An unknown challenger arrives!! Everyone fight!!
Gohan woke up the next morning feeling like he had drunk a full tank's worth of rum. What in the hell was there in those Konatsu drinks anyway? He rose from his bed, trying to blink out the drowsiness and finally opened his eyes to see a bizarrely designed bedroom filled with all sorts of tapestries.
Sharp pains brought Gohan to unconsciously place his hand on his stomach. His head started to feel swimmy. He REALLY didn't like Konatsu cuisine and drink. Gohan's stomach growled loudly and he finally realized that the food here didn't like him much either. Soon, Gohan quickly got out of bed, hoping he wouldn't throw up but alas it didn't stop him from blowing any chunks as he quickly did on the tainted marble-like floor.
What he wouldn't do for some of Chi-Chi's or Videl's cooking. Kami, he really missed Videl and Pan.
"Sheesh, and all this time Videl wanted to go with me…" Gohan, with a mother of hangovers, vomited some more.
Ah the joy's of Konatsu food.
***
Droplets of water began to drop as quickly as ripples began to form over the surface of the fountain where Datcyde's face stared, gravely. From there he wiped his face and walked over towards the halls of the highest level of the palace. Passing by what it seemed an endless display of mosaics; he caught sight of Gokuu and Uubu walking towards his direction.
"Datcyde!" Gokuu called.
"Yes. Good morning Son Gokuu. Did you sleep well? You will need your rest in order to participate in the warrior games."
"You don't have to worry about me, I slept like a rock. What about you? I don't think you slept very well…"
Datcyde chose not to answer. Instead he shifted his attention to the smaller, swarthy figure standing besides Gokuu.
"I never got a chance to meet your friend."
"It's Uubu." The African boy muttered.
"Uubu? Sounds like something you would name a pet, not to bring any insult on your part my friend." Datcyde smiled dryly.
Uubu frowned a bit as Gokuu blinked yet again.
"And what is he? Human?"
"Um, long story. He's reincarnated." Spoke Gokuu.
"I see," Datcyde, continued, "Well then, I think you have matches to face, warriors to expend," Datcyde beamed a sarcastic smirk as he spoke, "Your companions will be meeting you shortly for Din-ry-op-sokk."
"The what?" Gokuu asked.
"Breakfast." Datcyde plainly put it. He then walked off toward his hall of study and shut the grandiose sized door with his 'magic' with the loudest of bangs.
Gokuu shrugged towards Uubu and they both had left.
***
After the morning banquet had ended, Gokuu and the others had left to their appointed ride. But no one could have predicted that their ride was a fifty-foot tall, almost dragon yet mammal like beast, with teeth larger than most soldiers' swords. The way it moved, it was almost as if it was an over grown snake yet it deemed the features mammals would normally have with its almost velvety, barely noticeable coat of fur. It's back was clearly arched up with a hollow hole right on top of it. It made the most bizarre of noises, especially coming from its abdomen.
"I know how you feel…" Gohan thought to himself.
"What is that thing?" Kuririn looked almost frightened by the large beast. Gohan wasn't very intimidated by the creature as he encountered dozens of beasts twice his size when he was a child living out in the wilderness.
"I dunno. By the looks of it, it looks more like a dragon. Who knows…" Trunks nonchalantly looked up with his hand seamlessly blocking the twin sun's ultra-violet rays. Trunks stared into the beast's white-eye facing him: void of any pigment or pupil.
"This is a Drijiconius. They're quite friendly…when they're feed properly. They're also good for fighting and racing. They can get quite fierce. Plus they move very rapidly." Tapion greeted as he patted the large creature's jaw.
"I bet…" Goten muttered.
The Queen arrived. Baring all sorts of beautiful garments with small jewelry hung from her forehead. And accompanying her was Kalgan.
"My Queen," Tapion bowed. Just as the others were about to do the same, the Queen spoke, "Tapion, there's no need to bow. Please rise."
"Ah, Son Gokuu. How are you?" Kalgan asked dryly.
"I'm doing fine. Boy was that banquet appetizing!" said Gokuu.
"You could have eaten an entire armies worth of food. You're healthy. You're strong. May Njanai be with you throughout your life." Kalgan smiled and spoke with his aged voice with sincerity.
"Um, thanks! Same to you."
"So Son Gokuu, are you prepared to face off in the games? I will be expecting a good show." The Queen smiled almost flirtatiously. Gokuu smiled sheepishly back and let out an "Ok".
"Datcyde hasn't arrived yet. Where is that white haired warrior?" The Queen asked.
"Why I'm here my Queen. Did you think I would neglect to see the legendary fighter in action?" Datcyde greeted.
"There you are. Come. The entire city of Konpu is awaiting our arrival, but most importantly yours, Son Gokuu."
And so Datcyde, Tapion and anyone else who was Konat climbed on top of the beast with their magic by levitating. The Queen had gone first and she hadn't asked for any help but Son Gokuu assisted her nonetheless.
Another Drijiconius was waiting for the Z-Senshi. They levitated by their own means. They all found themselves inside a well-ventilated, sizeable, silver cocoon like shelter resting atop of the creature.
"This-um dragon sort of reminds me of Shenron. Minus the green scales and all…" Kuririn reasoned.
"Hey where's dad going?" Goten asked as he peered out of the cocoon.
"Seems like he decided to go with the Queen." Trunks replied.
"Hey dad see you there!" Goten shouted.
"Likewise!" Gokuu shouted back.
"Your son is much like you. Who is his mother?" The Queen asked.
"Chi-Chi. She says that Goten looks a lot like me, and she's right. The older one, Gohan, is my eldest. She's been always after Gohan for his studies. Chi-Chi isn't really that protective of Goten. Goten reached super saiya-jin when he was just a child."
"I'd imagine their strength and power comes from their father's side." Lady Rezaa smiled.
Gokuu chuckled as he placed his hand behind his head.
Datcyde subtly rolled his eyes and looked out of moving cocoon.
And so the mighty beasts began to move on their own as if he exactly knew where they were heading. Amazingly, they managed to move along at a quick yet steady pace, passing through various unusually constructed villages, buildings and market places. The city of Konpu seemed like it covered the entire planet as it stretched beyond where the twin suns crested: when in fact it was just the opposite. The city was teaming with life. Activity. At each turn there was something going on. What really made the largest impression on the visitors was the music. It was beautiful. Each note carried some sort of emotion to the listener. Not overly melodramatic yet not apathetic in the least. Just perfect.
Gohan for a moment lost himself in the deep abyss of melodic harmony.
"Gohan…Gohan, GOHAN!"
"What?" Gohan briefly frowned at whoever was calling him. He continued, "What do you want Goten?"
"You seemed like you were just dosing off. Were going to be at the coliseum any minute." Well at least most people were enjoying the music.
"Relax. The city is to damn big to arrive there so fast. Might as well lay back and chill. You're the one who's always laidback." Trunks suggested as he placed his head behind his arms.
"You're the one who always laidback…" Goten purposely-intimidated Trunks in a nasal tone of voice.
"Hey quit making fun, chummmm…p."
Goten frowned and had the biggest urge to pound his head.
"Hey you two. Knock it off. Look." Gohan pointed at Uubu who had already gone to sleep.
"Boy is he lucky." Said Trunks. Then a figure inside the other cocoon on the beast caught Trunks attention. Minoshia grinned at Trunks and gave him a thumbs up. Trunks did the same.
"Hey what happened with Minoshia?" Goten asked.
"He wants to spar with me for some reason. I dunno." Trunks nonchalantly shrugged.
Then the ride stopped with a dull thump sound from the Drijiconius' pounding feet as it made a menacing grunt.
"Were here already?" Trunks asked a bit perplexed.
"Ha, ha. Look who's stupid now." Goten chuckled. Trunks decided to give, again, the birdie towards Goten. Goten did the same.
"You know the Queen is staring at you both. You do know that, right?" Gohan pointed out.
They both froze in turned slowly. "Is she looking at us?" Trunks whispered. "Yeah. Think so."
The Queen chuckled a bit. Moments later the passengers left the two beasts to meet at their destination.
"Whoa." Goten muttered in awe. The coliseum was indeed grandiose in size. The first thing that came to Gokuu and the other's minds was the Tenkaichi Budoukai they had fought in oh so many years ago when that fateful day the had eventually faced off against Babidi, Darbura, and most of all Buu.
"This is what makes capital city so imperative amongst our people." Datcyde smiled as he stared with satisfaction upon the coliseum's incredible design.
Soon, they entered the large structure and saw multiple warriors and gladiators battling each other in multitudes of melees. Blood was the evident color of the ground of the coliseum and soon the one they called "Legend of the Brave" would find himself in such a place: Gokuu.
***
Ever since the reconstruction of South City, the inhabitants there had always had an unwary sense of dread. The androids were an infamous reminder of the evil that had once made itself home on earth. A plaque of all those who had died on that fateful day on May 16th all those years ago, stood in place in the middle of the town square.
Today was like any other day. Hundreds of people busily walking about to their homes, work, or wherever they decided to go. Hovering cars here and there. All of these activities seemed to be going on amidst one-minute girl. She walked along the city sidewalk kicking an empty coke bottle and humming some bizarre tune. That's when she sensed something. She hid behind a staircase, connected to an entrance of an apartment complex.
Her heart began to pound with fear. She knew someone was after her. She couldn't see that someone but she knew he was nearby and the only thing in her mind that kept repeating was the word: run.
And so she did. Moments later, unexpectedly, she had ran into a slightly over-weight police officer on duty.
"Whoa, hold on there." He said as he bent down to the girl's level. "Shouldn't you be with your parents? Are you lost?"
The girl said nothing and tried to budge from his grip. The officer looked into the girl's reddish pupils and swallowed. "Are…are you in any kind of trouble?" The girl suddenly smiled almost diabolically and grabbed onto his neck.
"Here, we'll find you're parents. Say, what's your name?"
"Jinta." She muttered under her breath.
"What was that?" The officer asked as he scratched the back of his head.
And there was indeed someone coming from the urban landscape. She could see the figure, clear as day.
It was the soldier of death.
She grappled harder onto his uniform and said, "Please hurry. I need to go…to the bathroom." The police officer smiled lightly and replied "No problem little lady. Here, I'll drive you to the nearest rest stop and we'll find you're parents from there."
The girl quickly went inside the police car and shut the door hard.
"I guess she really has to go." The officer said to himself.
The officer went inside the police vehicle and hovered off with the girl inside.
Terminus had been walking along the streets of South City for little over five minutes and he was already bored of this planet. His scanner picked up traces of ki, here and there, but none that belonged to his quarry.
Cars curved off of the road to avoid any accidents with the moving figure. One of them yelled, "Hey are you crazy??" Another, "Get outta the road!" Another, "What the hell do think your doing?" and so on. A large fuel, tanker truck was heading straight towards Terminus with horns blasting as loudly as possible. He extended his arm and without fair warning the truck stopped at a standstill in is tracks. Time then began to stand still. Everything was absolutely silent and obsolete.
The soldier of death, walked slowly, watched and waited patiently. Ki or no ki, she was close at hand. He could almost hear her gentle breath, if she was anything else besides her original self.
He spoke with his mind, "/I know you can hear this Jinta. Busily hiding among an under-developed planet will not help you my child. /"
Receiving no response, he swiftly flew up from the black, cracked pavement of the street and stopped in midair and surveyed the cityscape. Not even wind could find its way through absolute suspended area. His eyes locked onto the any movement below.
"/Hiding is futile. You've done very that all these centuries. It is time you meet with ascension into destiny. /" He spoke through his very mind with a long dead dialect. Patience was an asset of any Kanjiekajin and he was running out of it.
Jinta moved towards the side window of the vehicle and smiled. Everything she saw was still in resolute. As if everything she saw was a product of a motion picture and someone had the sheer audacity to pause it. She inhaled heavily and opened the side door and raised her head towards the levitated figure.
"/Ah, there you are. /" The soldier of death muttered. He dropped from mid-air almost gracefully and he met with the ground with relative ease.
"/Jinta. Come. We have been separated far too long for even our realm to crumble and decay. /"
Jinta felt her eye wince for a split second and tightened the lining of her jaw. Her small hands clenched together in two fists, anticipating anything the soldier of death would likely throw at her: in turn, a large ki shield formed around her.
"/Warnings are as futile as any sun's rays are reachable to any ice planet, in your case, my dear. Do not waste your time resisting. /"
The small, white haired girl sneered with a glint of coldness, "Heh."
Terminus walked closer until he was only a few feet away from the girl. "/Enough games. /" He said and decided to cut a swath across Jinta's ki shield like a battle-forged blade through soft flesh.
Then without warning, a brilliant light encircled around herself as sheer power had made its declaration of war. And then she was gone.
Terminus immediately looked up at one of the tall skyscrapers and saw her standing on a pole. The soldier of death meet with Jinta's deadpan face and smiled. He then grabbed her neck and squeezed with no effort. Still, her face remained expressionless.
"/Why do you hunt me, still? Your efforts to amalgamate are fruitless. /"
Terminus chuckled slightly.
***
A petal had fallen with near elegance upon the soil of the coliseum, soon to be followed by many more, being thrown from the audience. In unison, the crowd hollered and cheered for the blood stained warriors. Most of the participants of the event originated from other parts of Konatsu. In fact, none of them seemed to be Konat, as no Konat bore such traits as horns or scales or large demonic wings and such. One of the warriors deemed long, white hair, draped in black bandages and with the starkest of glares. His eyes lacked any light, for that matter, it was black as night. His almost angelic wings were spread like a hawk, right before it would take flight. He slashed away at his adversaries in battle as if they were nothing.
Uubu witnessed all of this. The way he moved seemed almost unnatural yet oddly familiar. Gokuu had told him once he was someone else. A, someone, who was malevolent enough to destroy countless worlds, including earth. All of these thoughts came to a halt as he stared at his sensei entering the arena. The horns blasted, the crowed cheered, and Gokuu had walked well into the grounds of the arena. He waved briefly as a voice came from the lower parts of the mountains of rows.
The noise from the crowd had all died down as Datcyde stood steadfast and spoke, "We are all gathered here today, to witness the savior of all to come and display his awesome power, the same power that had vanquished the cursed demon Hildegarn and we are in great debt to his servitude. He has come to us from many light years away with his comrades. He shall forever be known as the Legend of the Brave, Son Gokuu. Njanai is all."
The crowd cheered loudly as possible as Goten was struggling to yell over the noise, "Who's dad going to face?"
"I dunno. Some warriors I suppose." Trunks replied, raising the volume of this voice in the process.
"Is it true that your planet has warrior games too, brother?" Minoshia asked.
"Sure. They're called Tenkaichi Budoukai. Every year they have them on earth. They're a bit different then the ones you have here. Only two opponents face each other during a match and there is no killing or the use of weapons or outside help allowed in the tournament. In the end we all face off against some weakling called Mr. Satan, although the rest of the people seem to disagree. And if the person wins, he gets ten million zeni,"
From the corner of Trunks eye came a tall figure. He felt the person's ki and frowned.
"What's wrong?" Goten asked, speaking loudly in his ear.
"Its nothing…" Trunks sighed and continued, "that ki…can you feel it?"
"Yeah, so?" Goten scratched his head.
"Well, its seems a bit odd. It's the same ki I felt last night. But I can't really tell."
A loud, low-pitched yet serene tone of voice came from behind and captured Trunks attention. The voice called, "Datcyde. Nice speech."
Indeed, the voice came from a tall, broad Konat. Like Datcyde, the Konat deemed long, yet wavy white yet almost silver hair, with a few large braids towards the front. His skin was almost as swarthy as Uubu's as his light aqua blue eyes provided a sharp contrast as it beamed a cold glint piercing into anyone's equilibrium. His metallic armor was blacker than most Konatsu garb as his navy, purple blue cape extended towards the marble floor. He smiled happily with a slight tint of sarcasm, indicated by the right side of his lip. He walked towards Datcyde and placed his glove-covered hand on Datcyde's shoulder.
"It seems as there a more 'Legend of the Braves' for you to compete with my friend." He added jokingly. Datcyde beamed a half smile and a half frown and replied, "You should have come later, so you can see I have become the heir to the thrown and you shall toil as a mere child servant, you bastard." Datcyde smirked. They both had chuckled at each other's comments and he than greeted Tapion and the others.
"Brother. So you decided to join us. Aren't you weary from battle, Domu?"
Domu walked over towards the Queen and gave her a half hug and whispered in her elfin ear, "Not even the grace of Njanai herself could have hindered my presence from being here and seeing you again, sister. We were once vulnerable to the black magicians but they have not truly known what the Kingdom of Konatsu can do until now," Domu paused and noticed the figure in the middle of the coliseum and continued, "Is this the Legend of the Brave? The prophecies had failed to tell us who exactly, didn't it. He seems a bit off although his power is immense in size, no wonder you prevented my men from fighting him."
"Hrmph. You're half blind. You couldn't tell a cloud from a tree."
"You still seek to flaunt your ignorance sister. My eyes see more than you'd expect."
"Remember who you're talking too." Lady Rezaa smirked meretriciously. Domu narrowed his eyes and smiled towards the saiya-jin who had done a few stretches and warm up exercises.
"Go dad!" Goten yelled.
Gokuu chuckled, "Thanks." Without warning a sudden blow of a very large club met with Gokuu's head. Again another blow had ensued but was quickly maneuvered. Gokuu leaped back a few yards and stood in a fighting stance. Gokuu decided not to talk and chafed the back of his head.
He glanced at his bulky opponent and noticed there were a lot more opponents in this arena than he anticipated. In a group effort, six or so warriors flew rapidly towards Gokuu, as he fended them off easily, in an untransformed state no less. He noticed that each fighter was as strong as Vejiita when he first arrived on earth. He smiled and had powered up slightly, emanating a glow encircling himself, he began to mop the floor with his sparring adversaries in a massive melee.
Domu didn't look at all too impressed. Tapion smiled on and was quickly reminded how they along side dealt with such a demonic force all those years ago.
One four headed warrior attempted a sneak attack on Son Gokuu but quickly met with the pavement of the walls of the interior. Son Gokuu breathed mildly and surveyed to see if there were any more warriors. Indeed, there was a Konatsu female warrior handling twin blades on the undersides of her arms, with utter poise. She looked more then deadly. She interlocked her hands, as the blades extended out. She disappeared, more or less using magic, and appeared before Son Gokuu and spat an insult in Konatsu dialect. Before she could even attempt to strike her antagonist, suddenly a winged figure appeared from behind.
The woman turned her head and nothing less than fate had met with her surprised expression. The winged one drew a rough, jagged blade attached to his arm and swiftly separated her upper torso from the lower half of her body. Blood spilt upon Gokuu's face and gi as it fell to the ground.
"Wha…? Why did you do that?!? You killed her!" Gokuu protested, disgusted by the cold malice, explicitly displayed by the angel.
"She was in my way." The winged one replied. Gokuu frowned and tightened his grip. Again, the winged one slashed through, but only hitting empty air. Gokuu appeared at the far end of the arena and wiped the woman's blood from his face. He then decided to use a technique he had used in the longest of time. He yelled, "Kaiou-ken times three!" A blinding red glow grew stronger by each moment.
The angel creature licked the edges of his lips in unreserved anticipation. The glow reflected from his black eyes as Gokuu's reflection became closer and closer by each moment until his foot managed to firmly land on the angel's angular jaw. Suddenly the angel stopped in mid-air, un-hinged and hovering like a ghost. He turned his head towards the glowing fighter and from his mouth came a dark red light wrapped around the deadliest of counter attacks.
Immediately, Gokuu had blocked the massive beam of ki and ricocheted towards one of the jagged beams in the center of the arena from the back of his hand.
The winged angel smiled as if he was toying with his opponent.
"Why doesn't Son Gokuu just defeat him? The winged one's power is far less than Gokuu's." Minoshia muttered.
"The angel is just toying with him. Like any great warrior, he is simply storing energy when the real battle ensues." Tapion replied.
Gohan shifted his attention to Tapion and spoke, "I thought you weren't allowed to kill in these 'games',"
"Ever since the Great Elder had died all those years ago, Konatsu had dramatically changed. Now many are willing to be quenched by that enviable allure with the spilling of blood and the stench of death." Datcyde interrupted.
Lady Rezaa studied the way the two figures moved and fought until she realized. "Njanai…it can't be…" She muttered.
"What is it?" Gohan asked.
Gokuu seemed to be doing just fine by avoiding the winged being's attacks until he stopped in midair. He inhaled deeply, and shouted something loud enough to tear the sky into asunder. "DESUUUU!!"
Gokuu frowned and wondered what he was accomplishing by yelling. The winged one continued to yell and out of nowhere, black energy surrounded his body and then it began to swell.
"What is upsetting you, sister?" Domu asked.
"…That winged warrior…he strikes all to familiar memories."
"Memories of what?" The Queen did not reply as she stood, staring at the winged figure.
"What's he doing?" Goten thought out loud as he looked up towards the floating figures.
"Maybe he's deciding to finally let himself go." Trunks replied jokingly.
"It looks like he's about to transform. I've seen people do that. Like Zarbon." Gohan looked up and secretly hoped he was wrong.
"Who's Zarbon?" Goten asked.
"One of Freeza's lackeys."
Goten shuttered at the mere utterance of the name of the infamous tyrant lizard, he was told in stories as a child
Unexpectedly, the winged one began to shed his wings. Feather by feather, they began to flutter towards the ground. Cracks began to take notice upon his light skin. It looked grotesque, as the epidermis began to liquefy, resembling something of an insect molding from its exoskeleton, but normally, insects' former skins do not liquefy. From the ashes, came a new, a being. The being was blue, blindingly brilliant and featureless.
Gokuu blinked with a blank gaze.
Goten muttered, "What the…"
***
The same was happening on earth.
Jinta was changing, morphing, shifting into something entirely singular. Terminus frowned with agitation and waited. Typical behavior of a terrified kanjieka-jin, the soldier of death thought. But the way she was transforming was very un-characteristic of a kanjieka-jin, as she seemed like she was shedding her skin, into an entirely new quintessence of being. Normally, kanjieka-jins would morph almost liquidly.
Terminus decided to grasp the wailing opportunity of finally capturing the being he had so desperately sought out all theses centuries. He extended his arm and hand and from it formed an encased sphere of energy, which appeared around the shape-shifting girl.
"/Do not struggle against my will, Desumasuku's will. /"
Jinta had become something entirely different. Blue, bright, and featureless, her being faced its adversary, with little vacillation. It then opened its arms and raised its head as pure light emanated throughout its body.
"/Continue to waste your energy. Soon you will be one. /"
***
Gokuu could sense it. What had been a hardly angelic warrior became an almost featureless, azure being of concentrated ki. It was powerful; in fact more powerful then Gokuu could of counted on, suffice to say, it wasn't as powerful as previous encounters with past adversaries.
It was then, Gokuu, decided to raise his ki a bit more, anticipating any attack the shifting being would throw. Rims of azure energy spouted from the being's coil, brilliant enough to light a thousand worlds.
Much of the cheering and jeering of the audience had begun to fade, when the winged being's body began to warp, shift in many ways a mortal body were never meant to move. Moments later, what was once a faceless, shifting being had become a reservoir of a monstrosity. A large tentacle like mass blindingly flew towards Gokuu, enwrapped around his struggling body.
"NO!" Gohan cried out in horror soon to be followed by masses of cries of terror.
Tapion unconsciously felt for his golden blade and drew forth. Sharp clamors of sliding blades against their holdings ringed across of all who possessed swords stood. Datcyde's brow fell under the weight of his function and declared, "Do not worry yourself my Queen. Darkness has made itself known once again, whatever shape it may be, it will be vanquished."
Lady Rezaa slowly shoot up to watch in un-tampered horror of the Legend of the Brave, writhe inside the obscene mass of flesh, an embodiment of all that is grotesque.
"Another histrionic speech Datcyde I might say?" Domu smirked sarcastically.
"Son Gokuu needs our help. The time for shallow observances has ended Domu!" Datcyde swiftly responded.
"If he is the savior of all, then why doesn't he just destroy the massive monstrosity?" The dark elfin figure rose, studying the giant mass.
Datcyde chose not to reply, but instead flew down towards the blood-drenched dirt of the arena as Tapion joined with him.
"Dad!" Goten yelled over Uubu's cry for his sensei.
"What just happened?" Kuririn asked sheepishly.
"I don't know, but father's in dire straits. I can sense his ki…it's like its being bleed dry." Gohan muttered.
Gokuu cringed as he struggled against the grip of the blue, shapeless mass of flesh. A foreboding aura of damned souls began to encircle around the mass with what it seemed like forms of beings crying out in agony from the mass, as it was draining the very power Gokuu fought to maintain. Whatever this monstrosity was it sure was powerful enough to sustain such a hold on the strongest being in the universe. The saiyan felt his very being merged into the mass as he fought with all his will to break out of its deathly grasp.
"Dad, don't worry! Were coming!" Shouted Goten and quickly turned to Trunks, "C'mon Trunks, lets turn super saiyan."
"Yeah!" Trunks nodded.
"No wait," Gohan cut short their valiant strides and added, "Whatever that thing is, its draining dad's ki, so we better save our transformations for later when we have to."
"But Gokuu, brother and Datcyde need our help!" Trunks argued.
"Let's just raise our ki, so maybe we have a chance of saving him and finally destroy this…thing…"
"Good idea, Gohan." Kuririn added.
"I don't think it would be wise for you to blindly go into battle like that, Gokuu's son," Domu spoke from behind.
"How did you, but why…?" Interrupting Gohan's puzzled response, Gokuu let out a deafening cry in agony. The massive blob then expanded towards the rim of the coliseum and made a large indent into the seating of the spectators. Hundreds of Konats cried out in horror as the very flesh was pulling them that was keeping Gokuu at bay. Most of them began to sink into the soft, almost permeable flesh of the mass, contributing to its very foundation of clout.
Datcyde cursed in his native language, aloud and concentrated on the mass before him.
"Datcyde, you take the front and divert its attention while I try to get Gokuu out from its grip."
"Which is the front?" Datcyde asked.
"Brother I'll help you." Minoshia glided down by Tapion's side.
"So will I," Another voice came from behind. Tapion looked behind and saw Trunks with a determined expression. Tapion briefly hesitated and responded, "Alright. Weaken it with your blasts while Minoshia and I try to rescue Son Kun."
"Right!" Trunks made a fighter's stance and a near golden aura encircled around him. "Alright you big, pile of puke, I'm going to take care of you right now!" Declared Trunks.
"Don't forget us." Gohan as well as the others landed and powered up, ready for the confrontation ahead.
"Are you sure Kuririn you can handle this? You haven't been really training ever since Marron was born." Gohan stressed.
"I have to do something, I just can't watch Gokuu die like that. What are we waiting for?" Gohan stepped back and quickly accelerated towards the grotesque leviathan as Kuririn swallowed all his fear and doubts. Goten and Trunks dully followed, ki transcending.
Uubu did his best to hide his fear and uneasiness, naturally. He possessed incredible power and synergy, yet lacked any experience fighting any real foes. Kami willing, the years spent training with his sensei would shine trough and maybe even demonstrate just a fraction of the ferocity he had as the accursed demon, Buu.
"Uubu! What are you just standing around for? Attack from the sides!" Yelled Datcyde.
"Uh…uh…" Uubu lightly gasped. The swarthy reincarnate witnessed the sheer intensity of the way the mass moved. First it grabbed onto Goten's leg, sending him careening towards the fleeing spectators as if he were a rag doll and quickly crashed through the pavement.
During all of this, Domu decided to sit this one out and survey these visitors' powers and technique. He crossed his arms, awaiting a good show his magistrate sister had insisted upon.
"Goten! Damn you!" Trunks bellowed. Kuririn surely stood on top of the coliseum and from his raised hand, a kienzan serrated disc formed almost immediately.
"Don't worry Gokuu! I'll get you out of this mess! KIENZAN!" Kuririn threw the disc and lunged in a rapid blur, difficult enough for Uubu to even see. The masses of flesh instantly dodge Kuririn's ill attempt to free his long time friend from its clutches. "What? Its faster then I thought," Kuririn frowned.
Gokuu tried desperately to transform into his golden super saiya-jin state, but found his energy being drained from within.
"Gohan…Got…" Then Gokuu's reality turned black.
Gohan seemingly had no trouble dodge the mass's tentacles of flesh. Remembering his encounter with Hildegarn, Gohan bent backwards in an almost limbo fashion, as the mass of flesh whizzed by over his head. He wasn't about to let this husk of death take him for its lunch. I have to get father. Gohan thought.
It was then Trunks decided to extend his arms and shoot multiple blasts from his palms, piercing the soft, blue flesh of the mass. Regeneration had most of the time been a characteristic of many past enemies and Trunks moaned in utter frustration as the flesh re-gathered.
From the edge of Trunks' eye, a large mass of flesh thrusted straight towards the purple haired hybrid saiyan and into his mouth. Tapion's pupils grew bigger as Trunks slowly was drained through is mouth. His eyes turned pale, as the stench of death was near. "Trunks!" The mo-hawk warrior yelled.
In a split second, Tapion turned his utter disgust on the mass of flesh, and flew towards the repressed Gokuu. Tapion let out a war cry, raised his God given sword and cut threw where the Gokuu had been wedged. The drained saiyan fell to the ground with a loud collision into the crust of the ground. Tapion landed, thus forming fractures on the ground and ran towards Gokuu.
"Son Gokuu, are you alright? Can you hear me?" With no reply, Tapion knew if Gokuu wasn't dead, he was very well near it.
"TAPION! WATCH OUT!" Yelled the dashing Datcyde. Another large tentacle, heading straight towards Tapion and the unconscious Gokuu, was soon cut off by Datcyde's thin katana. Joined by other tentacles, they soon again made their way towards them, and almost over took Datcyde and the rest, if Gohan hadn't joined in.
"Tapion, take Gokuu somewhere safe away from here!" Datcyde yelled.
"Hai." Tapion levitated off where Lady Rezaa could only watch in disbelief.
"My Queen. Why haven't you fled?"
"I'm not as weak as you see me, Tapion," Lady Rezaa declared. "But now is not the time for dispute, give him to me."
Tapion wanted desperately to fix his echelon with the Queen by apologizing, yet found himself lost with words.
"That is an order. If you are the Legend of the Brave, then you will do as I say." She stipulated.
"Forgive me, my Queen." Tapion dropped his head and soon felt a rising force and turned his head towards the other mo-hawk warrior.
Uubu gasped heavily and frowned. He felt his head spin and boil with fury. His heart became heavy with rage and began to feel emotions he hadn't felt since he could remember. How dare this thing hurt his friends! Uubu's body went a blazed with a coruscating aura of pink; a simple flicker of rage ignited within and let out a war cry, all to similar to his past demonic presence. Muscles bulged and ki transcended, a shockwave of power uprooted the mass's hold of the ground and tumbled down with sudden momentum, crashing through the edge of the coliseum.
Everyone turned his or her heads towards Uubu with astonishment. It was clear now that the boy had immense strength even Gohan hadn't seem to possess. "You will not hurt my friends ANYMORE!! HAAAAAA!!!!" The boy roared.
Another shockwave, this time around, even more immense, concentrated force, casted the writhing mass into the side of the coliseum, creating a large gap in the process, as it crashed down hard. From the smoking crater, the massive blob moved quickly about, akin to a slithering serpent, stirring, moving in for the kill, only this time, its kills were anyone in its way. Leaving a path of destruction, buildings and markets were laden to waste, people shrieking in absolute terror.
"Gokuu must have taught well if this boy is this powerful." Datcyde assumed.
The rest of the Z-Senshi were left in astonishment and wondered how powerful this Buu reincarnate really was. Gohan was quickly reminded of himself when he had gone through that cataclysmic ordeal of fighting that terrible bio android, Cell.
"Wow, Uubu. Father has always said you were powerful, but I never thought you were like this." Admitted Gohan.
Uubu breathed heavily, veins and muscles throbbing with anger.
From the wreckage of the crater, Goten managed to get up without limping and wiped the blood from the edge of his mouth. Then he saw his friends, including Trunks, lying helpless.
"Trunks!" He gasped, rose and flew towards his friend. "Trunks…oh no…" Goten stared at his the pale eyes of his fallen friend and feared for the worst. Trunks looked so frail, drained of his energy. Goten was angry enough to go after the blob all by himself.
"Don't worry Goten. Trunks isn't dead, but he's in bad shape. If only we brought some senzu beans…I wonder if they have any healing methods here." Gohan pondered aloud.
Minoshia walked towards his fallen "brother" and knelt beside him. "I think I can heal him. Let me try." The young Konat suggested. "You can heal?" Goten asked, looking puzzled. "Hai. Very few are born with the gift. Luckily I can, he, he." Minoshia chuckled.
He placed his hands on Trunks' head, and then his hands soon began to glow with energy, seeping through Trunks' paralyzed body. He let go and stepped back. Goten smiled, waiting for his friend to come back. Instantly, Trunks gasped heavily for air and then again, dropped his head to the side, without expression.
"What? It didn't work!" Minoshia frowned in both frustration and disappointment, as so did Goten and his older brother.
Goten then jumped. "Dad! Is he all right? I can hardly feel any of his ki." Gohan squinted into the horizon and saw something coming. "Gohan! Hello!" Goten yelled.
"Quiet. Can you feel that?" Gohan asked.
"Feel what? I don't…" Goten paused for a moment and looked were Gohan was busily focusing on. "Yeah. Could it be that big blob thing again?"
"Most likely. It seems were not finished dealing with this perversion of nature," Datcyde breathed heavily and cleaned his blue, thick, viscous liquid on the blade with his fingers.
Gohan's assumption was more than correct, when everyone soon realized the massive blob was racing back towards the torn coliseum, this time more powerful. "That thing drained most of Gokuu and Trunks' energy, so it must be hundreds of times stronger." Datcyde winced with anticipation.
"You're kidding?" Kuririn landed besides Datcyde and readied himself.
"Where were you little man? You throw a sharp toy at it and you give up?" Datcyde smirked.
Kuririn frowned, not knowing how to respond. The mass made its way towards the arena and destroyed all that was left of the wake of its destruction.
"It's coming this way!" Minoshia yelled.
"Not again!" Goten growled.
Uubu tightened his grip; ready once again for the blob. Whatever tricks and moves it had, he was ready for. The blue, massive globule of flesh rose, soaring higher then the flags that stood atop of the coliseum.
Datcyde decided not to put faith on the young boy again for its inevitable annihilation and took things in his own hands. Instead, he stood, steadfast with the blade of the sword against his head. His eyes were closed and soon a luminous, pale aura began to surround the elfin warrior. The bright aura grew larger and larger until it was as immense as the very thing he was trying to vanquish.
The colossi of flesh drove itself were Lady Rezaa and Tapion stood. Tapion, without hesitation, lunged himself far away, carrying an unconscious Gokuu, flung over his back and grasping Lady Rezaa. Instantly the white aura flew towards the blue husk of flesh and penetrated itself through the blob and it made the sharpest of cries, beyond any scratch on a chalkboard or any animal shriek could make.
Goten placed his hands on his ears, as did anyone who had their hands free. The deafening cry could be heard several miles away, if anyone that far could hear it. It was hurt. Soon the white aura all but dissolved into thin air, when Datcyde opened his eyes.
Those same, widening eyes caught another figure sitting on one of the abandoned spectator marble benches. Datcyde couldn't make out the figure to clearly, as it was all the way on the other side of the coliseum.
Responding to the pain, the heap of flesh turned and slammed itself upon Uubu, the one who had knocked it out of the arena and made another high-pitched screeching noise. Uubu did his best to avoid the falling giant, but found himself being crushed into the encrusted ground of the arena. The mass was writhing about the arena until it rose again, Datcyde cringing in disbelief, "Uubu! No…it can't be!"
Instead of striking against the others, once again, it shot forth towards the rising, cloaked figure, sporting the longest of cloak capes. Then, the mass drove itself, headfirst, into the cloaked figure's chest. It was as if the figure was absorbing the mass, cape waving in the forceful wind, adjoined together. Moments later, the mass dissipated into the figure's heart, and everyone who had remained were baffled.
Datcyde flew where Uubu had been crushed. "Uubu, can you get up?" Datcyde asked in a coolly voice, despite what had happened to Uubu. Immediately, Uubu shot forth from the ground and grasped on his arm and side. "That thing must have broken my arm…" Datcyde seemed a bit relieved.
"Sister, I'd advise you to leave. If this person is responsible for all of this then maybe you shall flee while the others take care of it.
"You coward. You just stand there like a frightened child. How dare you call yourself a warrior!"
"You may be the magistrate of this kingdom, but alas, your blood is as blue as mine. I was merely studying the way our guests fight. You know the last person…"
"I am not that person, Domu. You could have helped them." Lady Rezaa argued. It was then Domu drew his sword and stood in front of his Queen as well as his sister. There, in front to them, the cloaked figure walked slowly towards Lady Rezaa and Domu. "You there! Show yourself! Show everyone who you are!" Domu demanded.
Contradicting Domu's demands, the cloaked one had seemingly used a zanzoken technique and appeared right before an unconscious Gokuu and knelt.
"Stay away from him!" The Queen shouted. Lady Rezaa couldn't see it, nevertheless the cloaked being placed its mouth on Gokuu's and a bright light emanated from the two.
"What's it doing? Don't you hurt my dad!" Shouted Goten. With no avail, the bright light was suddenly gone and the being rose and stood, expecting something.
What the frailness streaked across Gokuu's body and face had soon reverted back to normal, as his wounds became mere, un-noticeable blemishes. His eyes opened, gradually, first seeing a major blur of a figure standing before him. "Wha…?" Gokuu's dry voice cracked as he sat up, rubbing his head and eyes, "What happened?"
"DAD!" Gohan and Goten shouted in unison.
"Sensei!" Uubu happily grinned.
"Gokuu! Ha, ha! He's alive! He's all right! But…" Kuririn celebrated, as did Tapion and the others.
"Gokuu…you're alive, but why did you revive him? You're responsible for the destruction of this coliseum and several of my people, why do this?" Lady Rezaa chiefly asked.
"It is simply playing with our emotions. Stand back, sister," Domu declared, sword pointing towards the cloaked assailant.
"You do not want to fight with this one, brother," Rezaa responded.
"You seem to know this person. Who is it?" Domu asked, loudly.
"Take off your hood. Show everyone your true face." Lady Rezaa demanded. A light, soothing tone of voice echoed throughout the near empty coliseum and spoke, "You know very well I have no true form, my Queen," And then the figure disintegrated and reappeared by Trunks body. Goten immediately attempted to protect Trunks' near lifeless body from the blob master.
"Get away from him! I won't let you hurt my friend! I said, GET AWA…" Then Goten felt a strong grip on his shoulders, preventing him from doing anything he would regret soon or later.
"Goten, stand back." The cloaked figure insisted. It dropped to the drained boy, lying hapless, eyes pale and skin depleted of its youth, aged beyond his years.
"How did you know…?" Goten's expression went from protective to puzzled in a matter of milliseconds.
"Goten, don't. Or you'll end up like Trunks." Gohan muttered. The figure's lips met with Trunks' not so much in a sensual manner than a healing matter. As with Gokuu, the once stolen energy had been given back to his originator. Skin turned smoother, pupils appeared like they were once before, the very life force had been injected back into Trunks, now gasping for air. Sitting up, Trunks' vision was nothing more than a blur and saw the same figure, only this time the figure was moving.
Gokuu got up, stirred with confusion. "Hey, where is everyone?" He asked, looking for any activity in the near empty coliseum.
"That thing attacked you, Gokuu-sa, draining you and Trunks' both of your energy, but now it had opened its hand by giving back your energy as well as Trunks'. This is very perplexing." Tapion answered.
"Yes, I remember. Was Trunks hurt too?" Tapion simply nodded as Gokuu frowned at the cloaked figure and placed his two fingers on his forehead and disappeared and reappeared beside the shadowy figure. "Wait!" Lady Rezaa called.
"Who are you? Why have you done this?" Gokuu asked forcefully. The saiyan balled his fists, expecting some kind of answer rather than a passive one.
Without replying, the figure dropped the hood from its head and looked into Gokuu's weary eyes. Lady Rezaa' s heart sank to her stomach and somehow she knew this would happen, along the way. "Jinta…" She whispered.
From the anonymous, the twin suns' light caught forth the face behind the cloak. The face was indeed feminine, as it carried marks or insignias of an alien, unknown language, coming from her forehead and ending to her ears. Her hair was thinly spiky, yet long, as a deep blood red ran down to the very tips of her strands. One look into her deep silver eyes-they were almost divine. She smiled and spoke, "Forgive me Son Gokuu. Forgive me for any trouble and misfortune I may have caused you and your friends."
Gokuu and anyone who heard her speak were taken aback from the woman's apology. "May? You nearly killed Son Gokuu and Trunks, caused a massacre of hundreds of people as well as causing near destruction with that damned blob of yours!" Spat Datcyde.
Ignoring Datcyde's obvious remark, she turned towards Lady Rezaa and flew quickly, in a blur of motion and nonchalantly asked in the Queen's pointy ear, "Good morning, my Queen. Beautiful day isn't it?"
Lady Rezaa felt her power rise from within.
***
Vejiita raised his head from the crimson pool of blood, spilt before him. He felt that exact ki signature, which left Piccolo speechless, shifting throughout his torn body. A few veins started to thin out as he discontinued his training session. He moved about the flaming wreckage of all the destroyed mechas and robots the computer mainframe of the new training room, Bulma had recently built, could throw at him: in one hundred thousand times gravity no less. Even training in those extreme numbers can easily take a toll on even the most powerful, super saiya-jin princes.
"Vejiita, are you alright? Are you done training for today? Your power must have increased dramatically." Said Dr. Brief's voice from the intercom.
Vejiita, while walking, turned his head towards the window where Dr. Briefs sat with his black cat-like creature upon his shoulder and replied, "What do you think, old man?" Dr. Briefs scratched the back of his head, lowered the gravity lever and the near torment had ceased.
Vejiita wiped his bloody grimace with the back of his glove and spat on the floor and walked steadily outside the training room.
He felt it again; only it was more immense in power. Out of nowhere, he clenched his head and groaned with agony. Vejiita dropped to the floor and clenched even tighter, now with his hands on the back of his neck, facing the floor. A glow of power began to emit from the saiya-jin prince with astonishment.
Bra, nearby, caught sight of her agonizing father and scram, "Papa!"
"What's going on? Are you hurt?" asked the weary Bra.
"Ehhhhhhh…what is…?" Vejiita struggled to place even a few words together and gripped his hands tightly.
"Mama!" She called.
"No…don't call your mother…"
"But…"
And then, she appeared. "What is it Bra? Vejiita? What's going on?" Bulma gasped.
"Its papa. He's hurt." Bra was petrified for her father as she desperately searched for some type of comfort within Bulma. Bulma, immediately bent down and asked, "Vejiita, what's wrong?"
Vejiita then rose to his normal stance and breathed heavily.
"What just happened right now?" Bulma asked, anxiously. Vejiita didn't reply and started to walk towards the opposite direction. Bulma demanded an answer and wasn't about to give up. "Wait! Vejiita. What is going on? Did you feel something painful?" She caught up with her husband and faced his dark grimace.
"You wouldn't understand." Vejiita replied.
"Try me." Vejiita paused for a few moments and then decided to give her, her damn answer she wanted so badly. "I felt a ki, a ki I don't recognize. It was like it had gone inside me…" Vejiita looked uncomfortable talking about such matters.
"Wait a minute. You're not thinking of going out there the way that you are…?"
Vejiita made passed Bulma, ignoring her threats and yells. Down a few flights of stories, Vejiita walked outside onto the front lawn and breathed in the mid morning air. Bulma then caught up with him and made a disappointing gesture by placing her hand on her waist.
"Why do you like to run out on me all the time? At least get yourself rejuvenated." Without replying, Vejiita opened a bag of senzu beans and flickered one into his mouth, ate and swallowed it. Following a full restoration of vigor and power, Vejiita beamed, "Send my regards to that talking cat friend of yours. These are more than useful." He smirked.
Vejiita then powered up and flew towards the sky, forming a white streak trail behind him.
"Wait Vejiita!" Bulma called. She watched Vejiita hurtle into the horizon with brazen power and sighed and hoped to Kami, he would be all right.
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