright green eyes winced as she brought her hands to her waist. He knelt down to help, but her free hand grabbed his wrist and hurled him over her head.
"You miserable, bastard Saiearthian" she coughed, bringing her hands above her head again, letting the deep purple energy radiate above her hands.
"MASENKO BLAST!!" she cried, letting another stream of energy escape her hands. This time Goyan made no attempt to deflect or dodge it, letting it hit him directly in front. The material of his gi ripped into shreds, revealing his muscular chest. The woman continued to force the blast out of her hands, even though her power level was running extremely low. Only a screaming voice made her stop, a stunned look over possessing the face of shear anger she had worn only moments ago.
"Stop it! He's the one; he's the one that saved me in the alleyway when those crooks were going to kill me. He's Goyan!"
Radditz stood in front of the line of men, eyeing each and every one of them. All of them wore true Saiyan armour like himself. Most of them had a grin their face. To vandalise a town to them was like a child receiving a present on Christmas morning. It was something they had to wait a long time for, and only got it if they deserved it. This eagerness pleased their squadron leader, who at the moment was going over them one last time. But quality inspection wasn't running through the big brute's mind. It was the immediate future, the pleasure of doing what he had wanted to do for so long.
It was going to be perfect. The death of the little shit was going to be the best death he ever had the pleasure of executing. The suffering that Vegeta and Trunks had cursed upon him would soon be lifted.
Chapter 7
"Hey buddy, looks like that chick gave you a good beating." Jeisen couldn't help but grin as Goyan examined every detail of his body. A sensu bean had fixed all the broken bits, but the Saiyan looked as if something was wrong. In the end the only thing damaged was his pride, and that would heal eventually. If it hadn't been for Shari, the young girl that had ran out screaming, Goyan could have been as good as dead. Not because he was overpowered by a better opponent, but because his stubbornness had stopped him from battling a girl. This thought made the boy's grin widen. The heart of rock was showing a slight crack.
"How's he doing?" a quiet voice asked. Jeisen turned his head to the door. Shari stood just outside the small bedroom, hands clasped around Goyan's restitched gi. She didn't show any indication of moving further.
"Come and see for yourself," he said, hand stretched out in a welcome. The girl hesitated briefly before gingerly walking in. The navy blue suit dropped to the ground as her eyes caught onto Goyan's topless chest.
"Oh…Umm… sorry," she stuttered, face glowing a bright red. The two men stood side-by-side, one expressionless and the other trying hard to contain his laughter. She quickly scooped up the dropped clothing and thrust it into the warrior's hands. Her eyes glued themselves onto the floor, not daring to look up again.
"My father, the head of Shayiokenia, is holding a big feast tonight. You two are both invited to join us as special guests. We'll have the best food prepared and good drink as well. And I'm sure Alura will want to talk to both of you." Jeisen cocked his head to the side.
"Who's Alura?" he asked.
"She's my sister, and the head of the town's mafia. She was the girl that fought you this morning Goyan."
"Oh," he said, "I best come and apologise to her." The big man looked slightly more miserable then normal. Shari seemed to pick this up straight away and looked him in the eye, forgetting about his state of nakedness.
"No, you did nothing but defend yourself. We are the ones that should be apologising. If you hadn't saved me in that alleyway, I would have been dead. We should be thanking you instead of attacking you." The girl looked at his face for another few moments before going red again.
"Anyway, the parties being held in the town hall. It's that really big stone building up the road. You can't miss it." She turned and hurried out the door. Jeisen began laughing hysterically, Goyan not seeing anything funny.
"You must either be the most humble person I've ever met or the most stupid," the boy said, still cackling. "Every girl that sees you seems to go gaga, and you act like you don't even notice. You need a girlfriend man. Hey, that Alura girl was pretty damn good looking, even if she did try to kill you. Maybe you could talk to her tonight, you know, about fighting tactics."
"I will be talking to her tonight, but only to apologise for attacking her. Besides, we have to find out wether these people need our help or not. If they don't I want to be out of here early tomorrow morning, before daybreak." The half naked man pulled on his white T-shirt, closely followed by his new gi. The folds of soft material draped across his muscles, narrowing down to his waist before finally disappearing under his red belt. Baggy pants followed, tucked in under fighting slippers. Jeisen had always seen himself as a fashion statement in his own green gi and red shirt, but this guy left him in the shadows. With a final adjustment to his armbands, Goyan looked like the ultimate fighting machine once again.
"C'mon kid, just because we had a slight tiff with the locals this morning doesn't mean you get out of any serious training." The boy groaned loudly but began heading for the door, knowing that he was in for a very long afternoon.
"He's a handsome bugger, isn't he?" the bearded man elbowed his daughter lightly in the ribs. She looked up into his face, green eyes flaring.
"Papa, please," the woman said, but she couldn't help but admit that the stranger was extremely good looking. She watched as he advanced through the crowd, a strand of blonde hair falling lazily over his cold blue eyes. He seemed to sense her stare, quickly bringing his eyes to the table she sat at. Gasping with shock, the girl quickly sat up straight in her chair, looking straight ahead at her younger sister and cousin. Shari grinned evilly at her sister.
"What's the matter Alura, Scared? Maybe it would help if I called them over here." The girl stood up and began waving at the two men. The younger one saw her immediately and indicated for his partner to follow. The elder sister stared at her sibling furiously while their young-teen cousin cacked himself silly.
"You little bitch, look what you've done. Oh my God, they're coming towards us." The young man and the small girl began to snicker, much to the girl's annoyance. Her father wrapped an arm around her shoulder.
"It's okay dear, they're only two boys. You almost killed one of them earlier, so I suppose you better talk to him at least a little tonight." The man said, forced sympathy in his voice. The girl glanced at him furiously, preparing to say something nasty but stopping herself quickly. The green haired boy stood at the table, his friend standing behind him, arms crossed.
"Hey Shari," the boy said happily. The man nodded politely, face remaining in a frown.
"Hi Jeisen, hi Goyan," she replied, standing up and moving over to them. A small growl escaped her father's throat.
"Shari, are you going to introduce us to these gentlemen?" he asked, a tone of annoyance in his voice. He expected every member of his family to act formerly at these parties. However the message never sank in with the youngest. Ever.
"Oh, sorry. Guys, meet Goyan and Jeisen. You two, this is my older cousin, Kyan." The boy smiled mischievously at the two strangers. The other boy began to grin. They hadn't even talked to each other yet, but the two of them already had plenty in common. The girl continued.
"This is my father, the leader of the town." The man stood up and shook hands with the two visitors.
"My name is Pyra, and I welcome both of you two Shayiokenia. I must apologise sincerely for having my villagers attacking you this morning. Please understand that we could not tell if you were friend or foe."
"That's completely understandable sir," Goyan replied. "From what I have seen you have every right to be wary of strangers." The reply seemed to make Pyra relax, hands welcoming them to sit at the table. He completely forgot about his oldest daughter, who at had began to scowl. As he turned around, his hand went to his mouth in surprise.
"I totally forgot about you dear," he said. "May I introduce to you my daughter Alura. I believe you have already met her Goyan." The younger three snickered at this remark. Even the old man could not help grinning a bit, however his beard managed to conceal most of his amusement. Unlike Alura who had begun to blush furiously, Goyan remained undisturbed. He extended his hand as a greeting. The woman looked at it for a second before reaching out to take it. She was amazed at how soft his hands were.
"It's my pleasure to meet you Alura. If I hurt you in our small battle then please accept my apologies." He looked her straight in the eye, face showing little emotion.
"On the contrary. I must apologise for attacking you. If I had taken a moment to realise that you had come to help us none of this would of happened. I am truly sorry for what I did to you." Pyra seemed to become irritated with the conversation between the two people.
"Come and sit down. You can say how sorry all you like over dinner." The two of them began to sit down, the Saiyan tugging at his hand. Alura went bright red again when she realised that she was still holding on to him. She dropped it immediately and sat down next to her father. Goyan sat directly opposite her, next to Jeisen. He, Kyan and Shari were talking excitedly over something. It had been a long time since the boy had talked to someone his own age besides Melena. His mentor thought it would probably do him good.
"Your dinner sir," a voice said. A huge plate of steamed meat and vegetables were placed in front of each member of the table. With the exception of Goyan, everyone began to tear into his or her food. Halfway through his piece of meat, Jeisen glanced over at his partner. He was drumming his knuckles on the table, staring at the plate in front of him. Pyra also noticed that he wasn't eating.
"Is there something wrong with the food?" he asked, a frown plastering his face. Goyan looked up slowly from the plate. Before he could say anymore, his younger comrade jumped in.
"Oops, I forgot to tell anyone. Goyan here only eats rice. That, water and the odd sensu bean is his entire diet." The rest of them looked at the Saiyan with a puzzled look on their face. Obviously uncomfortable, he glanced back at the food.
"I burn energy rather fast. I need plenty of carbohydrates to keep up with my bodies energy demands." The excuse seemed to work. After calling over the chef, Pyra discovered that there was no rice in the hall. He demanded someone find some, but Goyan refused, lying that he had plenty to eat before he came and all he needed was a glass of water. The old chief snorted briefly, then went back to his happy dinner conversation. While he talked his daughter sat there silently, watching the stranger opposite her. He never seemed to smile or show any sign of happiness. She would stare at him to the point where she was unaware of him looking back. Finally she would break out of her trance, blush a bright red then look away. The three kids down the end would begin to laugh hysterically. Finally Pyra ordered them away from the table. Shari suggested that they went to the dance floor where a lot of other villagers were. Before anyone could notice anything, they were gone, leaving the three adults at the table to discuss more serious subjects. Goyan started off.
"The reason we are here is to find out if there has been any serious trouble here lately. Tanyishen was totally desolate when we found it, so we immediately thought that you might have had some problems as well." The old man sighed and looked at his daughter, who gave him a slight shrug of the shoulders.
"We always are having problems here. People come to the city of stone looking for a better life, but get so disappointed when they finally arrive they decide to wreck whatever they can find. The darkness does that. Because of this we have trained all of our villagers with basic fighting techniques so they can defend themselves. Not only that, but Kyan and Alura here a both very skilled fighters."
"I don't know much about Kyan, but I know that your power is incredible." Alura thought her heart was about to stop when he said that, but the look on his face told her he was merely stating a fact, not congratulating her at all. She felt slightly disappointed. Goyan picked it up immediately. He could not help but admire the girl that sat in front of him. The purple gi she had worn before had now been replaced by a magenta evening dress, sides split to enhance walking and to show of a pair of shapely legs. Rich blue hair ran over her face, covering bright green eyes and a delicate, porcelain like face. When she had stood up the Saiyan had taken notice of her slim, yet firm figure. She was indeed beautiful, but he could not let himself feel any emotions for her. That would make him weak once more. His attention quickly snapped back to Pyra, who had turned his eyes to another table.
"Excuse me, but I think that I might mingle in with the crowd for a while. I'm sure you two will manage without me for a while." The old man stood up and disappeared into the crowd, leaving Goyan and Alura alone. They sat in silence for a few moments, both waiting for the other to begin a conversation. Finally she built enough confidence to speak.
"You know, I didn't believe anyone could possess the kind of power that you do. Even when you did begin to take the offensive, you were holding back, weren't you?"
"I didn't want to hurt you in the first place, but I had no other choice. I didn't know that you were a …"
"What, a woman? That's why you let me hit you. All of you males are the same; you won't fight against a female warrior because you're afraid that you might hurt us, but when you do we usually beat you. Ironic isn't it?" Alura's voice now sounded completely unfazed. She glared daringly at him, brushing a strand of long hair away from her face. Goyan simply looked at the glass of water in his hands, frowning. Now she felt guilty for insulting him.
"I'm sorry, I hope I didn't offend you," she said, glancing at the dance floor. Her younger sister was being flipped around by Jeisen, while Kyan stood there laughing. Suddenly a strange compulsion swept over her.
"Would you like to dance?" she asked the man in a soft, shy voice. He continued to look at his glass.
"Thankyou for the invitation, but I don't really know how." His voice hinted that he was still contemplating it in his head. Alura didn't want to waste her chance.
"It's not really hard, I can teach you," she said optimistically. He simply shook his head and began to stand up. She once again noted the muscular frame of his body,
"Once again, thankyou but no. I better go now and get some sleep. I want to be awake before sunrise so we can get going by dawn. Thankyou for your time Alura, it was a pleasure meeting you." He nodded his head and began to walk off. Alura watched as he had a brief conversation with her father. They shook hands, the older man looking slightly upset at what had been said. Then he walked over to where Jeisen, Kyan and Shari were, shaking hands with two of them and whispering something into Jeisen's ear. This time it was the green haired boy who looked upset, but he nodded. With that done Goyan left the party.
"Are you alright dear?" her father asked, placing a hand on her shoulder. She nodded, but inside she felt as if she was on the verge of tears. Her father pulled her into a hug, whispering comforting words into her ear.
"Emotions can be a real pain in the ass dear, but true love will always have a way of joining two separated souls."
The soldiers waited at the top of the valley. Their leader leaned against a tree, making the last adjustments to his scouter. The men looked at him eagerly, but he refused to budge.
"Don't worry boys, we'll go in the morning. When I kill those bastards, I want some decent light to see them suffer." The men grinned and sat back, finally relaxing. Radditz looked over the valley and sneered at the lights.
"And I will kill you bastard…"
Chapter 8
The Saiyan began to walk up the steep, cliff-face track. The green haired boy trudged along behind him, his face looking even sourer then his mentor's. Not only was he being dragged away from his new friends earlier then expected, but also he had been woken up extremely early. Goyan had wanted to be out of town before anyone began to stir. The old excuse of not causing a fuss was beginning to wear thin.
"Hey Goyan, don't you think it's rude to be up and out of town before thanking anyone for the time we had? It was the best time I've had for years, besides the being blown away part." They continued to move on, the man ignoring his friend. Still, Jeisen did not give up.
"HEY GOYAN!! It's not fair what you're doing here. Kyan is the only boy my age that I've seen for more then five years. I didn't even get to exchange fighting techniques with him."
"Well, you can go back to Shayiokenia if you want to, but I'll be going on without you," was the calm response. That shut Jeisen up for a good half hour. Just as Goyan thought that he was going to have some piece the little shit started up again.
"You know, I think you're running away, that's what. The mighty Goyan, heart of ice, is afraid that he might be taking an interest in one particular girl. And that one particular girl shows a lot of interest in him." The boy grinned as the man stopped, turning sharply on the heel of his foot. He had hit home with the last remark and was standing up for a second innings.
"I just can't figure you out. You're definitely not gay. Every girl that sees you basically undresses you with her eyes. The second most beautiful woman I have ever seen, besides darling Melena, has the hots for you big time. And it's not like you didn't show any interest in her either, mister I can't smile because it's going to crack my face. You're a dead set chicken!!" Jeisen concluded his speech with a triumphant look on his face. Goyan looked at him coldly for a moment, but then closed his eyes, taking on a calm aura again.
"You're forgetting what our mission is. It's not to gallivant and party. It's to stop this darkness and get revenge for our friends and family. Like I said before, you can go back to Shayiokenia, but the promise you made to your family will be broken." The boy looked at the ground, shoulders sagging. Once again, his teacher had upstaged him.
"I'm sorry Goyan, I lost perspective. You're right, we have to move on." The man nodded and began to start again. Almost immediately the two of them spun towards the backwards direction.
"Somebodies attacking Shayiokenia!!" Jeisen said, voice sounding alarmed. Goyan's eyes darted back and forth along the horizon. Something was very, very wrong.
"It looks like you get it your way kid. Let's go." Blue and green energy flared around their bodies, hair billowing in the artificial wind. They roared towards the town, both carrying clenched fists.
"That's the way boys, keep up the good work!" Alura watched in disgust as the big man with the tail shouted orders. The men, if you could call them men because most of them were of alien appearance, continued to destroy the stone buildings. Villagers, all dressed in grey cloaks and carrying spears and swords, tried to slow down the invaders but were pushed away like toys. For once they were outnumbered.
"Hey babe, you look juicy," a voice from behind said. She turned to see a huge, purple skinned monstrosity in front of her. The creatures burning red eyes traced over her entire body, as if he could see through the magenta gi she wore. She looked at him coldly and let her energy level rise. The scouter on the creature's face beeped harshly but he had no time to respond. A quick karate chop snapped his neck, dropping him onto the floor in a lifeless heap. The girl grinned slightly, but realised that raising her energy level had attracted more fighters to her presence. She knocked out another two with a sweeping high kick, but more kept coming from all angles. All of them wore evil grins as they circled her, two of them floating in the air in case she tried to fly off. There was no chance of calling for her cousin or father because they were too heavily locked in their own battles. Closing her eyes, she began to hope for a miracle.
"KAMEHAMEHA!!"
"GALICK-HO!!"
The two blasts of ki wrapped around each other like a pair of snakes. Many of the soldiers tried to dodge the explosion but failed, burning heat turning them into nothing but scorched flesh. Alura felt a blast of hot air against her face, followed by a cloud of thick smoke. After a few minutes it began to clear and she could see the two lone men in the air, side-by-side, taking out the warriors who continued to lunge at them. Blazing in a purple light, she too joined them in the sky.
"What took you so long?" she asked, ramming her fist into the nearest face she could find. Blood spurted onto her pale lavender undershirt, dark splotches causing it to go a brownish colour.
"Gee, we save your life and this is how you talk to us. Have you no shame?" Jeisen grinned at her before turning to clobber another Saiearthian. He brought his hands down like a hammer, crushing the skull into the brain. On the other side Goyan was being charged by two at once. He simply swung out of the way in the last minute, letting them crash into one another. Materialising beside them, he grabbed both of their thick heads and smashed them together. He did this twice before dropping letting them drop a good 200m to the ground.
"You two stop jabbering," he said sternly. "Jeisen, go find Kyan, Shari and Pyra. I'm sure they could use some help. When you find them, bring them here. Meanwhile, Alura and I will hold off these shitheads." The boy looked at his friend and gave him a sly grin before flying off. If Goyan hadn't been fighting so hard, he would of beaten him to a pulp. Alura just floated there, a dumb look on her face.
"What do you want me to do?" She asked him just as another attacker flew at her. The Saiyan countered him with a ki blast. He then turned to her.
"Do you know the Shishin No Ken technique?" he asked her. No more invaders with Saiyan armour attacked them. Alura quickly realised that they had redirected their attacks on the buildings, especially those with women and children in them.
"No, what the hell is it?" she asked, eyes not leaving the ground. He extended his arm towards her.
"Hold my hand," he ordered. The command stunned her briefly but the look on his face told said this was not for social reasons. She placed her small hand in his large one, the warm skin making her arm tingle.
"Now concentrate on your body. Let it absorb the energy I give you." Another tingling sensation ran through her hand, but this time it was quite different. She could feel her body growing lighter, her arms stretching further and further apart. Then she seemed to snap, her body splitting into four different pieces. Goyan followed, letting himself separate into four different entities, each an exact replica of the original. The eight figures floated in the air for a few more moments before heading towards the ground. The shock on the pillagers faces gave Alura a warm feeling inside. The four of her began to attack, each one almost as strong as her original body, thanks to the extra ki given to her. Soon most of the invaders had been killed or rendered unconscious. The last few retreated back to safer soil, where they began to regather themselves. The eight entities began to mould back into two separate people.
"That was amazing," Alura said, looking over her clothing. The blood that had been on her clothes had vanished as soon as she split. Goyan checked himself over as well; making sure that the last attack had not altered his physical figure. Satisfied, he looked over to Alura.
"They will come back, but they will take some time. I need you to gather the last of your fighters and bring them here. Tell them to gather as much ki energy into themselves as possible. I'm going to see if Jeisen needs my help." With that he took off again, leaving her alone. At least this time she knew he would be back.
"Get off my cousin you bastard!!" yelled Kyan, hands firing balls of grey energy at the huge, hairy man that was strangling Shari. Laughing, he knocked the blasts away with a swing of his hand. Meanwhile his arm tightened around the small girl's neck. The boy knew she could only last a few more minutes, her face already going a ghastly purple. Still, there was nothing he could do. His ki was already running low and his uncle was no use, his leg being smashed while fighting.
"Is that all you got twerp?" the huge beast asked, eyes glowing a bright yellow. Blast of energy ripped out of them, just narrowly missing the boy. He rolled to the side, countering the continuing attacks with a weak ki shield. His face was dripping with sweat. There was not much time left.
"KYAN, CATCH THIS!!" He turned his eyes up to see a long, dark object falling through the air. It fell into his extended arm; a long katana in it's sheath. The blade shone bright silver as he drew it out into the air.
"THROW IT!!" the voice cried behind him. Panicking, Kyan did what he was told, the blade darting furiously at the man holding his cousin. He laughed again as it simply flew past the side of his face. He didn't notice the other boy appear behind him, grabbing the hilt of the sword and swinging around his head.
"What a waste of a perfectly good…" his voice was cut off as the katana sliced cleanly through his neck. A look of sheer horror crossed his face for a moment before it rolled onto the ground, dismembered body following it. The lens on the scouter was crushed into his eyesocket, causing the vitreous humour to run along the ground. Shari coughed and spluttered for a few moments while air rushed through her lungs. Jeisen knelt down beside her, making sure she was alright. The girl was pale but otherwise fine. Kyan joined them, giving the sheath back to his friend.
"It's a good thing that you showed up in time," he said, still tired from the loss of energy. They sat for a few moments regaining their strength.
"Where's Pyra?" Jeisen asked, eyes searching for the old man. A moan came from behind the old tin shed they were leaning against. Inside the old man lay, hand clutched around his bandaged leg. He took a quick glance at the boy before passing out. The teen picked him up easily and carried him outside where the other two lay, almost back to full strength.
"C'mon, let's go. Goyan and Alura are waiting for us," he said. A combined flash of green and grey energy flashed in the opening as the four began to speed back to the town centre.
"Don't let them get to you so easily!!" Radditz barked at his men. "They should be all dead, all of them except for that Super Saiyan!! How long will I have to wait for you all to finish this bunch of weaklings? You are warriors and they are farmers. They're still kicking your ass!!" The men looked at him with mixed reactions. The ones that had not gone out yet were begging for a chance, while the others sat back tiredly. They couldn't care less about the annoying villagers. The prospect of basic plundering had quickly dissolved by the resistance. Besides, they were afraid of that strange blonde haired man and his girly friend. One stood up, although not entirely without fear, and questioned his leader.
"Sir, with the greatest respect, why don't you go out and fight? It's not that we don't want to, but we're just no match for that Goyan guy and his friends. You're at least as strong as he is, why don't you take care of him?" The young warrior closed his eyes, expecting to be blown away. Instead, Radditz just grinned.
"I like you kid, you've got the guts to stand up and question what you think is an act of cowardice by you leader. I understand that the guy out there is extremely strong and it will take a bit to defeat him. But rest assure, all of you, I WILL defeat him."
"Is this everybody?" Goyan asked Alura. She nodded solemnly before turning back to the handful of villagers left. All of them were the strongest fighters in the town; the invaders had simply vanquished the others. However, all of the remaining were now tired and distressed from the fighting. They wanted it over and done with so they could bury their loved ones.
"This is what's going to happen," continued Goyan. "Those guys are pretty tired right now, but soon there going to be charging at us from that cliff over there." All faces followed his fingers to the steepest side of the valley. He continued. "We need to have enough ki for one spectacular blast and then some left over for knocking off the remaining ones. This way it can be done quickly, with surprise and conserving most of our energy. Any questions?" Nobody objected. "Good, get ready. I have a feeling we won't have to wait long for another ambush. Kyan, Alura, Jeisen and I will follow the first attack with a second blast. Get ready, only a few more minutes."
"Umm…" The sound of the villagers gathering up their ki blasts made the air hum slightly. Hands began to wield balls of radiating energy. Eyes remained focused on the rocky cliff in front of them.
"NOW!!" Goyan cried as he saw the first invader charge down into the valley, unaware of his foreboding death. Cries of sokidan fire, galick-ho, masenko blast, Bakurikimaha and more filled the air as the villagers performed their personal blast attacks. Brilliant beams of blue, red and grey energy filled the sky. They could hear the cries of pain as the front line of warriors were disintegrated in the fire attack. The ones that managed to come out unscathed began to run back for shelter. Goyan signalled for Kyan, Alura and Jeisen to take to the sky.
"KAMEHAMEHA!!"
"GALICK-HO!!"
"BAKURIKIMAHA!!"
"MASENKO BLAST!!"
The four beams merged into a single ultimate one. The invaders could only watch in horror as the attack levelled out the cliff face, their shelter being left in the open. Angry villagers began taking out the unready warriors, leaving the camp looking like a wasteland. Dismembered limbs floated down into the valley, accumulating on the large pile that already existed in the stone city. The attack came so fast that the invaders didn't bother to retaliate; but chose to run away instead.
"Everybody back to the city!!" Goyan yelled, pulling away from the partially destroyed cliff face. Immediately he was followed by the rest of the villagers. Alura and Kyan flew behind, blasting away the few warriors who tried to make an attack from behind. It took only a few minutes for everybody to be inside the stone hall. They were all tired, but no one was injured or missing.
"We've done it!! We've beaten the bastards!!" Pyra's speech to his men brought on wave after wave of cheering and applauding. For the time being they had forgotten about the people who had died fighting the pillagers. They wanted to rejoice in the fact that they had taken out almost an entire army by themselves. The only one that did not look happy was Goyan, who stood up the back of the stone hall, his arms crossed and eyes closed. He knew that it was not over just yet. Something in the air was wrong. He just couldn't figure it yet.
"Hey Goyan, stop being such a tight ass and come over here," Jeisen yelled, one arm around Kyan's shoulder and another over Shari's. He was having a great time, oblivious to the humming in the air.
"Jeisen, we can't spend much more time here. Start making your goodbyes now." The boy looked upset, but seemed to grasp on to his mentor's nervousness. The disappointment quickly became a serious frown as the boy began shaking hands with his new, and very confused, friends. Goyan had already gone outside and was probably waiting.
"Jeisen, are you going? Where's Goyan? Isn't he going to say goodbye?" Alura blocked the direction in which Jeisen was walking. He looked at her with an angry, almost desperate, look on his face.
"We have to go pretty fast Alura so I hope you understand. I think Goyan is feeling something that no one else can pick up on. I'm starting to sense it too. We have to go now or this town might see more trouble. I'm sorry." With that he sidestepped her and headed for the door. Alura just stood there, face tangled with a scowl. If the bastard wasn't going to say goodbye, then that was just fine with her.
The clouds seemed to be darkening over the horizon. It looked like a storm might be coming in. Goyan began to worry. This was no ordinary storm; he could feel the dark energy radiating. Something extremely evil was near and that evilness was causing the bad weather to come over. Now all he wanted to do was to get Jeisen and get the hell out of Shayiokenia.
"Hello Goyan," called a deep voice from above. The Saiyan's eyes shot up to the rooftops. There, on the rooftop of the house he had stayed in, stood a huge figure dressed in true Saiyan armour. Dark, shaggy hair ran down his head and over his broad shoulders. A long, furry tail swung side to side in the air. The evil that this person radiated was the greatest that he had ever felt.
"Who are you and what do you want?" he asked, crouching into a fighting position and letting his power level rise slightly. A thin blue aura formed around his body, the light reflecting of the black clouds above.
"My name is Radditz. I have been waiting for quite a while to meet you, prophesised one." He floated down to the ground, standing only a few metres away from Goyan. The evil aura that he projected was overwhelming. "I have come to do nothing but destroy you. I was once a great Saiyan fighter, the best third class Saiyan there was. But my half brother and his friends destroyed me, sent me to a dimension of hell and torture. I have been there for nearly a century, a century of pain. But the master has revived me and given me greater power that I could ever imagine."
"What do you want from me?" asked Goyan, slightly puzzled at this man in front of him. His power was similar, he had felt it before.
"It's simple, I want revenge. Your great grandfather Vegeta was my commander for many years. He made me look worthless and pitiful for most of my life. He died before I had the pleasure of killing him. You are the last of his descendants, so you will pay for your ancestor's mistake." The man in front of him began to glow with a bright orange colour, muscles building up the side of his arms. Goyan lifted his power level again ready to fight.
"I know you, you're the one that was commanding those brutes this morning!!" yelled Alura at the strange man. She, along with Kyan and Jeisen had sprinted out of the hall, energy beams powered up in their hands. Radditz just grinned and turned his attention back to his opponent.
"No, this fight is between me and him," said Goyan, eyes not leaving the towering evil in front of him. His words came out calm but had an eerie effect about them. The three other fighters immediately backed off, each with a look of terror on their faces. The two men just stood in their fighting positions.
"Oh, just one thing before we get started. I think that you have the unfair advantage of being a Super Saiyan. Not to worry, I'll just even the score." The man grinned as a huge flash engulfed his body. Long, black hair became stiff and blonde. Deep brown eyes became an emerald colour. Huge muscles flexed once before becoming even bigger. Alura and Jeisen watched in horror as the man in front of her began the stranger began to change, began to look like Goyan himself.
"Are you ready yet?" Goyan asked, seemingly unbothered by his opponent's sudden evolution to Super Saiyan. The response didn't worry Radditz at all. He merely grinned at the calm man in front of him and pulled back into his fighting stance.
"I'm ready when you're ready," he said softly.
"Good, then let's get this over and done with." Immediately the two men sprang towards each other, meeting in the middle with extended fists. They moved so fast that only Jeisen and Alura's trained eyes could follow their movements. However, even they could only see sharp streaks of light clashing at each other for a few moments before flying off again. The speed only slowed down when one of them would land a good blow on the other. Goyan would land a hard kick into Radditz's stomach, sending him flying into a nearby building. He would recover in time to deflect another sharp kick, this time grabbing the ankle and pulling his opponent into the wall with him. Goyan would pick himself up, lunge at Radditz and thus the cycle started again.
"They're both dead set equal," Jeisen whispered to Alura. She nodded. The two men had now been fighting above the speed of light for almost half an hour now and showed no signs of stopping. Kicks, punches and ki blasts came one after another, both trying to find a hole in his enemy's defence. Finally they began to slow down enough for everybody to see them, although their attacks seemed to have more and more strength behind them. Radditz threw a punch at Goyan, who somersaulted harmlessly away. The fist landed into a stonewall, leaving several distinctive fist marks. The villagers gasped in awe as they began to realise that he had not thrown one punch, but several at super light speed. The attack had drained his power level immensely, leaving him huffing and panting. The crowd urged the other Saiyan to take advantage but he too, was low on energy. Jeisen began to shrug his shoulders.
"He just can't keep this up. His going to need our help sooner or later." Alura looked at the two fighters and shook her head.
"No, I have a feeling that Goyan needs to do this alone. It's something about the other fighter, something that has to do with Goyan himself." The rest of the group looked at Alura with a stunned look on their faces, especially Jeisen. Somehow she was beginning to mentally link with his mentor, like he had done when he first trained with him. She could read him and understand what he was feeling, even when he showed nothing on his face. Even now she understood that the Saiyan had to beat his adversary alone.
"I think you're right Alura. He has to do this one alone…"
"C'mon you weakling, I've got plenty left for you." Radditz was grinning even though he clutched his ribs painfully. Goyan pretended to be almost dead, although a quick sensu bean out of his pouch had quickly healed his wounds. He now had energy to burn and burn fast. He just had to wait for the right moment.
"Let's go runt, I want to have the pleasure of killing you while your standing." The other Super Saiyan began to limp closer to the crouching warrior. He was only metres away from him now, eyes scouting the rubbles. It was now or never.
"KAIOKEN TIMES 30!!" he roared, bursting out of his shelter. Radditz twisted sharply to face him, but the increased speed and strength gave Goyan the advantage. A quick zanzoken attack left Radditz's back open; letting his opponent to land a double footed kick into the small of his spine. The red flame shot around again, this time meeting the crumpling soldier with an elbow to the chin. The blow knocked him into a nearby stonewall. The red fire still blazed around Goyan as he hovered over the pile of rubble. He heard a soft chuckle emerge from the stones.
"Nice trick. Fancy me not knowing you would be loaded with sensu beans as well. It must mean I'm not the only one that plans for a tough battle."
The rubble began to shift as Radditz crawled out. In his hand laid a small green bean. He quickly threw it into his mouth and began to crunch. Goyan pulled back and began rejuvenating the kaioken energy that had began to seep away. Small cuts on the soldiers back began to heal up and bruised muscles began to bulge again. The soft chuckle became a sinister laugh.
"You think that you're the only one that has power like that? I can match you attack for attack boy. KAIOKEN TIMES 40!!" A red flame, bigger than Goyan's, burst out of Radditz. He ripped into the air, landing both his fists into the waiting opponent. The soldier now had the advantage over the warrior in both speed and strength. Goyan knew that if he was going to be able to beat him, he would have to pull his power up even further.
"KAIOKEN TIMES 50!!" he roared. Once again the red fire around his body became even stronger. He now quickly darted behind Radditz and knocked him away with another flying phoenix fist. The blast only seemed to anger the warrior who powered up for a kaioken times sixty. Now the villagers watched as a battle of power increasing began. One would boost his attack only to have the other better that by ten. The two red entities seemed to be growing bigger and bigger by the moment. Muscles looked to tense that they were about to burst. However, whenever somebody seemed to be fading, they would swallow another sensu bean and come back stronger than before.
"It's only a matter of time before somebody drops," Jeisen said. "Look at their muscles, they're going to burst!!"
"How many sensu beans has Goyan got in that pouch?" Kyan asked worriedly. His younger cousin grabbed onto his side tightly, her small face clenched with fear. Jeisen stood silently for a moment, watching the two warriors speed around in the air.
"I don't know, but I hope he's got more than the other bloke," he said.
The dark figure watched on as his soldier and his enemy battled in the air. He knew that they could not continue much longer without their bodies giving in. His dark eyes glimmered underneath his dark hood.
"It's time to do a bit of work," he said as he reached for the small blue ball that hung around his neck.
"I'm tiring of you asshole," Super Saiyan Radditz roared as he collided with Goyan again. A punch thrown by him was intercepted and his arm was yanked behind his back. The pain was excruciating, but a sensu bean quickly fixed that. He pulled his kaioken attack up once more, spinning into the sky towards his opponent. The other man saw him coming and powered up for a ki attack.
"KAMEHAMEHA!!" he roared, letting an unbelievably powerful beam of energy hurtle towards the darting object in front of him. A grin spread across Radditz's face as he began to pull back his hands as well.
"KAMEHAMEHA!!" he replied, letting an equally powerful beam radiate from his hands. The ki forces collided together with a huge explosion, each one destroying the other. Sparks of white-hot fire shot into the sky like fireworks.
"I told you I can match you attack for attack," Radditz grinned. Goyan pulled back slightly, mind thinking of the possibilities he had. A white-hot ember flew past his eye, the brightness almost painful. That was it. He knew what to do. Both of his hands went to his eyes.
"SOLAR FLARE!!" A brilliant beam of light began to radiate from his body. The other opponent covered his eyes with one arm and extended the other, index finger pointing towards Goyan.
"SHADOW SHEATH!!" A dark blue bolt of ki exploded from his hand and shot towards the burning light. The deep blue energy began to split into small fingers, each one absorbing the bright light that surrounded it. Soon the air was dark again. The two warriors, each burning a bright red, stared at each other. Radditz was grinned evilly.
"You like that little attack? I developed it after your pesky grandfather used it on me. It stung like hell for a while there. Pity I didn't see all the pain I caused him." Goyan's eyes opened wider, his fists clenching as tight as he could.
"You were the one that killed my grandfather?" he said, staring at the man below him. Radditz looked genuinely confused for a moment, and then broke out laughing. He had thought that Goyan knew that he had killed Trunks. Obviously he hadn't.
"Yeah, I got the old man. He was my first target since he was the son of Vegeta. Unfortunately due to some circumstances out of my reach I didn't get to watch him die. It doesn't worry me, you'll do fine."
"You killed my Grandfather." Goyan repeated softly. His eyes closed and his jaw jutted out of his face. The red aura around his body disappeared and his muscles returned to their normal size. Radditz began laughing hysterically.
"He's gone chicken!! I can't believe it. I thought that I was going to get an even better fight now but you've gone and…" Quietness filled the air. Jeisen nudged Alura and she nodded. The energy that surrounded Goyan was extraordinary. The brute he was fighting didn't know how much energy he had without his scouter but could still feel it. Goyan just floated calmly in the air.
"You killed my Grandfather and now you're going to pay," he whispered. Everybody jumped back as a surge of bright yellow energy encased itself around the Saiyan. The top half of his battered gi tore away, exposing highly developed muscles. His spiky blonde hair stood upright before turning a pure white colour. His blue eyes seemed to grow white for a few moments before going a new kind of blue, a paler colour than they were previously. The bright yellow ki began to crackle around him like small bolts of electricity.
"Bloody oath, he's gone SS2!!" roared Jeisen. A gasp of shock escaped the onlooking villagers as they watched their only hope transform before their eyes. It seemed that Goyan didn't notice the change that he had undertook as all his attention remained on the now ordinary looking Super Saiyan below him. Radditz's jaw dropped and his hands began trembling.
"It's not possible. How can he go Super Saiyan stage 2? You can't, you're not strong enough." His hands, still blazing with a red energy, lifted to the front of his body. His muscles tensed even more.
"Let's finish this now Radditz," Goyan said calmly. The Super Saiyan stood terrified for a few more moments, then it seemed his sanity began to crack.
"Fine, I can still beat you. KAIOKEN ATTACK TIMES 150!!" The fire around the soldier's body almost consumed everything around it. The Saiyan armour around his chest finally crumpled into nothingness, leaving his bulging muscles behind him. He roared and began to lunge for his opponent. Goyan vanished, letting the roaring Radditz fly harmlessly through the air. As he turned around, he noticed the SS2 Saiyan standing on the top of the main conference hall, energy crackling around him like a billboard.
"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU ONCE AND FOR ALL BASTARD!! KAIOKEN ATTACK TIMES 200!! KAMEHAMEHA!!" Once again the fiery energy surged outwards, but only for a few seconds before it was consumed into a gigantic energy ball. Jeisen and Alura were knocked off their feet by the force of the energy. Goyan stood calmly on the rooftop. Radditz lifted his two hands behind him and let the blast fire from his hands. A huge beam of red energy hurtled towards the ground at amazing speed. Just moments before it hit the ground the beam bounced back into the air. A cry escaped Alura's mouth as she saw the SS2 warrior fly straight towards the blast, punching it away harmlessly. Radditz groaned, the extra energy beginning to tear at his body. He could not believe he was being defeated, yet as he watched his opponent began to pull his hands to his sides his shoulders began to sag.
"Radditz, this one is for all of my family. KAME…HAME…KAME…HAME…" His hands flickered for a few moments before a brilliant ball of blue began to float between his partially cupped palms. Radditz tried to move but he was frozen in the air. This was it.
"KAME…HAME…KAMEHAME…CHOU KAMEHAMEHA!!" The energy ball suddenly exploded into a huge mass of ki energy, bigger than the wielder himself. Goyan pulled his arms back slowly then released the massive blast. The energy flickered for a few moments before surging into the air. The villagers on the ground had never seen such an attack; the beam was almost as wide as the town hall. The Super Saiyan in the air let out a huge cry before being consumed by the attack. Silence followed.
"Your predecessor has failed. I have called upon you to finish his job." The huge, bald man grinned in the darkness.
"I will do as you wish master. I will succeed where the weakling Radditz has failed."
"Welcome back hero." Goyan walked slowly up to the crowd of cheering villagers. He felt fine, as if he hadn't even been in a titanic struggle. Jeisen ran up to him, closely followed by Alura, Kyan, Pyra and Shari.
"You did it! I can't believe you just pulled that off. I'm glad that I'm on your side Goyan." The Saiyan nodded at his young student, his face still in a frown. The energy that had surrounded him now began to vanish, returning him to his normal Super Saiyan stage. As soon as the crackling energy stopped he was jumped on by Shari.
"Thankyou Goyan. Thankyou for saving Shayiokenia." Goyan patted her lightly on the back and pushed himself away. He felt something brush against his leg. As he looked behind him, he noticed a large, brown tail swinging from his behind. Pyra noticed it at the same time.
"A nice tail you've got there Goyan. Suits you." The Saiyan let it swing up and down a few times while he got used to it, then twisted it around his torso as a belt. He looked at the villagers.
"I hope this is not too much to ask, but can someone make me another gi?"
The villagers walked with the two warriors to the edge of the valley. Jeisen and Kyan continued to rapidly, the green haired boy telling his grey haired friend the final tips of katana use. Kyan nodded his head whilst his hands clutched at his new sword, an exact replica of Jeisen's. Goyan walked silently until reaching the end of the slope where he turned to face the village leader.
"Thankyou Pyra…"
"No, there is nothing to thank me for. The city of Shayiokenia is safe because of you. Because of this, we owe you our eternal gratitude. Besides, I'm getting sick of you giving unnecessary thankyou's." The older man grinned and extended his hands. Goyan took it firmly. They stood silently for a few moments before someone began tugging at Pyra's back. It was Alura.
"Father, I would like to say goodbye as well you know." The old man laughed.
"There's no need for you to say goodbye dear. I want you to go with them."
"WHAT?" came two separate cries. Jeisen and Alura stared at the old man with a look of bewilderment in their eyes. Although Goyan showed little change emotionally, he did seem to be puzzled. Pyra just stood there smiling. Now Kyan and Shari walked up slowly behind him, both grinning lightly. He continued.
"I don't know the exact purpose of your mission Goyan, but I know what you're trying to do will change the world for the better. I also know that you're going to need all the help you can. Take Alura with you, she can help."
"Dad! What about Shayiokenia? What about defending my family? Have you forgotten the promise you made me make when mother died?" Alura looked at her father, her eyes watering lightly. Pyra took her into his embrace and held her tight.
"No, I have not forgotten dear. However, if you do go and fight, you will be fighting for the sake of Shayiokenia and quite possibly the earth. As for Shayiokenia, I'm sure we will survive. Kyan is becoming an exceptional fighter. We will be fine dear."
"What do Jeisen and Goyan think about this?" Jeisen grinned.
"Great. We need all the help we can get. Plus I can talk to someone who at least smiles at a funny joke. Are you alright with this Goyan?" the teen warrior asked his mentor, his voice slightly teasing. The Saiyan just snorted lightly and turned for the cliff he had to climb.
"If she wants to come, fine. We need all the help we can get."
"Then it's settled, Alura you're going and going now." Pyra whistled to one of the villagers behind him. A long wooden staff was thrown to him. He caught it easily and presented it to his daughter. She looked at the staff for a few moments before attaching to the adapted straps on her gi. She quickly gave her father one last hug and did the same for her cousin and sister.
"C'mon guys, are we going now or what?" The three warriors stood side by side, Saiyan, teenager and woman. Without any more interruptions they began to climb the cliff face. Pyra, Shari and Kyan watched as the three figures slowly disappeared out of view. When he could no longer see them he turned to his youngest daughter and swooped her up into his arms.
"I don't know what those three are going to be up against yet, but if anyone can defeat the evil that plagues this world it will them."
Coming soon
A Dragon's calling part 4: Eyes of deceit
Goyan, Jeisen and Alura travel west to the oceans of Barima. They meet a strange but welcoming friend who agrees to help them on their voyage. Will the trio be assisted on their quest or is there something more to the black beaches of Kasokien bay?