Lost Kin
Chapter 10: It Was All A Lie
Author: Okami
"Power will intoxicate the best hearts, as wine the strongest heads. No man is wise enough, nor good enough, to be trusted with unlimited power."
Colton"You bastard!" Anon whispered, glancing up at Obsidian.
"I see it worked after all," a voice with a British accent said, apparently amused.
Draco gave a side ways glance at Obsidian before saying,
"Indeed. Your plan was brilliant."
"What plan? What are you talking about? And just who are you?" Trunks shouted at the two.
The dark haired man smiled at the naiveté of the young boy. His white cape flapped in the breeze as he descended.
"It is quite simple my dear boy. Mutagena may have been just a virus, but the anger it stored created a new entity. This new entity needed a host in order to live and mature, and what better host than a Saiyan half-breed. Draco was able to grow and mature on the hatred Tritana felt for me and my men, which as you can see, was very large." Obsidian chuckled deeply as horror spread across Trunks' face.
Anon was speechless. Any shreds of respect he had once had for Obsidian disappeared. He lowered his head and clenched his fists in frustration.
"You mean to tell me that you put her through all that pain and suffering…just so that monster could grow inside of her! How could you do that to her!" he cried. "She is a living, breathing person!"
Obsidian chuckled again. "Not for much longer. After one full hour of being in control, Draco can finally take total control of her body; leaving not a trace of the Saiyan. So don't even try to stop us."
The warriors were too shocked and surprised to move, much less speak. Anon, along with Goku, Gohan and Trunks slowly began to power up. They would not take this sitting down; they were going to fight with all they had to get Tritana back.
"That's all well and good but can you back up your words with your fists," Turles said, stepping out in front of the group. He used his fingers to motion Obsidian towards him. "Let's see what you got."
"Turles don't!" Anon cried. "You know you're no match for him! Have you lost your mind?!"
"Stay out of this kid. I've got business with him and I'm not leaving 'til it's over."
"I see you're still angry at me for sending you to earth all those years ago. Pity, you were one of the few Saiyans I could actually tolerate," Obsidian sneered.
"Hold on a second. You were ordered to come here and take Tritana?" Goku asked, startled. Turles only continued to stare hard at Obsidian. "Then why did you act like you wanted me?" Still, no reply came.
Anon sighed heavily. "He was ordered to go to Earth and bring back a Saiyan. Turles didn't want to bring back a child but she was the only one he could get at that time. He didn't know what Obsidian had planned for her and I can tell you that he seriously regrets it now."
"Well, are we gonna fight? Or maybe you're too scared," Turles teased.
"I've had just about enough of you," Obsidian growled. He disappeared from sight and reappeared directly in front of Turles, upper cutting him. The blow took him totally by surprise and sent him flying into the sky. As Obsidian continued to beat on Turles, Justin approached the Z fighters.
"Anyone wanna play?" he asked, taking on a fighting stance.
"Justin you traitor," Anon spat. "How could you let yourself become a test subject?"
"It's quite simple really. After the test was successful on the Saiyan half-breed-"
"Tritana."
"Whatever. After they were successful in making her stronger, Obsidian needed more proof so I volunteered. It was a small price to pay for power but it was well worth it."
"Nothing's worth the freedom of a living soul." Anon stepped out to face the traitor. "You're goin' down old friend."
"Let's just see about that shall we?" Justin threw an energy blast then flew into the air after the redheaded Saiyan.
"Any volunteers or should I just kill you all at once?" Draco asked suddenly.
Vegeta laughed. "This should be a piece of cake." He shoved his son out of the way and strolled up to the creature. "Show me whatcha got."
"As you wish," Draco laughed. Dragon wings extended to their 12-foot wingspan as the beast stretched. He relaxed and waited a moment before sighing, "Fine, I'll start it off." The creature burst forward and nailed the Prince of Saiyans' in the face with one mighty fist.
Vegeta flew into the fighters behind him, knocking them all down and continued to sore at least 10 more feet before regaining control. He was able to stop his body in mid air but was knocked into the dirt by a blow to his abdomen. The force of Draco's elbow embedding itself in his stomach, plus the hard ground against his back forced the air out of now painful lungs.
As a leg came into view, Vegeta flipped up his legs, did a handstand, and propelled himself a few feet away. Air came in short gasps and his eyes were wide with surprise and a hint of fear glinted in them as well. They widened even more when Draco disappeared from sight; the Prince of Saiyans' could not follow the creature's movements they were too fast.
"Am I too quick for you?" a deep voice whispered from behind. Vegeta's eyes widened and a few short breathes escaped his lips before a powerful kick was placed to the small of his back, sending him face first into the dirt.
Draco grinned at how easily his advisory went down. A small puff of dust erupted to his left, so he turned to see what had caused it. What he saw was a beaten and battered Turles struggling to stand. Something inside of him whimpered slightly when the Saiyan coughed up a mouthful of blood. He shook his head to clear his mind of useless emotions and turned his attention back to Vegeta who was now on his hands and knees muttering to himself.
"You are beginning to bore me Vegeta. I'll give you a quick end in return for your assistance," Draco laughed, walking towards his fallen foe.
"His assistance? What are you talking about?" Trunks demanded, taking a step towards his father.
"He never told you? Oh, such a pity. Well, your friend here was one of the people who took advantage of this body as well as the one who gave her this nasty little scar." Draco pointed with a talon to his right eye and traced the scar its full length.
Goku's jaw went slack at the revelation. He couldn't believe Vegeta would do something like that. Yeah, he had been evil once but his pride and honor had never changed in all the time Goku'd known him. So what, he wondered, had possessed him to take advantage of a little girl. Anger swelled upside of him, blurring his concentration and making it hard not to Super Saiyan where he stood.
Draco flicked his red eyes in Goku's direction but ignored the smell of hatred filling the air. He stretched a hand out to the Saiyan Prince and charged up an energy blast. Before he could throw it however, something crashed into his side, sending him off balance and to the side a few steps.
"Oops," a sarcastic voiced exclaimed from above. Justin had "accidentally" hit his opponent into Draco and was now slowly descending.
"You idiot! Can't you even fight without screwing up!" Draco growled at the boy. "If you weren't one of Obsidian's lap dogs I would have killed you long ago you blundering baka!" He allowed his gaze to travel down to the bleeding form of Anon. The Saiyan was in bad shape but refused to give in to the pain, as he was trying stand. Again, something in the back of the beast's mind whimpered and this time sparked at the sight of injured warrior. The demon shook his head but the spark only grew in intensity.
The fighters watched in curiosity as Draco clutched his head and began grunting loudly. Even Obsidian stopped his assault on his helpless opponent to observe his creation growl at an unseen enemy.
"Oh no," Turles mumbled. "It's happening again."
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Tritana slowly opened her eyes and looked around. To her surprise she no longer wore her casual clothes but a jet-black gi (Goku's normal clothing style) with a red obi (sash) tied tightly around her waist. She gasped when she found herself standing in an empty void; no walls or floor surrounded her, just an empty room of darkness. Off in distance a strange being appeared out of no where and began walking towards her. Even before she saw the stranger she knew who it was, Draco; she could feel his evil energy all around her. The creature stopped a few yards from her and smiled cynically, showing off its pearl white fangs. Beautiful dragon wings folded themselves neatly behind his large shoulders and his arms were crossed over a furry chest.
"It's been a long time," Draco whispered. "Since we'd last fought over this body."
"Yes it has," Tritana muttered back. The last and only time she'd lost a battle with Draco was when three scientists attempted to force her to transform. The creature defeated her in the very place they were standing now and almost destroyed the spaceship before Tritana regained control. Now here they stood again, two souls trapped in the same body, both fighting for control in the endless battle of good versus evil.
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"Not again," Anon whispered as well. He helped Turles to his feet but all the while kept his eyes fastened to Draco's quivering form.
"What? What's going on?" Goku demanded, taking a step towards the injured Saiyans.
"Tritana and Draco's souls are trapped inside the same body and only one can be in control at a time. Right now Draco is but I think Tritana is putting up a fight inside his head," Anon gritted.
"Hold on. You mean there are two people inside the same body?" Trunks asked, his voice filled with disbelief.
"Yes. We must take advantage of this opportunity before it's too late. We have to kill him now." Turles spoke the last sentence as if it were killing him to do so. He slowly released himself from Anon's helping grip and staggered a few steps toward the growling beast. A voice rang in his ears so loud that he clamped his hands over his ears to block it out; "NO!" it screamed at him.
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A circle of light appeared beside the two spirits, showing them the battle waging on outside the void. Tritana gasped when Turles made an attempt to get closer to Draco.
"NO!" she screamed at him and was surprised when he cupped his hands over his ears and scrunched his face in pain. "You heard me?" she asked the mirror in awe.
The image of her adopted father nodded and blinked at the creature before him, clearly confused. As the mirror's viewpoint got larger, she saw the others looking at the beast with the same expression.
"Only the ones with whom you have a strong bond with may hear your voice," Draco chuckled. "That way, they can hear you scream for mercy." He took a few steps forward and adopted a familiar fighting stance, her fighting stance. The monster had obviously learned her moves while she trained so she had to stay on guard and prepare for the worst.
"I scream for no one," she replied, spitting in front of the beast. She adopted her own fighting stance and narrowed her eyes. This is it. The last chance I have to save my Saiyan-hood. If I fail now, I may never have another chance. Letting out a blaring battle cry, the half-Saiyan leapt forward to face her destiny and possibly even her death.
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"Tritana!" Anon cried. He'd heard her conversation and knew that she was fighting a monster far stronger than her. Looking up at Obsidian and Justin made his blood boil, but when he saw them both smiling he shut his eyes and clenched his fists tightly. The feeling of helplessness filled his thoughts as he remembered all the times he'd come back from a mission to find his only friend and companion beaten and bruised. He'd nursed her back to health numerous times but it was never enough, she would always come back the same way, sometimes worse than others. He thought of all the times when she'd stuck up for him, saved him from a beating by taking it herself.
Now, here she was in danger and he just stood there like a coward, not helping when it counted the most. It would not happen like that, he wouldn't let it happen; he would fight at the sacrifice of his own life if necessary. Almost instantly, something snapped inside of him sending his energy through the roof. Eyes snapped open and turned turquoise while his hair stood up more than normal and turned a bright gold. A gold aura flowed from his body and yellow flames surrounded his trembling body.
"Anon?" Turles asked timidly. Never in his life had he felt a power this, and yet, somehow he knew Anon was now a Super Saiyan. "Can you hear me Anon?"
"Turles, stay out of this fight. This is between me and Obsidian now," Anon growled from deep within his throat. "I'll make you pay for harming her!" Without warning, the Saiyan was in the air and landing a punch to Obsidian's midsection. The force of the attack forced the man to bend over and clutch his aching stomach. He then received a fist in his face, which sent him flying into the white clouds above. The Super Saiyan sped ahead of his foe, stopped, and landed two clenched fists right into Obsidian's lower back; the dark haired man created a creator when he impacted with the earth.
Anon, breathing hard from fury, landed beside his crippled foe and smiled evilly.
"It is time for the revenge of my people, my friends, and my family. Say bye-bye," Anon chuckled. His chuckles grew into insane laughter as a ball of energy began forming in his open hand. He stretched the hand towards the struggling Obsidian and released all his pent up energy at once, completely destroying the surrounding land. When the dust cleared, not a speck of the evil lord remained, to the great satisfaction of Anon.
"And now," the Saiyan laughed as he turned towards Draco, "It's your turn."
"Anon wait!" Goku screamed at him. "If you kill Draco than you also kill Tritana. Do you really want to kill your friend?"
The newly Super Saiyan laughed hysterically, his entire body shacking from the force of his laughter. Just as suddenly as it started, he ceased cackling and stared the warriors down with ice-cold eyes and spoke not a word.
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Tritana blinked at her companion and closest friend until realization hit her; the Super Saiyan's power was too much for Anon to handle. Anon could not control his anger and it was blurring his judgment of who was friend or foe. She relayed this vital info to the other fighters while struggling to defeat Draco at the same time. To her misfortune, the situation distracted the half-Saiyan from her battle, allowing Draco to put her in a strangle hold and clutch her tight.
"You see how futile this little game of yours is?" Draco snickered, tightening his grip. "Watch as your friends and family slowly die by your own hands." The creature turned towards the mirror, where only seconds before his trembling form had lain. Now, he stood tall and proud as if nothing had happened, blood red eyes gazed evilly at the fighters before him and his lips curled back in an evil smirk. Now that the mind of Draco had control, Tritana had no say in the actions her body took.
***Authors Note***
I just wanted to make it clear that I do not own DBZ. I do however own Tritana, Anon, Obsidian and Draco so please do not take them without my permission. Also, if you have questions or comments feel free to e-mail me at animewolf5@yahoo.com. Be warned that flames will be read and sometimes responded to but most will be incinerated.
