Dragonball Z/Tenchi Muyo
Rebirth of Rage
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1. All characters of Dragon Ball and Tenchi Muyo belong to the creators.
2. This fanfic belongs to me.
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4. This fanfic takes place after Vegeta becomes a Super Saiyan but before the Androids show up. As for Tenchi, unless they create OAV 3, this takes place right after the OAV of Tenchi.
5. This is a action/adventure and humor fanfic, and is rated 14A for language.
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Chapter 10 - The Beginning of the End
"Vegeta..."
The name was like nails on chalkboard. It's wispy voice tearing across
Vegeta's ears. No matter where he looked, everything was dark, lonely. He
couldn't see a damn thing. He was alone, alone in a bleak, dark world. No
one seemed to be around him.
"Vegeta..."
He spun around, yelling out into the darkness, "Who are you?"
"Vegeta..."
It was like a stupid broken record, he thought. "Who are you?! Answer me!"
"Vegeta..."
Vegeta whirled around in the darkness. All around him was pitch black. The
voice seemed to come from everywhere. There was no orientation. Just this
void and that voice calling out his name.
"Who the fuck do you think you are?! Show yourself!!"
"Vegeta...I'm right here."
Vegeta turned himself around, facing the direction he thought the voice came
from. "Why are you calling me? Who are you? Answer me!!!!"
"Vegeta..."
The Saiyan Prince was growing impatient. This voice was like his nemesis,
daunting him at his every turn. But, how could he even get at it? He was
surrounded by nothingness. It was like it was in his head, not from someone
else.
"Vegeta..."
Vegeta noticed something. Suddenly, the darkness wasn't so dark anymore. Was
it becoming lighter? No. A light was shining on him.
"Vegeta, I'm over here."
He saw it. Off in the seemingly distant horizon, a point of dense light was
clustered. He began to run towards it, if one could even run in this barren,
dark world.
"Vegeta, I'm here."
He ran, pumping his legs out to move forward. At first, he had no sensation
of running at all. He was just floating in space. But then, he began moving.
Or at least he thought he was moving. The point of light was drawing nearer,
and that was what gave him a point of reference.
"Vegeta..."
The point of light began to glow brighter and brighter. Good, thinks Vegeta.
He is getting somewhere.
"Vegeta..."
Heh. When I reach the source of that voice, he'll think twice about calling
out MY name!
"Vegeta..."
The point ceased to be so. Now, it's light crowded around Vegeta. Without
even knowing it, the darkness became lightened. The black became white. It
was a quick, almost instant transaction. A moment ago, he had been
surrounded by pitch black. And now, everything was lighted.
"Vegeta..."
Vegeta stopped. He didn't know where he was. Not that there was any
direction at all anyway. He cocked his head. In every direction, endless
white. There was no difference in the horizon. No up or down. Just a endless
sea of blank whiteness. Nothing. Nada. Zero.
"Vegeta..."
Vegeta was starting to get pissed. "Will you shut the fuck up and tell me
where and who you are?!!"
"Vegeta...you know me..."
Vegeta looked up. In the vast whiteness of this infinite space, a difference
appeared. Out of nowhere, red and orange took the place of the white. Black
outlines appeared, which would take shape. The nothingness, suddenly becomes
something. From the chaos, a man is floated above Vegeta. It was if he had
just appeared there. And to his horror, Kakarot is the man. His orange red
karate gi wavers, even though there is no wind. This must be a nightmare,
Vegeta thinks.
"Vegeta..."
Vegeta gritted his teeth. "So, it's you! I see your little connection with
Clay is lost. Who do you think you are? Leading me through this mad house!"
"Vegeta..."
The name was beginning to lose meaning to Vegeta. "Will you shut up and tell
what is this all about?!"
"Vegeta...it's about you..."
"What?"
Kakarot opened his eyes, as they had been closed before. Instead of the
usual, happy pupils, Kakarot's eyes now gleamed with hate and death. It was
like he was when he was Zoku.
"Vegeta..."
The rival of Vegeta turned his mouth into a vile grin, something Vegeta had
never seen in the Saiyan before. This...this isn't Kakarot, he thinks.
"What is this?"
Kakarot smiled. "Vegeta, it's you...the big loser of the Saiyan..."
Vegeta gasped. "What?!! Where the fuck do you get off saying that to me?!"
"Vegeta...you lost."
The words stung Vegeta harder than any blow could ever do. They acted like
whip lashes across his back. It dug not into his body, but his pride. The
one thing he was never suppose to lose. Despite his usual composure, he
actually had a bit of a pitch in his voice.
"Wh, what do you mean?!"
"When we fought...I won...and you lost. Simple as that."
Vegeta began to sweat. "I...I don't know what your talking about!"
Kakarot laughed. "Hah! Being in the denial stage isn't going to help it all,
boy. I defeated you! Even though you were the so called 'Super Saiyan!' "
That was it. "Boy!? You are sure acting like an ass now Kakarot. I am your
Prince!"
"Why should I listen to you? You lost to me. I am the superior Saiyan now!"
Vegeta shook his head. "No..."
"Me...not you!!!"
"No..."
Kakarot was now laughing hysterically. "Hahahha!!! You always did think you
were a jewel, when in reality you were just a dirt clod! And there's proof!
You lost to another Saiyan!! The one thing you said yourself would never
happen again."
Vegeta was taking a step back. "No...It cannot...will not ever happen..."
"But Vegeta, it already has! Hhahahah!!!"
He didn't want to hear the voice anymore. "Just...shut up!"
He covered his ears, attempting to drown out the voices.
"Vegeta...a hell lot of good that's going to do!"
He couldn't believe it. The voices were inside his head. "Go...away..."
"Vegeta...you are a loser. And if there's one thing this universe doesn't
need, it's another loser!"
He was on his feet and running. Vegeta's legs pumped and churned. But
despite his exertion, he was remaining motionless. He remained suspended in
the void, doing nothing.
"When will you understand?! This is my world. You can never beat me here!"
Despite the attempted running, Kakarot effortlessly floating in front of
Vegeta. "What are you going to do? There's nothing you can do! You are the
inferior Saiyan! Do I need to spell it out for you?"
Vegeta had stopped running. He kept on shaking his head. "Go away...leave
me alone!!!"
Vegeta rears back his right fist, honing in on Kakarot's head with a square
homer. But as Vegeta's fist left past him, Kakarot phased out, leaving
Vegeta alone again.
"Vegeta..."
He spun around yet again, hearing a different voice. He nearly shit himself
at what he saw. It was his father, standing proud and tall.
Vegeta didn't know what to say, "F, father?!"
King Vegeta's eyes burned with vilification, just like Kakarot's. "Vegeta,
you have failed me. You have lost to a stronger fighter. That was the one
thing I told you never to do. I never had you. You are not my son... I am
disowning you!"
Vegeta lunges towards his father. "Father, wait!"
But as he comes upon him, King Vegeta's body vanishes into the whiteness.
With a thud, Vegeta lands on the ground, if ground is what you could call
it.
Vegeta spat out, trying to regain his posture as he tried to stand up.
"How dare you call yourself a warrior!"
As Vegeta looked up, he was none to surprised to see that woman, Bulma,
before him. She looked down at him wit eyes burning with hate. "Vegeta, you
are a disgrace! I wish I never met you!"
"Bulma..."
Her figure disappeared as the others did, vanishing into the white
blankness.
"Vegeta..."
It was not one voice this time. It was several, coming in at him from all
directions. He closed his eyes and covered his head, hoping to drone them
out.
"Vegeta...you are the scum of the universe!"
The voices, of course, didn't drone out. They stuck in his mind, as if they
were piercing to his very core. Burning him up inside.
"Vegeta..."
Seeing his actions futile, Vegeta opens his eyes. Before him, the whiteness
is full of people. Spinning around and around. Everyone he ever knew or met
were staring down at him. All of them, with those burning eyes. Krillin,
Kakarot, that Super Saiyan from the future. All of them cover him. At first,
he can't tell whether it is real or not, but as he looks all around, people
around him begin to talk again, calling out his name. There are so many,
that Vegeta can't single on one. But as the spinning masses of creatures
whirls around him, familiar shapes begin to appear.
His father, Bulma, Son Gohan, Frieza, Bardock, Nappa, Krillin, Piccolo,
Tienshinhan, Yamcha, and others. Every single one of them has the fiery look
of desperation in them. Faster and faster they twirl...
"Vegeta..."
Faster and faster they spin, the voices coming at him from all sides. The
word Vegeta echoes around him. The world is whirling fast. Too fast. Vegeta
blinks as it all spins around, and thinks: I think I'm going to throw up!
But, at last the melee stops. The spinning figures of his now hating
nemesis's spin away from him, turning the landscape back to it's bland
white. Vegeta drops to his knees, struggling to get a grip on himself
"Vegeta..."
He looks forward. In the whiteness, Kakarot appears again. He smiles his
evil smile, something one would have seen from Zoku.
"Vegeta...you are scum...and this is your end!!"
Before Vegeta can whimper a response, Kakarot brings his arms up over his
head. With a quick flurry of wind, veins throbbing, and ki gathering,
Kakarot rushes his arms down, blinding Vegeta with a brilliant golden light.
A flash emits from his body, turning the white into gold. Vegeta closes his
eyes and covers his face with his arms, not that it does any good.
As the flash finally begins to die down, Vegeta hears the all to familiar
swip swip swip swip sound. As he looks up, Kakarot is before him, his hair a
bright golden from becoming a Super Saiyan. His golden flame burns around
him, making Kakarot look like the devil with muscles...
Kakarot brings his arms to his side. His vile grin turns into a menacing
frown. The veins on his arms begin to bulge as he puts his hands together in
a clam like fashion.
As his ki begins to billow around him, Kakarot's voice echoes out as he
calls: "Ka..."
Vegeta tries to turn and run, but he can't move!
"...me...ha..."
It's like invisible chains hold him down, preventing him from running from
this nightmare.
"...me..."
A glowing ball of blue ki forms in Kakarot's hands. Vegeta can do nothing as
the ki gathering is complete.
"...HHHAAAA!!!!"
Kakarot lets his wave of intense ki and energy fly, it's pulsating width
encase in scalding energy bolts. Vegeta's entire body becomes blue colored,
as the beam nears his body. Vegeta is not able to even think as the attack
slams into his body, moving with such speed. Layer by layer, his battle
armor and clothing is torn off. The ki envelopes him, burning the very flesh
off his bones. The pain is excruciating, and Vegeta suddenly finds his
voice, before his moment of death:
"AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!"
**********
"AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!"
Ayeka quickly grabbed on to the flailing Saiyan. "Mihoshi! You know that you
shouldn't have used that much iodine on that wound!"
Mihoshi quickly capped up the bottle of the orange liquid. "I, I'm sorry.
The stuff runs fast, and it poured out and over the cup."
Vegeta, despite being unconscious, threw his arms in every direction. From
the look of it, the iodine was killing Vegeta, not helping him.
"Did you have to spill it all over Vegeta?!"
Mihoshi was nearly in tears, "I'm, I'm sorry again. That stuff smells funny,
and I guess I sort of just, didn't like on my hands..."
Ayeka was dabbing Vegeta with warm, moist towels. "Mihoshi, this man is in
great pain now. Look, his stomach wound is turning bright red now. If only
you had poured the iodine over the sink like I told you to..."
Mihoshi was full out crying now. "Wahahahhah!!! I'm ever so sorry Ayeka!
Please don't hate me! Wahahhahha!"
Seeing Vegeta's wound less aggravated, Ayeka turned to Mihoshi. "My dear, I
will never hate you. We're buds... ...right? Anyway, just be careful with
those chemicals. They really sting when in tiny amounts, and those are on
superficial wounds..."
She looked down to Vegeta's exposed torso. The area they had been trying to
disinfect was horrid. They almost needed to call a doctor, but where would
they get one all the way out here? There was a long laceration extending
from beneath Vegeta's right arm pit to his left hip. The wound was wide, and
very smooth. Almost like a sword wound, Ayeka thought. Must have happened
from one of those ki attacks. It was clean, and that was what told her it
must have been a ki blast. Not a single trace of dirt or filth was found in
it. However, it was deep, It extended well past his epidermic layers, and
red flesh showed in some places. It had been severally bleeding earlier, and
it took Washu to patch him up enough so that he wouldn't go into shock from
the blood loss. So they had stitched it up, but Washu had told them to wash
it every hour to prevent infection. Ayeka had easily done it in the first
hour, but Mihoshi had spilled the iodine all over the wound. Vegeta had
nearly awakened from his unconscious sleep from the extreme pain.
"...this is a mighty wound. And you spilled it all over him. There, I
cleaned most of it up. Just remember, that in the future be careful!"
Mihoshi had stopped crying. "Mmm, kay."
Ayeka got out a roll of medical tape from the dresser. Using a quick and
clean rip, she tore off a piece and begin to lay it on Vegeta, covering up
his other wounds. As she worked, she could only think: Yamcha, they better
had not done this to you as well!
**********
Goku was snoring loudly now. His body was loosely lying in a makeshift bed.
The beige sheets that had covered him had stained red the instant he hit it,
his wounds were so bad. Now, though, it appeared he was stabilizing. Sasami
and Noboyuki were relieved at last. The two had spent the last two hours
just to keep Son from dying. His body had been charred and lacerated
everywhere. Bulma had done the primary job of saving his life, but it was
still touch and go.
Sasami placed a cool wet rag on Goku's forehead. "I hope that's the end of
those little 'attacks.' I thought for a second we might lose him."
Noboyuki was preparing some new bandages to replace the blood soaked ones.
"Naw, we all saw what he and Vegeta did. They are warriors, through and
through. I don't think that a few little scratches would kill him."
Sasami turned to him. "Even so, look at him. He looks like he was ground up
and spit out. He has cuts and bruises EVERYWHERE on his body. Even his hair
is burnt a bit. He looks like he's..."
"...been through hell. Well, he was."
"Yeah, he was. I'm so glad that that Clay lost his control on Goku.
Otherwise I don't know what Gohan would have done."
Noboyuki finished places the newly white straps on Goku. "Gohan's our best
bet now. I hope he gets those Senzu things soon."
Sasami got up to get some more towels. "Remember what Washu said, though."
"I remember."
She had said, "It is all well and good to count on Gohan. He is a wonderful
boy. But realistically, how can he get there in time? Okinawa is a lot
farther away from that tower than Gohan's home. It could take him days to
find it. In the mean time, just make sure Goku and Vegeta don't die. I'm
going to check something out..."
**********
*click* *click* beep* *click*
Washu typed furiously and quickly on her computer. Ever since she had saved
those two Saiyans from certain death she had a lot of work cut out for her.
*boop* *click* *clack* *beep*
She had to find out what the heck was going on. In a matter of days, these
crazy fighters were showing up. Goku, Vegeta, how did these people have such
incredible power? It didn't make sense. Even her daughter, Ryoko, had gone
through a sort of metamorphosis. Ryoko had possessed power at that moment
that even Washu had not calculated to be in he daughter. Washu had created
her from a base of several species, and she knew that each species was
exceptionally strong. But, this?! A Super Saiyan?
*click* *beep* *click* *clack*
It had to be the Saiyan gene. There was something about it. In her early
academy days she had first begun experiments on Saiyans. Their amino acids
were like nothing she had ever seen. It was like they had been specifically
bred just to be powerful and destroy. Their amino acids contained unusual
amounts of Hydrogen and Carbon, higher amounts than any acid known in the
living universe. The way it was set up, the proteins made from the acids
enabled the Saiyans to do things that no other species could not. Things
like having Super Saiyan strength.
*beep* *click* *clack* *boop*
The strange proteins were like nothing she had ever seen in those days. Not
only did they act strange, but they reacted like little personal gym
trainers or something. These types of Proteins, which she had designated as
protonox, were extremely abundant in the muscles. They constantly strained
and stimulated muscle growth , making the Saiyans very strong. It was like
the protonox were made to beef up the Saiyans, if that was the proper word
to use. Not only that, but when the muscles ever became damaged, the
protonox were seen to immediately begin work on the damaged muscle tissue.
As the muscle healed, the protonox molecules made the muscles much more
toned and stronger than normal training in humans, for example. At wasn't
the end of their advantages... The Brute Rays were also a key factor.
*blop* *beep* *clack* *boop*
They were like transductors. Designed to feed the Saiyan with Brute Rays.
That was one source of power for the Saiyan. Brute Rays stimulated the
protonox very much. It was strange. Brute Rays generally didn't affect other
creatures. Only Saiyans. And, it was a strange affection. When a Saiyan
became enraged, the protonox bubbled to the surfaces of the muscle, allowing
Brute Rays to more easily pass in that. That would explain why Saiyans get
so much stronger when they are angry.
"Ah ha! I found it! My old academy records!"
Washu pressed a final button. The file of her old notes from the academy
days were right there. IT was so long ago, that finding them had been a lot
harder now then she thought. Then again, after Frieza destroyed Planet
Vegeta, which she had felt from her crystal prison in Soja, she never
thought she would need the notes.
"Phew, this sure was a long time ago. Some of my first works ever..."
"Relishing in the past, eh Little Washu?"
The former goddess spun in her chair. She was not at all surprised to see
Yosho step out of the dimensional door to her lab.
"Why, hello Yosho. What brings you down here? Weren't you supervising the
doctoring on Goku and Vegeta?"
The Jurain nodded as he walked. "I was. I decided that they could handle it.
I was a little interested in why you had suddenly left after you pulled
those two Saiyans from the brink of death. What have you been doing these
last few hours?"
Washu turned backed to her computer. "You know, before I created Ryoko, I
was fascinated by the Saiyan. They were an amazing race. Brutal, but
incredible. I took many notes, during my old Academy prior Ryoko days. It
was so long ago that finding the files were rather difficult. I think that
it was worth it though."
Yosho smiled as he looked over Washu's shoulder. "I see, you want to see if
you can dig up anything useful on Saiyans for Goku and Vegeta?"
Washu, without even turning around, grinned at Yosho. "You always were the
intuitive one, weren't you? That is exactly what I'm doing."
Yosho grabbed a nearby chair and pulled it up next to Washu's. "Found
anything?"
"As a matter of fact, yes. It may explain some of the bizarre things that
have been happening. For instance, you remember my power level reader?"
Yosho rubbed his hand across his neck. "Uh, well, hmm, yes?"
Washu shakes her head. "Why is it no one pays attention to my inventions
anymore? *sighs* The power level reader, which I dubbed the Scouter, is
designed to register a person's ability to perform feats of strength based
on a base 10 system. The higher the number, the stronger the person. As of
late, I heard that low lifes like the modern Saiyans and Frieza were using
my Scouters. But oh well."
"Well, what about the Scouter?"
She pointed to her left, away from Yosho. "I have a giant one set up over
there. It is made so that it can read the power level output of every living
on this planet. Originally, I set it so that It's sensors were cranked up to
register 1 million. I didn't think any creature could ever go beyond that.
But then came Frieza and his Father, and both of them went off the chart on
that thing. Its systems were in overdrive to register them. I couldn't even
get a clear power level, it was so high. But then the strangest thing
happened. Right around the time Frieza and Kold disappeared, a boy, that I
saw from the world seeing satellite, was there. At first, his ki was low,
pathetic. But, all of sudden it skyrocketed. Before my satellite went
offline in that area before the static came through, the last image printed
to be this."
Pressing some buttons, a little printer jetted out of the side of Washu's
computer. After it came out about the length of a piece of paper, it
stopped. As it stopped, a white slit formed across its length. At first, the
slit was small, and hardly noticeable. But Yosho could tell it was growing.
Well, printing. It was some sort of high intensity printing. It took a lot
longer than normal. As it came out, it was easy to see that it was a special
type of paper being fed out of the printer. It had an almost gloss to it.
As the paper printed out, Yosho noticed an image an the other side. When the
paper finished printing, Washu tore it out and flipped it around.
"My printers are state of the art. They deliver pictures even clearer than
photographs. This is what the boy looked like before the picture blanked out
that day."
She held it up. Yosho scratched his chin. Interesting indeed. There was boy
there all right. But like no boy he had ever seen. He was wearing a denim
jacket, with what looked like a Capsule Corp. symbol on the side.
Underneath that, he had on a black tank top, and a belt came across his
chest diagonally. It was easy to see that the belt was a sword belt, for on
the back a sword in hilt could be seen sticking out behind the boy.
"What you are seeing right now is the boy powering up. I've seen this many
times before, so I know it when I see it. That's why his cloths appear so
wrinkled and blowing up. It's because his aura is blowing a gale around him.
But you have to admit that the hair and eyes are interesting."
"Yes, quite."
The boys hair was spiky, divided into two halves like a parted hair cut. It
was wavering up in the freeze frame of the powering up sequence. However,
what was striking about was it's color. It was light golden, and the eyes
were turquoise blue.
"You know what this is..."
"...it's a Super Saiyan."
Yosho looked into the picture further. "But how? I didn't think Goku had
returned by that time to even become a Super Saiyan."
Washu took the printed out picture from Yosho. "I ran a universal picture
scan on that boy. There are no records on any boy with that description. But
that was not what got me hung up."
"What did?"
Washu walked over to her giant Scouter. It was covered in a kind of mesh
cloth, covering up the majority of the machine. Washu took her small hands
and ran them over the cloth line, looking for the tied on end. When she
found it, she hastily untied the cloth and let it drop to the floor.
"When that kid became a Super Saiyan, my Scouter did this."
The machine was a machine alright. :You could make out circuits, chips,
transductors, and motherboards. But, all them were burnt, smashed, and
cracked.
"The kid's power short circuited your scouter?"
"That's right. He was so strong that not even this Scouter could handle or
read the power surge. I was shocked to think anyone could be so strong. But
when Goku and company showed up here..."
"It all became clear."
Washu nodded as she recovered up the Scouter. "Yes. After I got some more
data on Goku, I realized a lot more on Super Saiyans. And it all tied in to
my previous research."
"Shall you show me that?"
"Show him what?"
Both Washu and Yosho were startled to hear the voice. They immediately
turned to the door. Bulma was standing their, with her hair in a braid.
"Oh, I'm sorry to bother you two. I finished with Vegeta, so I then decided
to help Chi-Chi with clearing up the remains of the house, and then I got
bored so I came to see what you two were doing?"
Washu sat back in her chair. "How much did you hear? I hope I don't have to
explain it all again..."
Bulma talked as she walked forward, her high heels clicking throughout the
cavernous lab. "Your voices echoed around this lab. I heard all about the
Super Saiyans and stuff. I was there anyway, you know."
Washu turned her chair back to her computer. "Good, I don't need to explain
that event again. I will say that now that I've confirmed that a Super
Saiyan actually exists, with that mysterious kid and Goku and Vegeta, I've
fitted the final piece into the Saiyan Puzzle. Observe."
Washu pulled up a menu. With haste she went to a file, and opened. A list
came up on the screen.
"This is a list I made on Saiyan Cellular code that made them different from
others."
Bulma peered at it. "Well well, if only I had this technology..."
"The list reads as follows, Bulma:
1. Saiyan have a special and new type of Amino Acid dubbed protonox
2. Protonox is found mostly in the muscles and especially in the tail
3. Protonox stimulates muscle growth.
4. Protonox stimulates muscle growth in extreme amounts when in life and
death situations.
5. The angrier a Saiyan gets, the more Protonox go to the surface of the
Saiyan's muscle.
6. Brute Rays enhance the effects of Protonox.
7. Protonox draw in Brute Rays.
8. So, when a Saiyan is angry, their Protonox go to the surface of the
muscle to draw in more Brute Rays, which make the Saiyan stronger.
9. Protonox are found in extremely high amounts in the tail, which is
designed like a Brute Ray lightning rod.
10. A full moon sends out thousands of specialized Brute Rays, which is the
only phenomenon known in the universe to perform such a feat. It comes from
the special rocks on a atmospherless rock body when lights shine on the full
surface. A chemical reaction occurs, and thousands of Brute Rays are sent
out.
11. However, these types of Brute Rays do not magically make the Saiyan
stronger. These moon Brute Rays can only be gathered by the Saiyan tail.
12. When a Saiyan sees a full moon a special hormones triggers the tail to
receive Moon-Brute Rays. That is why only during a full moon does this
occur. If the Saiyan does not see the Full Moon, the hormone will not be
released.
13. When the Saiyan receives these special Brute Rays, he receives in the
thousands, which is 10 times more than any Saiyan could get even if he/she
were at full angriness.
14. The extreme excess of brute Rays causes the Saiyan to transform it's
body into a much bigger, stronger (10 times, like I said!) and resembles the
Saiyan ancestry, a breed of Giant Ape.
15. This new form is ten times stronger, as there are 10 times as many Brute
Rays being pumped into the body.
16. The supply of Brute Rays must be kept in check. If the supply is cut
off, either by cutting off the Saiyan tail, which would cut the path to the
body, or destroy the moon(s), which destroy the source of the special Brute
Rays. Otherwise the Saiyan will revert back to it's normal form.
17. Even if a Saiyan looked straight into a full moon and got really angry,
it would not make a difference unless the Saiyan has the tail. The
Moon-Brute Rays may act like normal Brute Rays once they enter the Saiyan's
body, but they can only enter through the activated tail. That is why an
angry Saiyan during a Full Moon does not get any stronger or become the
giant Ape creature without the tail. The Rays may be there, and the protonox
may be at the surface of the muscle ready to absorb Brute Rays (Since the
Saiyan is angry), but protonox cannot absorb those moon Brute Rays unless a
direct path is connected via the tail."
Washu turns back to the other two. "That's all I had wrote down back then.
Until now, I never thought there was anything else to it. I admit that list
is rather dull though..."
Bulma shook her head and leaned even closer to the screen. "No, it's
incredible. You no idea how much this explains. But I can see the one
missing link...the Super Saiyan."
Washu started typing again. "That boy's hair really got me started, but if
only I had known he was a Saiyan! It would have all come together then. But
now, thanks to Goku and Vegeta, it's all coming together now. I had no idea
that was what a Super Saiyan looked like. Look, the question is, if these
Saiyan can have protonox in one body area designed to receive specialized
Brute Rays, why can't there be specialized protonox in other body areas.
Now, if I'm right...if we look within the hair and pupil areas of a
Saiyan..."
"You'll find some special protonox!"
A screen flashed up. While to many, it looked just like a string of
multi-colored dots connected all together, both Bulma and Washu saw it. It
was a protonox. An enhanced one.
Bulma frowned. 'It doesn't look like these ones are for collecting Brute
Rays, though. By the look of their chemical formulas, it looks like they are
only in charge of color change."
Yosho said, "That would explain the golden hair and blue eyes. But does it
explain how a Super Saiyan can happen?"
Washu began typing even faster. "No, it doesn't. But since we all know that
a Super Saiyan has Golden hair and turquoise eyes, it should easy to trace
these protonox to the hormones that told them to do the color change. Then
all we have to do is then track the hormones to find the real source of the
Super Saiyan."
Yosho cocked his head, "How long do you think this will take?"
"Oh not long at all. My computer is a Quantum-G32. It will run millions of
experiments in a matter of seconds on this. It shouldn't take more than
*beep*. Heh, it's done."
The results began printing out. Washu was ecstatic as they came. "Look at
this!!! I don't believe it. It explains everything!"
They crowded around it to see. "Apparently, when A Saiyan trains, the
protonox grows with them. The same is with age. The older a Saiyan, the
bigger his protonox. And any Saiyan can make their protonox bigger by
training. Eventually, they might reach full size. They do something strange
to the Saiyan at that point. A full size protonox totally negates any
further training. Once a Saiyan trains hard enough to have full size
protonox, they will never get any stronger. That is, unless, they get angry,
hehehe."
Bulma looked over at Washu. "Exactly what do you mean?"
Washu sat back. "Well, we all know that Saiyans get stronger as they get
angrier, right? Well, Full Size protonox are very special indeed. When a
Saiyan gets angry, and Brute Rays crowd around the protonox, and they jitter
and scatter around. Now, if a Saiyan gets REAL angry, anger that even tears
out some of the membrane in the rage gland in the Saiyan brain, the
transformation occurs. That type of intense anger has a special affect on
those Full protonox. The amount of Brute Rays that pour in actually allow
the Full sized protonox to fuse together. I think that these double ones
should be called, ditonoxes, don't you?"
Bulma shrugged. "Whatever fits."
"Anyway, look at these results. If a Saiyan reaches full size in nearly
single protonox, that means the Saiyan would have to be COMPLETELY buffed
out, this works out. Now, if a Saiyan does that, and gets angry enough to
bring in enough Brute Rays around these Full sized protonox, every one will
fuse. Now, if every one is full size, and every one fuses, the Saiyan will
no longer have protonoxes in their body. Their body will be powered by these
ditonoxes. Now, by what this data shows, when a Saiyan body registers
protonox in the levels of 100,000 individual proteins, it triggers the
hormones that make the hair turn golden and eyes blue. Normally, Saiyans
have protonox in the trillions. But, ditonox don't count as a protonox. So
getting angry and being fully trained gets rid of protonox by fusing a lot
of them into ditonox. The result then is a Super Saiyan. Also, the thing to
know is that ditonoxes will now exist unless a suitable amount of other
ditonoxes exist as well."
Bulma smiled. "So that's why Goku could not become a Super Saiyan prior to
his Namek fights. He didn't have enough Full sized protonox to create enough
ditonox when he was angry. But when he fought Frieza..."
"...he became a Super Saiyan. Exactly. Ditonox react very differently from
protonox. They vastly enhance the muscle growth and speed. So in essence, we
have deciphered the very cause of a Super Saiyan!"
Yosho smiled. "Washu, you truly are a genius. I mean, you figured it out
like it was nothing."
Washu blushed. "Oh Yosho, you know it was just nothing..."
Bulma stared at the screen, showing some of the computer generated models of
the Protonox and Ditonox. "Now Washu, if you look at how these proteins are
configured, you have to notice this. Look. it seems like yet another
protonox could fuse on to here. Like a, uh, Tritonox maybe"
Washu looked closer. "That is strange. Would that indicate yet another level
for the Saiyan? An ascended Super Saiyan?"
Bulma sat back. "You, who really cares? *as the two turn to her* I mean,
it's interesting in learning how the Saiyan work and why their strength is
where it is. But, it really doesn't do anything for me. All you need to know
is that they are big, strong, and it is not recommended to get them mad."
Washu shook her head. "That's the difference between your genius and mine. I
go for knowledge on everything."
"You mean everything trivial?"
"Hey! If I were you I'd not talk back to a goddess!"
Yosho wisely got up and placed himself between the two. "Now now, ladies.
Let us not quarrel in a time like this. We have more pressing matters,
hmm?"
Washu turned her head down. "Your right. Piccolo, Ryoko, and Tenchi are
risking their lives up there."
Bulma began to start towards the door. "I have to go. I think I hear Mihoshi
burning Vegeta again. Man oh man, I hope Gohan gets those Senzus soon."
**********
"Are you happy now Ryoko?"
"Why do you say that? It was you who got us lost in the first place!"
Piccolo sighed. Ever since they left the cryogen room it had been an endless
passage system of tunnels. The Shunga II was a lot more complex than Washu
had estimated. There were countless twists and turns. Everything looked the
same, and for all they knew the 3 of them could be walking in circles. They
had decided early on that they would not split up, or else Zyroko could much
more easily pick them off. But, the process was beginning to agitate all of
them. They had been wandering for hours, and there was no sign of Dr. Clay
or Zyroko. Or anything else for that matter.
Tenchi put a reassuring hand on the others. "Now, arguing isn't going to
solve anything."
Ryoko snapped at him. "That's what you said the last time, and that was an
hour ago!"
"Sheesh, sorry."
Piccolo looked around. "I'm surprised that we can't even feel their ki.
You'd think that a person such as Zyroko would be easy to find. I haven't
felt a thing."
Ryoko bunched her fists. "I know! It's like this whole expedition was a
waste. We haven't found hide nor hair of those bastards."
They turned a corner. Yet again, another monotonous, barely lit tunnel lay
before them.
"Damn. It's like nothing we do does anything."
"Maybe that's it."
Tenchi looked at Piccolo. "What was that?"
Piccolo nodded towards the walls. "Look at this. Have you noticed that all
these walls are exactly the same?"
Ryoko gazed her eyes over them, something they had all done many times over
the course of their stay in the vast ship. "Well, yeah. You'd think a ship
would be similar in it's markings."
"No, I mean EXACTLY. I've noticed not one single bit of paint chipping,
metal rusting, dust particle, or anything like that. It's as if these
tunnels and hallways have NEVER been used."
They passed through another arch into another tunnel.
"This ship is very similar to the Shunga. I remember faintly. But the
passages all looked the same. Bright white, with everything the same in each
way. Although I did spend a lot of time in the cockpit, not the tunnels."
Tenchi nodded. "When I was in the Shunga, it was just like this. Every turn
we made led us to the same conjunction. And we could have SWORN it was
exactly the same one. Eventually, Clay just closed off each tunnel and
trapped us. That was because he didn't want us to interfere with his little
talk with Washu."
Piccolo replied, "Well, how did you get out? Whatever solution worked then
would most likely be of help right now."
"Well, we didn't really get out. Clay broke the ship's reactor in half so a
black hole was made, and it torn the walls around us to pieces."
"Oh, I see. How did you escape?"
Tenchi touched the symbol on his forehead. "Whenever situations tend to go
sour, this symbol glows and my 3 lighthawk wings come out. That was of
course, all prior to my training with yourself and Mr. Son. Now I can power
up to full strength at any time."
Ryoko said, "That's good Tenchi honey. I always knew you were full of pep!"
She moved closer to Tenchi, and was about to wrap her arms around him. But
as she is about to hug him, he steps out of the way.
"I wonder if we..."
*crash!*
Ryoko fell down after Tenchi stepped out of her, uh, hug path. She hastily
got up, and looked as if nothing had happened. Sweat drops come and go on
Piccolo's and Tenchi's forehead.
Piccolo whispers to Tenchi. "She never gives up does she?"
"I guess I'm just a 'love magnet.'"
Ryoko, with a big 'everything's cool' grin walked over to them. "Oh, I guess
I slipped. Hahahha!"
"Ryoko, I said that maybe there was something between us. But I also said
that we have more important things to do! "
She was tear eyed. "B, b, but Tenchi! I...though...us?"
Tenchi got a little vein in his forehead. "Not...NOW!!!"
Both Piccolo were forced to take a step back from the yell. "Jeez, Tenchi,
what did I tell you about your anger?"
Tenchi sighed. "Sorry. Anyway, where were we?"
He moved back to the wall spot he had initially pointed out. "Now, what do
you think this is made of? If you yourself are as strong as you say you are,
Piccolo, do you think this metal could be blasted through?"
Piccolo walked up to the wall. With a quick rap of his knuckles, he listened
to the rat a tap tap it gave off.
"Easily. This is just some sort of titanium alloy. The only problem is,
which was is towards the inside of the ship and which way is space?"
"That's right. IF this place is suppose to confuse us, we could be right
alongside the ship's hull. I blast could send us all into space. That's not
a problem for me, as I can breath in no atmospheres, but you two cannot."
Piccolo backed up a bit, giving himself some room. "It doesn't matter. If we
don't do something, it will be easy for Zyroko to destroy the world, with
Goku out of submission, we represent the only hope. We have to take out
Zyroko here and now."
Tenchi backed away from the Namek. "Well, if you are going to blast through,
I guess we better give you some room. Clay must already know we are here, so
it really doesn't matter."
Ryoko did likewise. "It's all yours. I only hope you pick the right
direction. Let's get out of this maze!"
Piccolo, with Tenchi on his left, and Ryoko on his right, stood firm. He
closed his eyes, concentrated. Let's see, he thought. There's an air fan
running above me. That could mean the bowels of the ship is above us. I hear
humming to my right. That has to be the engines. If I turn this way...
He turned himself at an angle closer to Tenchi. He was facing diagonally
across the hallway.
Now, I don't want to just blast a hole into another maze. I bet this ship
has levels, and either the level above or below will yield something
different other than these tunnels. How about...above? Hehe, this is going
to be easy.
"Okay you two, it's time to do this. I like the look of that upper right
wall over there."
Piccolo spread his feet wide. He began to channel his power. At first,
nothing happened. Ryoko was wondering what Piccolo was doing, but then he
started. First it was his cape, which began to billow and rise up. Then his
gi wavered, as if a wind was blowing in the tunnel. But, as both Tenchi and
Ryoko saw, it was Piccolo's aura. The white flame of pure ki rippled around
Piccolo. His eyes closed, he was carefully channeling his ki into his hands.
He brought them into his chest, creating a sort of triangle formation. As
the energy flowed and surged around him, cracks began to appear around the
Namek. Ryoko could only think, 'And this is just a tiny blast for him.'
The quick gathering was complete. A yellow sphere glowed in Piccolo's hands.
"MA KAN SO HA!!!!"
With a big push Piccolo thrust his hands forward, opening his palms wide.
Like a bullet from a gun his ki beam shot forward. From the close proximity
of the tunnel, the attack did not have to travel far.
*BBBOOOMMM!!*
Piccolo's beam sliced through the metal like a hot knife through butter. As
it did so, the surrounding area became bathed in a bright yellow light.
Tenchi held his arms over his eyes, to attempt to shield them from the
after-blast flash. Ryoko did likewise. The ground around them began to
shake, and though he couldn't see it, Tenchi could swear that cracks were
forming around him.
The light cleared up. But as Tenchi removed his arms, his sight was still
diminished from the dust and floating debris.
"Ryoko! Piccolo! *cough* *cough* You guys okay?"
A wave of wind rushed past Tenchi, blowing all the dust away. When Tenchi
looked up, Piccolo was standing there, with palm outstretched towards him.
He easily blew all of that dust away, Tenchi thought.
Ryoko was behind Piccolo she surveyed the scene. The tunnel around them was
decimated. Piccolo's beam had cut right through the wall, creating a jagged,
glowing hot hole going upwards. The surrounding area was trashed. Piccolo's
charge up and firing had put great stresses on the metallic walls. Stresses
they weren't suppose to take. Several walls were bent, out of shape. Some
had wires sparking out of their wall sockets. Lights hung down, suspended by
their own wiring. It was like a war zone, she thought. Piccolo just stood
there, indifferent to it all.
"Well, guys, there you have it. It looks like there are several upper levels
to this. Just look. There are several cross sections inside that tunnel I
made."
Tenchi stepped forward, looking up into the newly made hole and tunnel.
"Yeah, you're right. Jeez, Piccolo, I didn't think you were going to use
that much power. What if you cut right to the other side of the ship? We
would have all decompressed."
Piccolo began to climb up into the hole, his feet testing for leverage on
the jagged edges. "I wouldn't worry about that. The Makansoha is a special
little technique I mastered for just this occasion. It puts a lot of stress
concentrated in a single beam. It doesn't explode, it just pushes through
things. When I felt that the beam had traveled far enough, I let the energy
go. That way, I didn't need to worry about damaging the hull. Unfortunately,
the push through this wall was not clean. There are many jagged edges. Watch
yourselves as you climb."
He disappeared, climbing up higher into the 45 degree tunnel. Ryoko and
Tenchi looked at each other.
Ryoko shrugged. "Well, he is an alien, right?"
"I guess so."
The two floated up, and ascended through the tunnel. The three of them flew
higher up, passing cross section upon cross section of the ship's bowels.
Various warning lights strobed in some rooms. The three paid no attention,
however.
Ryoko looked at the various rooms the tunnel had cut through. "This ship is
rather vast. Most of these rooms are totally different from the tunnel
system of the outside. Piccolo must have cut through all the way to the
center of the ship!"
Tenchi, carefully avoiding a sparking wire, continued up. "If Clay didn't
know we were here before, he knows now."
Piccolo flew on. "It's not like it would have mattered. I'm sure Clay knew
we were here. It was probably him who kept closing off doors and such in the
outer tunnels. He was trying to keep us closed off from himself. He must
realize that we are not as weak as he originally thought."
Ryoko looked back, barely seeing the distant tunnel they had been lost in
before. "I hope this isn't some kind of trap. Clay is a scientist..."
Piccolo flew on, even faster. "Well, what would you suggest we do if it is?
We can't accomplish anything just sitting around."
"Yeah, you're right. What's that?"
Tenchi looked ahead, to see what she was pointing to. Piccolo did the same.
All three saw it. The tunnel was coming to an end. A gigantic room loomed
ahead.
"So, you thought this was the core and decided to stop up there?"
"That's right, Tenchi. Besides, there's another reason too. Let's go."
They blasted ahead, their auras trailing around and behind them. As they
came up to the end, Tenchi could swear he saw a gigantic tower. They
approached the entrance.
With a big push, Piccolo, Tenchi, and Ryoko all shot into the room. It was a
cavern. As Piccolo landed, even he himself was shocked at the site.
It was huge. Nearly 300 feet from floor to ceiling. Across, it was at least
500 feet. It gave the impression of being inside a stadium, only much
bigger. The wide space had scattered lights and windows showing through the
walls, making the room light up easily. In the center, and taking up most of
the middle space, a enormous column rose up from the floor to meet with the
ceiling. It was the tower Tenchi had seen. It was solid grey, and was nearly
100 feet in diameter. It's height was about 300 feet, as it went from floor
to ceiling. Although it was entirely metal, with no flashing lights on it,
the center caught all of the 3 warriors' attention.
In the center glowed a sphere. It was transparent, and inside a crystal of
shiny white glowed. Several wires were hooked up to it, and appeared that
the energy of the white hot crystal was pulsating through the wires.
Tenchi was awestruck. "This, this is amazing. You could my house in here
many times over!"
"And look at that tower thing. And the crystal. It looks like that thing is
generating a lot of power. Perhaps this is the core of ship?"
Piccolo nodded. "It must be. Just look. I told you we were in the center of
the ship, right? It only makes sense that this is the core. That crystal is
giving off a lot of excess energy. It must contain a mega medium for energy.
Perhaps a sealed black hole?"
Ryoko began walking towards the core. "Well, that's something for Washu to
answer. But I'd have to agree. Clay used a black hole to power his first
ship, the Shunga. It is very possible he would try the method again. After
all, a black hole will enable him to use his back up emergency plan."
Piccolo smiled, "Let me guess. He releases the black hole from it's crystal
prison. That would destroy the entire ship, not to mention any other nearby
planets."
Ryoko replied, "Exactly. It was very wise of you not to push your beam any
further. Otherwise you might have punctured the core. Then we'd be in REAL
trouble."
Ryoko was nearly at the core, while Tenchi and Piccolo were still at the
tunnel entrance.
Tenchi started walking for her. "Ryoko, you know you shouldn't wander off
like that. We have to stick together. Come back here."
She looked back at him. "Oh, don't worry so much, honey. What could
possibly...AAAHHHH!!!"
As she spoke, the ground beneath her shook and cracked open. Right before
her eyes, a line appeared in front of her, running along side the room.
Another one popped up near Piccolo, and another on the other side of the
room. Each line glowed white, and began to grow and get longer. The lines
turned and bent around the room, making the floor look like the upper view
of a maze. And then, without warning, a long, metallic wall shot up from one
of the lines.
Ryoko watched it come up and connect to the ceiling with a *snap!*. That
section was now sealed off. Another wall broke up, this one perpendicular to
the one before. Then another one, and another came up. Tenchi realized what
was happening.
"Ryoko!!! Those lines represent walls coming up! Clay is trying to seal us
off from you! Get back!!"
But before she could react, the line she was standing on had a wall shoot
up. She was knocked backwards, away from Tenchi. The wall was close to
connecting to the ceiling, and closing off Ryoko from the others.
"Tenchi!!!!!!"
*SNAP!*
The connected. Tenchi screamed. "Ryoko!!!!!"
He took the air and blasted off, moving away from Piccolo. He went straight
towards the wall separating him from Ryoko.
Piccolo tried to tell him otherwise. "Tenchi!! Don't do it!! Clay is trying
to split us up! Look, the lines on the floor are arranged in the pattern of
a maze. When all the walls come up, that's exactly what this room is going
to become! A maze!! Don't separate from me as well!!!"
Tenchi hesitated, and made a turn to come back.
But it was too late. With a loud crack a wall came from the floor. Piccolo
saw the look on Tenchi's face for an instant, before the wall connected with
a loud clank and blocked off Tenchi. Piccolo gritted his teeth, and could
only watch was the other glowing lines shot up walls along their lengths.
*snap!**clank!**ca-chink!*
All of the glowing lines had disappeared. The room was no longer a room. To
Piccolo, he saw a tunnel before him. The walls had come up all over the
room, making the gigantic core room become a gigantic maze, with walls all
around him extending from top to bottom of the 300 foot high room. He
sighed.
"Now all of us are broken apart. Damn that Clay. If we don't stick together,
he can pick us off much easier."
"Hahhahahahahha...."
Piccolo looked up, surprised. "That voice..."
"Hahahhahahha..."
"It must be..."
"HAHAHAHHAAH!!!"
"Clay."
Piccolo looked to the ceiling. A loudspeaker was there. And, the voice of
the 'good' doctor blasted through it. Piccolo listened on to the jabber.
"Hhahaha...you thought you were being smart by blasted up to this room.
Well, your plan is looking pretty bad now, isn't it Piccolo? This core room
is designed to put up that maze around the core if I push a single button. I
knew you would get out of that tunnel system sooner or later. I counted on
it. Now, you are all separated, and there is nothing you can do about it!
Does this remind you of anything? Piccolo? Ryoko? Tenchi? A classical myth
on your world, the labyrinth and the minotaur, I recall, is being reenacted
here."
Piccolo bunched his fist up. "Damn that Clay. Why didn't they kill him when
they had the chance?!"
Clay continued, "Hahahhaha...if I remember right, King Minos brought 14
Athenian boys and girls to his impossible maze, the labyrinth. Once inside,
one could never find their way out. And sooner or later, they bumped into
the minotaur, who would devour them whole. Hhahahahh!! In a sense, you are
the Athenians right now my friends. And can you guess who the minotaur is?"
"No..."
A new voice boomed out. "HEEELLLLOOOO...this is the one and only, Zyroko
speaking! And my debut as a radio superstar right now marks your debut of
your death! Hahhahahh!! Run for as long as you want in that maze. You cannot
escape. You cannot blast or beat your way out. Those walls are ki resistant,
and even for Piccolo, who is next to the tunnel you all came in, I think
he'll notice that that escape route isn't available right now!"
Piccolo turned around. Indeed, the tunnel was closed up. Somehow, Clay had
regenerated the metal around the opening. Damn him. Damn the bastard to
hell. He whirled around and faced the speaker above.
"Zyroko!!! I don't care what you do you fucking asshole! I will get you for
what you did to Yamcha! You hear me!? I will get you!!!"
"Tsk, tsk , tsk. Piccolo, it's not a good idea to lose your temper like
that. Just what do you think you can do to me?! I will become the Ultimate
Body! Do you hear me!! All of you will meet my wraith! My father was right.
You 3 are the Athenians, and I am the minotaur! Prepare to die! You can't
run from me forever! Hahhahahah!!!"
The evil laughter was getting to Piccolo. With a move of pure speed and
strength, Piccolo shot a ki laser at the loudspeaker from the tip of his
right index finger. It shot forward, and nailed into the speaker, causing it
to explode.
The debris fell down, littering the surrounding area with metal shards. But
the loudspeakers in the other sections still worked. And Zyroko's evil
laughter rang on, like a broken record. That bastard was going down. He
swore it.
Piccolo ran down his corridor, with hope. Hope that he would survive. Hope
that he could find Zyroko quickly. And most of all, hope that Zyroko would
not get to Tenchi or Ryoko first. Both of them were not fully trained, and
Zyroko would not let a piece of them remain.
The very thought only made Piccolo run harder.
**********
The birds chirped in the forest. Squirrels ran across, gathering nuts in
their happy go lucky way. A wolf sped across the ground, looking for a good
meal.
From above, a bright, fast object whizzed by. A little gust of wind followed
it, and all of the wildlife was scared away, chirping and bleating.
Despite his youth, Gohan swore. He had been flying over this forest area for
hours. Since Okinawa was so far away from his home, Mt. Paozu, he had no
orientation. Kami's lookout, with Karin's tower below it, could be anywhere.
He didn't remember exactly where it was. Damn it!
He had to find it. His father and Vegeta's lives depended on it. They needed
those Senzus! The half Saiyan sped up, increasing his speed well above the
speed of sound. His small body sliced through the air.
He had to make it time.
He had to.
NEXT TIME ON DRAGONBALL Z AND TENCHI MUYO:
"Hey, this is Goku! On the next exciting episode, Piccolo, Tenchi, and Ryoko
face against Zyroko. But is there anything they can do when they are
separated like that? Come on guys! Get together and show him your real
power! When all of you fight as one, they is no force that can stop you! Be
sure not to miss the next exciting episode of DBZ and TM! See ya there!"
Episode 11 - Zyroko's Mistake
Ayeka: It's unquestionably a ground shaking episode!
I am ever so sorry for the long delay of this chapter. After I had typed it, I decided to ask around for a beta reader, someone who could proof read my chapters and make them better. It took a LONG time to do this, and I probably could have gotten this in weeks ago. I apologize for the wait and hope that you all liked Chapter 10. In the future, I will attempt to make slightly more concise chapters, and therefore have the waiting period lessened.