Breakdown: Chapter 15
Disclaimer: Same as all the others. I own nothing nothing nothing nothing....
Note: I'm done with flashbacks, so here's where it gets good again. Disregard the *** they're only separaters now, and don't signify flashbacks ^.^ Also, please keep in mind that Celeria's story only took an hour or so to tell, so Goten hasn't really been gone all that long.
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"She's weak." Vegeta scoffed, contempt ringing in his tone. He meant, of course, Celeria, who was sitting up in the hospital bed chatting with Bulma. "For all we know, she's lead Freiza's clone directly to us."
"Can we trust her?" Trunks asked, glancing over to the girl. He'd devolped a liking to her, as he'd been the first to meet her. He felt a personal responsibility over her.
"The Celeria I know would never hurt us willingly." Gohan said thoughtfully.
"But..."
"But she's changed. Which is understandable with all she's been through, but she could still be under Char's influence." Gohan said. "What do you think, dad? Dad?" He turned to find his father deep in thought. When he felt Gohan's eyes on him, he shook his head as if to clear it, then replied.
"There is no way to tell. I don't think she'll turn on us and attack. But whether she knows it or not, she's brought Char to Earth." Each of the warriors extended their senses. Indeed, far away they felt the energy- or lack thereof- that charachterized the lizard's prescence. Vegeta tensed visibly.
"I've had enough of that pest. I'm going to go finish him- for good this time!"
"Not a good idea," Warned Piccolo solemnly. "If you'd payed attention, you'd note that he is stronger."
"We can take him- right?" Trunks asked. Goku was frowning deeply.
"This just might be Freiza all over again." Further discussion was suddenly cut off when Celeria let out a small yelp and fell right off the bed.
"What *now*?" Wondered Vegeta.
"He's here!" She exclaimed. The Z warriors glanced at each other.
"We know. He's hiding out in one of his fortresses." Gohan said soothingly. Celeria looked puzzled.
"How can you tell?" She asked. Her senses weren't as developed as the rest of the warriors.
"In all of the other attempts he made, he always had a very unique ki signature. He didn't have one." Goku explained. Celeria quirked an eyebrow. "How did *you* know if you can't sense it?"
"The chip in my brain had some side effects," She stated breifly. "But... something's wrong with Goten! His ki is way down! Now are we going to go fight him or not? That IS what I was testing you for in your dreams. And, poor as you did, I think you're ready."
"Ok, let's go." Trunks said, reaching out for his friend's ki... indeed, it was far off course and low. This changed everything. Celeria raised an eyebrow again.
"He's a lot stronger. And he can put a damper on your ki, so-"
"You should have mentioned that sooner!" Exclaimed Gohan. "Will we have to counter it? Can we push through it?" He immediately began listing problems and strategies. Vegeta rolled his eyes.
"Whatever he has ready for us, we can beat it! Let's go!" He urged. For once, Piccolo was in agreement with the Prince. So were the rest of the Saiyans. Celeria was adament.
"You can't go rushing in to this! You don't know what he's prepared!"
"How do you suggest we find out then?" Growled Piccolo. Goku was begining to get befuddled. Everyone was changeing their positions on the matter. Celeria smiled.
"I've had a lot of time to think this out..."
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Presently, Goten came around to consciousness. He was broken and bloodied, his tongue dry from lack of use. The stagnant tang of blood lingered in the back of his mouth. He had been used as a human (well, part human) punching bag nonstop since he was brought here, and all the while his invisible assailant threw insults and challenges at him... or rather, his father. Humans only have so much patience in them. Saiyans have much less. It wasn't long before he finally snapped.
"Enough already!" He exploded, forcing his chi down to avoid any unpleasant shocks, so to speak. The invisible assault stopped momentarily, and the verbal began.
"So has the mighty Goku finished his attack?" The stranger taunted. "How did I ever survive?" Goten could practically feel the smirk stamped across his face. That was ok. He had a few surprises of his own to reveal.
"I'm not Son Goku." Almost immediately he sensed hesitation.
"Do not lie to me!" Goten found a fist in his stomache. He spat out the blood. Now there were two choises to consider. He could either claim his father had died already and make up a story to go with it, or tell his reptilian friend where Goku really was. Goten would not consider giving out the latter information to the enemy even for a second. But he knew his father, Vegeta, Piccolo, Gohan, and Trunks would be far more than this second rate villain could handle. In fact, as soon as Goten broke free he would join them and seal the idiot's fate. All in all, the second choice seemed best.
"I would never lie to such a close acquaintance." He said, making the sarcasm in his voice ostentatiously apparant. "But I can tell you where to find him." Now the half Saiyan sensed confusion and suspicion.
"How do I know you are who you claim to be? And even if you are, why would you sell out your father? And if you did tell me his location, how can I be sure you are not lying about that too?" Goten rolled his eyes upward. This guy was slightly paranoid. But he did think of everything. Goten's assailant brushed aside his offer and they continued in their hourly meetings.
Finally, Goten took steps. As the attacker came in for another round, Goten swung his feet out, instinctively knowing where the opponent was. His kick caught an unsuspecting lizardish creature beneath the shoulders. With a mighty flex of his legs, he swung around and sent Char careening into a wall. There was a pregnant pause and the lights switched on. Goten squinted in the sudden bright light, and caught his first glimpse of the 'mysterious' abductor.
He was red, with silver spots on his head, shoulders. He looked exactly like the final form of Freiza. Literally, he was something out of the bedtime stories his father used to tell him. He was Char, cousin of Freiza, and Goten knew him, though not personally.
But this was not all the young demi-Saiyan saw. On the far wall, held up by their wrists in ordinary bonds (and quite unconscious) were four girls. Another fairy tail come to life for Goten.
*****
"I don't see how this is really necessary." Gohan said. They were outdoors, and Celeria was attempting to teach him how to alter his appearance.
"Do you want to rescue Goten?" She asked archly.
"Well of course. But this seems like a round-about way to do it. We could take him by surprise, and-" He stopped short at the look his 'aunt' gave him.
"He's at least strong enough to take on your father and Vegeta. Do you want to rush in unprepared? For all we know he's already implanted a chip in Goten's brain and switched him to the dark side..."
"Yes, Celeria." Gohan conceded in the tone he normally used for Piccolo. Everyone else was in doors, except Bulma, who had a tape recorder, old scouter, and laptop ready for action.
*****
Goten found himself being lowered to the floor- quite a distance away, as he had originally suspected. When his feet finally touched, the bonds quickly snaked away from him leaving mean looking red welts and tearing the front of his gi, which was pretty soiled anyway. But that didn't matter to much; his arms were asleep from the shoulder down. Still, he lifted them slowly into a defensive position and looked warily around. Char was nowhere in sight or sense.
Then, suddenly, there he was, blurring into sight right in front of an astounded Goten. He took a startled step back. Then crouched back into a fighting stance. Char simply smirked and crossed his arms over his chest in a very Freiza-like way.
"If I was ready to kill you, I would have done so already," With that, he turned his back. Goten attacked immediately, aiming a foot at the lizard's head. Char flicked his tail up with a sharp snap, caught Goten around the ankle, and sent him flying into a wall, all in one smooth motion. The Saiyan-gone-projectile heard a distinct crack- perhaps bone, perhaps wall. The girls hanging there stirred breifly; they were returning to consciousness. Goten pulled himself to a feet, and began gathering his energy before Char started attacking again. He realized now, this wasn't a fight to free himself; the four girls' lives were on the line as well. He strove for Super Saiyan level.
In reality, Goten needn't have worried at all about the time it took to power up. Char was content to give him all the time in the world, then beat him into the ground when he was through. It very well would have gone that way if a resounding bang, followed by an explosion and plenty of debris, hadn't rocked the fortress just as Goten burst into his heightened form. Both warriors turned to face a large, jagged hole in the wall. Facing West, the wall was emitting the last radient light from a setting sun. Three figures stood silouhetted against it. All in all, it was quite a dramatic scene.
"Well well well, the peanut gallery has arrived." Murmured the lizard. Goten ignored this, and flew to join Tien, Krillin, and Yamcha.
"How'd you guys know what was going on?" Goten muttered as the four stared down the one.
"We CAN still sense ki, Goten." Krillin said. "We may have missed out dealing with this guy the first couple times, but now we're here to finish him." Goten smiled and shook his head as the four crouched simultaneously into defensive positions.
"That's so cute. Your friends have come to save you. But where's your brat and your prince?" Char goaded. Krillin Tien and Yamcha shot questioning looks at Goten.
"He thinks I'm my dad." Growled Goten, impatient to begin. The others nodded and shot after the monster, all blurs undetectable to an untrained eye. But Char was quite trained...
******
As one, all of the Saiyans and Piccolo jumped up, no matter where they were in the Capsule Corp. All ran out to the front lawn, Bulma chasing after them, wondering what was going on.
"Looks like our friend's ki sheild has been breached," Piccolo said.
"Goten's there." Goku said, looking in the direction of the fortress. "As are Tien, Yamcha, and Krillin." He grinned suddenly. Celeria returned it.
"So I finally get to meet all of your old gang. All right, screw the plan, let's go!" Five kis flared and took off.
*****
Four pairs of eyes opened slowly. Four minds became unpleasantly aware of their surroundings. Four sets of arms struggled in vain against their bonds. Four authors were annoyed.
"Are you guys all here?" Mystic G wondered aloud. She received three affirmative replies.
"Looks like we've been abducted again. Have we you to thank, Mystic?" Chelsee asked. None of the girls were able to turn their heads to look at the others. It was somewhat awkward.
"Uh-uh, wasn't me this time! I have no idea what's going on!"
"Guys, the fighting's started without us!" Daughter of Chaos exclaimed seeing the dust rising outside the gaping hole in the wall across the room.
"How rude... wait a sec, no Gohan!" barbo-chan hissed worriedly. The other three directed their attention to the barely-visible participants. She was right- no Gohan.
"Who are they fighting? I can't even tell..." Mystic G wondered.
"Who cares; they're losing! Where's my sword?" Demanded DoC. Four weapons lay on a table that no one had before noticed. barbo-chan grinned.
"This is not a problem. My staff will extend to me if I try hard enough. I can hook your sword and get it over here."
"But our hands- we can't use them to grip anything." Chelsee pointed out. The point was dropped as each of the authors went into sullen meditation on how to escape.
A solution presented itself presently. Five figures, rippling in ki, anger, and excitement, arrived on the scene. The fighting stopped, and all of the Z senshi grouped together in front of Char- nine very angry warriors, both human and not against one over-inflated lizard. not good odds.
Gohan looked at Char, his battered brother, and the captive authors, made a growling noise in his throat, and stalked purposefully toward where the four were held, daring Char to attack while his back was turned. The newly arrived powered up nearly all the way, however, clearly stating that it would not be a good idea. Gohan swiped the ordinary bonds off easily and the four authors dropped the short distance to the floor.
"I'm not even gonna ask what you're doing here this time. You can tell me after we pound this guy into the dust. Again." He joined his friends and powered up, stopping short of his mystic stage for fear of wrecking the Earth.
"So what are we here for?" Chelsee wondered, massaging her wrists.
"Doubtless our sunburned friend over there wanted to use these against the Z senshi." barbo-chan stated, walking over to the table and picking up her staff. She swung it through the air a few times before letting it rest at her side. the rest of the authors joined her.
"Doesn't seem to be working, does it?" DoC stated. "Perhaps we should go a little further away just in case."
"Yeah, doesn't seem like they need our help." Mystic G said, looking at the pitiful orange form being flung around. "They're powered up so it would take longer to affect them, I believe." This said, the authors found the proper door (the one NOT blown in the wall) and wandered down a short expanse of hallway. The door at the end opened on the desert-like plain the fortress was situated on. The authors walked a distance, around to the other side and had a clear view of the fight.
"I wonder what the range of Saiyan-harming power on these things is..." DoC wondered, hefting her sword. As if to answer, Goten went flying due to a lucky shot from Char.
"We should go a little farther I think." And so they did. They needn't have worried however, as not ten minutes later the nine warriors desended on them, none the worse for wear and tear. Goten grinned, creating a replica of Goku.
"That guy is history."
"Totally dead?" Chelsee asked.
"Not even ashes." The authors all grinned.
"Just like that? Then why the Hell were we even brought here?!" Demanded Mystic G. "No chips implanted, no mind control..." She trailed off. "I don't even remember how we got here."
She looked at her fellow authors. All shook their heads. None of them remembered.
"Well let's just go home. Mystic?" DoC said. Mystic G pulled out one of her arrows, and was about to transport them back home when an aircar suddenly breezed in.
"Wait a second!" Yajirobe jumped out of the car, counted heads, and grunted. "Kami wants to see you all."
"What for?" Growled Piccolo. He had no desire to see his counterpart. Yajirobe shrugged.
"All of us?" Asked barbo-chan.
"Yes, all of you. Are you gonna go or what?"
"Yeah, we'll be there." Goku said. Yajirobe grunted again and got into his car to speed off. The Z fighters prepared to take off.
"Wait a sec, we can't fly!" Protested Chelsee. Mystic G quickly shoved her arrow back into the quiver. Gohan caught the look they were giving him.
"Oh no! I'm not carrying all of you!" The authors looked at eachother.
"Now guys, I'm sure there's a mature way to handle this." DoC said.
"First one to catch him wins!" Proclaimed Mystic G, reaching for her arrows, which gave her speed.
"And no weapons!" barbo-chan said, looking pointedly at a guilty Mystic G. She put down her bow and quiver. Gohan was edging back slightly.
"Ready, set, GO!"
*****
Roughly an hour later (hey, you try and see how long it takes YOU to catch a demi saiyan) Chelsee was riding content in Gohan arms. DoC was nearby with Goten, barbo-chan with Goku, and Celeria carrying Mystic G. And onward to Kami's lookout hey went, all wondering what the Gaurdian wanted...
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That's it. The God-Blessed End! Bye-bye char. forever! muh-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! The end of breakdown- the fic that started so promising and then quickly went down the drain! that said, i'd like to thank you few but faithful who stuck with me through this horrid thing. I am NOT fond of this fic! can you tell?? if you like it, that's great, but i do not. it's got some good parts, but it's poorly written. sort of slapped together. There, I just reviewed my self . Also, if you're wondering why ended it so abruptly, it was really just an elaborate setup to tie loose ends and get the chars in place for my next fic. Oh, and if any of the three authors happen to be reading this, I just drew names to decide who rides with whom... well that's that. I don't mind telling you the next fic will be the end of the Ice saga. If you're not all disgusted with me, I suggest you read it. It promises to be better than this one. I just need to know on thing- what's the name of the species who shared the planet with the Saiyans? help is appreciated. ta for now!
~mysticGohan33~
Disclaimer: Same as all the others. I own nothing nothing nothing nothing....
Note: I'm done with flashbacks, so here's where it gets good again. Disregard the *** they're only separaters now, and don't signify flashbacks ^.^ Also, please keep in mind that Celeria's story only took an hour or so to tell, so Goten hasn't really been gone all that long.
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"She's weak." Vegeta scoffed, contempt ringing in his tone. He meant, of course, Celeria, who was sitting up in the hospital bed chatting with Bulma. "For all we know, she's lead Freiza's clone directly to us."
"Can we trust her?" Trunks asked, glancing over to the girl. He'd devolped a liking to her, as he'd been the first to meet her. He felt a personal responsibility over her.
"The Celeria I know would never hurt us willingly." Gohan said thoughtfully.
"But..."
"But she's changed. Which is understandable with all she's been through, but she could still be under Char's influence." Gohan said. "What do you think, dad? Dad?" He turned to find his father deep in thought. When he felt Gohan's eyes on him, he shook his head as if to clear it, then replied.
"There is no way to tell. I don't think she'll turn on us and attack. But whether she knows it or not, she's brought Char to Earth." Each of the warriors extended their senses. Indeed, far away they felt the energy- or lack thereof- that charachterized the lizard's prescence. Vegeta tensed visibly.
"I've had enough of that pest. I'm going to go finish him- for good this time!"
"Not a good idea," Warned Piccolo solemnly. "If you'd payed attention, you'd note that he is stronger."
"We can take him- right?" Trunks asked. Goku was frowning deeply.
"This just might be Freiza all over again." Further discussion was suddenly cut off when Celeria let out a small yelp and fell right off the bed.
"What *now*?" Wondered Vegeta.
"He's here!" She exclaimed. The Z warriors glanced at each other.
"We know. He's hiding out in one of his fortresses." Gohan said soothingly. Celeria looked puzzled.
"How can you tell?" She asked. Her senses weren't as developed as the rest of the warriors.
"In all of the other attempts he made, he always had a very unique ki signature. He didn't have one." Goku explained. Celeria quirked an eyebrow. "How did *you* know if you can't sense it?"
"The chip in my brain had some side effects," She stated breifly. "But... something's wrong with Goten! His ki is way down! Now are we going to go fight him or not? That IS what I was testing you for in your dreams. And, poor as you did, I think you're ready."
"Ok, let's go." Trunks said, reaching out for his friend's ki... indeed, it was far off course and low. This changed everything. Celeria raised an eyebrow again.
"He's a lot stronger. And he can put a damper on your ki, so-"
"You should have mentioned that sooner!" Exclaimed Gohan. "Will we have to counter it? Can we push through it?" He immediately began listing problems and strategies. Vegeta rolled his eyes.
"Whatever he has ready for us, we can beat it! Let's go!" He urged. For once, Piccolo was in agreement with the Prince. So were the rest of the Saiyans. Celeria was adament.
"You can't go rushing in to this! You don't know what he's prepared!"
"How do you suggest we find out then?" Growled Piccolo. Goku was begining to get befuddled. Everyone was changeing their positions on the matter. Celeria smiled.
"I've had a lot of time to think this out..."
*********
Presently, Goten came around to consciousness. He was broken and bloodied, his tongue dry from lack of use. The stagnant tang of blood lingered in the back of his mouth. He had been used as a human (well, part human) punching bag nonstop since he was brought here, and all the while his invisible assailant threw insults and challenges at him... or rather, his father. Humans only have so much patience in them. Saiyans have much less. It wasn't long before he finally snapped.
"Enough already!" He exploded, forcing his chi down to avoid any unpleasant shocks, so to speak. The invisible assault stopped momentarily, and the verbal began.
"So has the mighty Goku finished his attack?" The stranger taunted. "How did I ever survive?" Goten could practically feel the smirk stamped across his face. That was ok. He had a few surprises of his own to reveal.
"I'm not Son Goku." Almost immediately he sensed hesitation.
"Do not lie to me!" Goten found a fist in his stomache. He spat out the blood. Now there were two choises to consider. He could either claim his father had died already and make up a story to go with it, or tell his reptilian friend where Goku really was. Goten would not consider giving out the latter information to the enemy even for a second. But he knew his father, Vegeta, Piccolo, Gohan, and Trunks would be far more than this second rate villain could handle. In fact, as soon as Goten broke free he would join them and seal the idiot's fate. All in all, the second choice seemed best.
"I would never lie to such a close acquaintance." He said, making the sarcasm in his voice ostentatiously apparant. "But I can tell you where to find him." Now the half Saiyan sensed confusion and suspicion.
"How do I know you are who you claim to be? And even if you are, why would you sell out your father? And if you did tell me his location, how can I be sure you are not lying about that too?" Goten rolled his eyes upward. This guy was slightly paranoid. But he did think of everything. Goten's assailant brushed aside his offer and they continued in their hourly meetings.
Finally, Goten took steps. As the attacker came in for another round, Goten swung his feet out, instinctively knowing where the opponent was. His kick caught an unsuspecting lizardish creature beneath the shoulders. With a mighty flex of his legs, he swung around and sent Char careening into a wall. There was a pregnant pause and the lights switched on. Goten squinted in the sudden bright light, and caught his first glimpse of the 'mysterious' abductor.
He was red, with silver spots on his head, shoulders. He looked exactly like the final form of Freiza. Literally, he was something out of the bedtime stories his father used to tell him. He was Char, cousin of Freiza, and Goten knew him, though not personally.
But this was not all the young demi-Saiyan saw. On the far wall, held up by their wrists in ordinary bonds (and quite unconscious) were four girls. Another fairy tail come to life for Goten.
*****
"I don't see how this is really necessary." Gohan said. They were outdoors, and Celeria was attempting to teach him how to alter his appearance.
"Do you want to rescue Goten?" She asked archly.
"Well of course. But this seems like a round-about way to do it. We could take him by surprise, and-" He stopped short at the look his 'aunt' gave him.
"He's at least strong enough to take on your father and Vegeta. Do you want to rush in unprepared? For all we know he's already implanted a chip in Goten's brain and switched him to the dark side..."
"Yes, Celeria." Gohan conceded in the tone he normally used for Piccolo. Everyone else was in doors, except Bulma, who had a tape recorder, old scouter, and laptop ready for action.
*****
Goten found himself being lowered to the floor- quite a distance away, as he had originally suspected. When his feet finally touched, the bonds quickly snaked away from him leaving mean looking red welts and tearing the front of his gi, which was pretty soiled anyway. But that didn't matter to much; his arms were asleep from the shoulder down. Still, he lifted them slowly into a defensive position and looked warily around. Char was nowhere in sight or sense.
Then, suddenly, there he was, blurring into sight right in front of an astounded Goten. He took a startled step back. Then crouched back into a fighting stance. Char simply smirked and crossed his arms over his chest in a very Freiza-like way.
"If I was ready to kill you, I would have done so already," With that, he turned his back. Goten attacked immediately, aiming a foot at the lizard's head. Char flicked his tail up with a sharp snap, caught Goten around the ankle, and sent him flying into a wall, all in one smooth motion. The Saiyan-gone-projectile heard a distinct crack- perhaps bone, perhaps wall. The girls hanging there stirred breifly; they were returning to consciousness. Goten pulled himself to a feet, and began gathering his energy before Char started attacking again. He realized now, this wasn't a fight to free himself; the four girls' lives were on the line as well. He strove for Super Saiyan level.
In reality, Goten needn't have worried at all about the time it took to power up. Char was content to give him all the time in the world, then beat him into the ground when he was through. It very well would have gone that way if a resounding bang, followed by an explosion and plenty of debris, hadn't rocked the fortress just as Goten burst into his heightened form. Both warriors turned to face a large, jagged hole in the wall. Facing West, the wall was emitting the last radient light from a setting sun. Three figures stood silouhetted against it. All in all, it was quite a dramatic scene.
"Well well well, the peanut gallery has arrived." Murmured the lizard. Goten ignored this, and flew to join Tien, Krillin, and Yamcha.
"How'd you guys know what was going on?" Goten muttered as the four stared down the one.
"We CAN still sense ki, Goten." Krillin said. "We may have missed out dealing with this guy the first couple times, but now we're here to finish him." Goten smiled and shook his head as the four crouched simultaneously into defensive positions.
"That's so cute. Your friends have come to save you. But where's your brat and your prince?" Char goaded. Krillin Tien and Yamcha shot questioning looks at Goten.
"He thinks I'm my dad." Growled Goten, impatient to begin. The others nodded and shot after the monster, all blurs undetectable to an untrained eye. But Char was quite trained...
******
As one, all of the Saiyans and Piccolo jumped up, no matter where they were in the Capsule Corp. All ran out to the front lawn, Bulma chasing after them, wondering what was going on.
"Looks like our friend's ki sheild has been breached," Piccolo said.
"Goten's there." Goku said, looking in the direction of the fortress. "As are Tien, Yamcha, and Krillin." He grinned suddenly. Celeria returned it.
"So I finally get to meet all of your old gang. All right, screw the plan, let's go!" Five kis flared and took off.
*****
Four pairs of eyes opened slowly. Four minds became unpleasantly aware of their surroundings. Four sets of arms struggled in vain against their bonds. Four authors were annoyed.
"Are you guys all here?" Mystic G wondered aloud. She received three affirmative replies.
"Looks like we've been abducted again. Have we you to thank, Mystic?" Chelsee asked. None of the girls were able to turn their heads to look at the others. It was somewhat awkward.
"Uh-uh, wasn't me this time! I have no idea what's going on!"
"Guys, the fighting's started without us!" Daughter of Chaos exclaimed seeing the dust rising outside the gaping hole in the wall across the room.
"How rude... wait a sec, no Gohan!" barbo-chan hissed worriedly. The other three directed their attention to the barely-visible participants. She was right- no Gohan.
"Who are they fighting? I can't even tell..." Mystic G wondered.
"Who cares; they're losing! Where's my sword?" Demanded DoC. Four weapons lay on a table that no one had before noticed. barbo-chan grinned.
"This is not a problem. My staff will extend to me if I try hard enough. I can hook your sword and get it over here."
"But our hands- we can't use them to grip anything." Chelsee pointed out. The point was dropped as each of the authors went into sullen meditation on how to escape.
A solution presented itself presently. Five figures, rippling in ki, anger, and excitement, arrived on the scene. The fighting stopped, and all of the Z senshi grouped together in front of Char- nine very angry warriors, both human and not against one over-inflated lizard. not good odds.
Gohan looked at Char, his battered brother, and the captive authors, made a growling noise in his throat, and stalked purposefully toward where the four were held, daring Char to attack while his back was turned. The newly arrived powered up nearly all the way, however, clearly stating that it would not be a good idea. Gohan swiped the ordinary bonds off easily and the four authors dropped the short distance to the floor.
"I'm not even gonna ask what you're doing here this time. You can tell me after we pound this guy into the dust. Again." He joined his friends and powered up, stopping short of his mystic stage for fear of wrecking the Earth.
"So what are we here for?" Chelsee wondered, massaging her wrists.
"Doubtless our sunburned friend over there wanted to use these against the Z senshi." barbo-chan stated, walking over to the table and picking up her staff. She swung it through the air a few times before letting it rest at her side. the rest of the authors joined her.
"Doesn't seem to be working, does it?" DoC stated. "Perhaps we should go a little further away just in case."
"Yeah, doesn't seem like they need our help." Mystic G said, looking at the pitiful orange form being flung around. "They're powered up so it would take longer to affect them, I believe." This said, the authors found the proper door (the one NOT blown in the wall) and wandered down a short expanse of hallway. The door at the end opened on the desert-like plain the fortress was situated on. The authors walked a distance, around to the other side and had a clear view of the fight.
"I wonder what the range of Saiyan-harming power on these things is..." DoC wondered, hefting her sword. As if to answer, Goten went flying due to a lucky shot from Char.
"We should go a little farther I think." And so they did. They needn't have worried however, as not ten minutes later the nine warriors desended on them, none the worse for wear and tear. Goten grinned, creating a replica of Goku.
"That guy is history."
"Totally dead?" Chelsee asked.
"Not even ashes." The authors all grinned.
"Just like that? Then why the Hell were we even brought here?!" Demanded Mystic G. "No chips implanted, no mind control..." She trailed off. "I don't even remember how we got here."
She looked at her fellow authors. All shook their heads. None of them remembered.
"Well let's just go home. Mystic?" DoC said. Mystic G pulled out one of her arrows, and was about to transport them back home when an aircar suddenly breezed in.
"Wait a second!" Yajirobe jumped out of the car, counted heads, and grunted. "Kami wants to see you all."
"What for?" Growled Piccolo. He had no desire to see his counterpart. Yajirobe shrugged.
"All of us?" Asked barbo-chan.
"Yes, all of you. Are you gonna go or what?"
"Yeah, we'll be there." Goku said. Yajirobe grunted again and got into his car to speed off. The Z fighters prepared to take off.
"Wait a sec, we can't fly!" Protested Chelsee. Mystic G quickly shoved her arrow back into the quiver. Gohan caught the look they were giving him.
"Oh no! I'm not carrying all of you!" The authors looked at eachother.
"Now guys, I'm sure there's a mature way to handle this." DoC said.
"First one to catch him wins!" Proclaimed Mystic G, reaching for her arrows, which gave her speed.
"And no weapons!" barbo-chan said, looking pointedly at a guilty Mystic G. She put down her bow and quiver. Gohan was edging back slightly.
"Ready, set, GO!"
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Roughly an hour later (hey, you try and see how long it takes YOU to catch a demi saiyan) Chelsee was riding content in Gohan arms. DoC was nearby with Goten, barbo-chan with Goku, and Celeria carrying Mystic G. And onward to Kami's lookout hey went, all wondering what the Gaurdian wanted...
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That's it. The God-Blessed End! Bye-bye char. forever! muh-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! The end of breakdown- the fic that started so promising and then quickly went down the drain! that said, i'd like to thank you few but faithful who stuck with me through this horrid thing. I am NOT fond of this fic! can you tell?? if you like it, that's great, but i do not. it's got some good parts, but it's poorly written. sort of slapped together. There, I just reviewed my self . Also, if you're wondering why ended it so abruptly, it was really just an elaborate setup to tie loose ends and get the chars in place for my next fic. Oh, and if any of the three authors happen to be reading this, I just drew names to decide who rides with whom... well that's that. I don't mind telling you the next fic will be the end of the Ice saga. If you're not all disgusted with me, I suggest you read it. It promises to be better than this one. I just need to know on thing- what's the name of the species who shared the planet with the Saiyans? help is appreciated. ta for now!
~mysticGohan33~