Vegeta and Android Seventeen both landed across from eachother. Seventeens'
hair split from the middle, uprising at the wind that fell to the force of
his power. Vegeta likewise had an insane control of the wind, as his hair
swayed vigorously upwards. While neither of them had shown their true power
yet, they both were using a large percentage of their maximum.
"Let's stop playing games." While usually this would follow through with an agreement, Seventeen jumped up, throwing himself like a dagger at Vegeta. The wind quickly blew his hair back, and with his incredible speed, he could feel the power emitting from Vegeta was causing the winds to be quite destructive. A blow to the chest phased him, and with a quick smirk, Vegeta slid under him.
"Do you think," Seventeen kicked Vegeta from under him, narrowly missing, "That you can escape my wrath?" Seventeen laughed loudly now. He was going to kill this annoying little prick.
Seventeen threw a few punches while Vegeta flew backwards, dodging them at the expense of his own attacks. He laughed again. This was pathetic. Would he have to wear him out? "Dodging is useless you know. You're only wasting your precious energy. You -know- I won't wear down."
"Don't," Vegeta threw a flipkick at Seventeen. "Piss," and Seventeen countered with a backstabbing fist. "Me..." Seventeen took this opportunity to roundhouse him all the way to hell. This was the time to finish Vegeta off forever! And time to visit him in hell too, just to make sure he dies there as well. "Off..."
Vegetas' muscles grew even larger, his face frowning even more. The aura surrounding him grew larger, and flickered even more as his body stood still. The ground trembled at his feet. "Finally, the heat is getting on. Go ahead, maybe your hair will turn purple, eh?" Seventeen grinned.
Seventeen smirked, and sweeped the ground beneathe Vegetas' feet with his perfect grace. Vegeta flipped backward once again, landing a flipkick in the Androids face. Seventeen took the liberty to punch him in his balls, being almost mocked by the repeated move.
They were both angry to say at the least now. At their maximum power, they flew at eachother with velocity even hurricanes feared. They both delivered constant punches to eachother, hitting their arms and fists against the eachother. The speed in which they hit left them no time to dodge. The battle was clearly a bloody one with no fear of pain.
Seventeen landed back onto the ground, where red fire blazed in his eyes, being released at Vegetas' body. "Eighteen, now, while he's distracted." Eighteen gasped, and looked at him distantly. Damnit. He returned her look to a glare. "Boost the damn chip now!"
"Seventeen...it's so early in the battle..." Seventeen didn't get a chance to respond, for now Vegeta was attacking ruthlessly again. Frozen dust built up upon the battlefield. They could no longer see, only sense where the other was moving. Vegeta being at a disadvantage, jumped back up into the air where Seventeen followed like an eagle, looking for its prey.
"Al...alright. Here it goes Seventeen. I'm doubling your power chip with my power. I just hope it doesen't overload. Alright, go!" Eighteen screamed as her very power was drained from her body. A new modification that Seventeen discovered after he received his cool little chip. It could be boosted by another Androids power... While the power was substancial, it could result in the permanent shut down of either Android if there was too much power given or received in an instant. While having this knowledge, Eighteen knew just how much power to give, if it was neccecary.
Seventeen screamed as well. His power was once again was multiplied as Vegeta suddenly stopped. He could sense it. He could also sense Trunks coming from the background to help him. Damnit, if there was only a way to get him to listen to his mother.
When Seventeen stopped screaming, he smiled like a bloody daemon, arising from his grave of eternal darkness. "I... am... Super Seventeen." He smirked. "It sounds pretty catchy, don't you think? Oh? You don't? You Super Saiyans just have all the fun, don't you? Well, have some fun feeling this!" Seventeen smashed Vegeta right off his feet, and as he fell, the ice below him vanished and a crater formed. The magnitude was incredible.
While Vegeta lay still, he could only frown. How annoying that Trunks was here. Really, really annoying. He knew he could still take Seventeen on alone. He just needed to be alone.
"Father!" Trunks arrived in his golden haired form, immediately stopping after arriving at speeds birds watched and were almost jealous of the humans ability... instead of their own.
Vegeta immediately stood up, brushing the snow off of him. "Get away from here, Trunks. You'll only end up getting hurt." He glared up into the sky, Seventeen smirking from above.
"No, Dad. I came here to help. And I can. Those Androids took you from me. Now, I shall repay them!" Trunks growled, his hair whiplashing their own strands.
Trunks' body hit the ice. "Dear boy, you should've listened to your father. Too bad. Another one dead."
Dead!? Fucking Androids. "You've lost. I win. Any last words, Vegeta? You sure did...haha... Have a short life, didn't ya?" Seventeen kicked the lifeless body to Vegetas' feet. Bastard.
"I for one know the boy isn't that weak. He's alive. Can you not feel his power suppressed? Anyhow, I know you want to kill me. So leave him out of this until we're done. If you kill me, by all means, slaughter him."
Seventeen nodded. He was way too fast for Vegeta to run. This was going to be easy. Had Vegeta not noticed that before they were equal... and now his power had practically doubled? What was he thinking? He knew he was going to die right there. He had no chance in hell.
"You have no chance in hell, you pathetic loser. What are you fighting for?" Seventeen blasted Vegeta with a powerful beam, practically breaking the calm air around them. Vegeta took the blast head-on and only kneeled a bit from it.
"Oh...do I now? I know you have tricks up your sleeve, but so do I. Didn't you ever think there was something beyond a Super Saiyan?"
"Yes, I noticed when the annoying bits of extra electricity came. Also, your hair really should be cut."
"Oh, you mean my Ascended Saiyan transformation?"
"Yes, that one. You're already using it. So I'm afraid I'm going to kill you now. By the way, Eighteen, I win our human killing game." Eighteen chuckled.
"Gokuh-San and I have grown to be very good friends over the past two years... the two years I was let out. At first I felt he mocked me; then I knew him. He taught me a few tricks, Android. One of them is how to break you with my bare hands!"
Seventeen grinned. When was he going to realize that he was completely overpowered. Man, this was boring. No more power ups were left for either of them. In the end, only Seventeen could be stronger. Vegeta talked too much.
"Fine, pull off any tricks you want to. This is the moment of death. It's been delayed too long!" Seventeen readied himself to jump at him.
"Alright. I'll show you my trick. Watch carefully now. You'll want to keep this memory logged in your data banks all the way to hell and back."
Both Androids chuckled. They often did love the final words of warriors. The namek had said that he'd kill us with the power of all Namekians. What a waste. The midget tried his special destructo disc and got killed with the famous last words, 'I'll beat you if it takes every bit of life I have.' My my my, yet another one to cleanse. Hmm, maybe they'd go to that Namek that green guy mentioned. Only a few coordinates away.
"Time to die." Words only too familiar. Assassins in action. Lovely. Goodbye, Vegeta.
Vegeta screamed a true rage of anger. It seemed not like all the others; this involved the top of his lungs being exercised to the maximum. Lightning crackled at his fingertips, and all through his body. The lightning practically formed an electric shield.
"Whoa. Eighteen, zero in on his eyes." She did. "Images...interesting."
Within these images showed many powerful incidents in his life. The death of his father, glass broken, the glass ceiling broken, his own blood, his first super saiyan, his fight with Gokuh-San for the first time.... Oozaru. The scream of the Oozaru now replaced his own screaming. The power itself came to Vegetas' mind.
The Androids stood back in amazement. The Oozaru represented Vegetas' anger. It was so large. It was incredible. They felt the power emitting from his eyes. The rage of him being from losses. So many losses. Everything was lost when they killed him, including his pride. Goku was never even defeated. The rage grew and Vegetas' anger lifted him into the air.
Slowly, Vegetas' hair ripped from the back of his head. It steadily went down, burning his head, to the back of his kneecap.
Finally, the images stopped coming from his eyes. He landed on the ground, standing straight, with a cold look on his face. "This is my last trick. I call it a Super Saiyan Three."
"How... in the world...?" Seventeen stood back in awe.
"The energy came from deep inside. The interior is what you see; the exterior being what you will feel." Vegeta no longer smirked, smiled, or grinned. He only glared.
"I am the instrument of your defeat. And in the end, Android Seventeen, Gokuh-San has killed you indirectly. I am his sword with a long reaching grip of death."
Seventeen gasped.
"Let's stop playing games." While usually this would follow through with an agreement, Seventeen jumped up, throwing himself like a dagger at Vegeta. The wind quickly blew his hair back, and with his incredible speed, he could feel the power emitting from Vegeta was causing the winds to be quite destructive. A blow to the chest phased him, and with a quick smirk, Vegeta slid under him.
"Do you think," Seventeen kicked Vegeta from under him, narrowly missing, "That you can escape my wrath?" Seventeen laughed loudly now. He was going to kill this annoying little prick.
Seventeen threw a few punches while Vegeta flew backwards, dodging them at the expense of his own attacks. He laughed again. This was pathetic. Would he have to wear him out? "Dodging is useless you know. You're only wasting your precious energy. You -know- I won't wear down."
"Don't," Vegeta threw a flipkick at Seventeen. "Piss," and Seventeen countered with a backstabbing fist. "Me..." Seventeen took this opportunity to roundhouse him all the way to hell. This was the time to finish Vegeta off forever! And time to visit him in hell too, just to make sure he dies there as well. "Off..."
Vegetas' muscles grew even larger, his face frowning even more. The aura surrounding him grew larger, and flickered even more as his body stood still. The ground trembled at his feet. "Finally, the heat is getting on. Go ahead, maybe your hair will turn purple, eh?" Seventeen grinned.
Seventeen smirked, and sweeped the ground beneathe Vegetas' feet with his perfect grace. Vegeta flipped backward once again, landing a flipkick in the Androids face. Seventeen took the liberty to punch him in his balls, being almost mocked by the repeated move.
They were both angry to say at the least now. At their maximum power, they flew at eachother with velocity even hurricanes feared. They both delivered constant punches to eachother, hitting their arms and fists against the eachother. The speed in which they hit left them no time to dodge. The battle was clearly a bloody one with no fear of pain.
Seventeen landed back onto the ground, where red fire blazed in his eyes, being released at Vegetas' body. "Eighteen, now, while he's distracted." Eighteen gasped, and looked at him distantly. Damnit. He returned her look to a glare. "Boost the damn chip now!"
"Seventeen...it's so early in the battle..." Seventeen didn't get a chance to respond, for now Vegeta was attacking ruthlessly again. Frozen dust built up upon the battlefield. They could no longer see, only sense where the other was moving. Vegeta being at a disadvantage, jumped back up into the air where Seventeen followed like an eagle, looking for its prey.
"Al...alright. Here it goes Seventeen. I'm doubling your power chip with my power. I just hope it doesen't overload. Alright, go!" Eighteen screamed as her very power was drained from her body. A new modification that Seventeen discovered after he received his cool little chip. It could be boosted by another Androids power... While the power was substancial, it could result in the permanent shut down of either Android if there was too much power given or received in an instant. While having this knowledge, Eighteen knew just how much power to give, if it was neccecary.
Seventeen screamed as well. His power was once again was multiplied as Vegeta suddenly stopped. He could sense it. He could also sense Trunks coming from the background to help him. Damnit, if there was only a way to get him to listen to his mother.
When Seventeen stopped screaming, he smiled like a bloody daemon, arising from his grave of eternal darkness. "I... am... Super Seventeen." He smirked. "It sounds pretty catchy, don't you think? Oh? You don't? You Super Saiyans just have all the fun, don't you? Well, have some fun feeling this!" Seventeen smashed Vegeta right off his feet, and as he fell, the ice below him vanished and a crater formed. The magnitude was incredible.
While Vegeta lay still, he could only frown. How annoying that Trunks was here. Really, really annoying. He knew he could still take Seventeen on alone. He just needed to be alone.
"Father!" Trunks arrived in his golden haired form, immediately stopping after arriving at speeds birds watched and were almost jealous of the humans ability... instead of their own.
Vegeta immediately stood up, brushing the snow off of him. "Get away from here, Trunks. You'll only end up getting hurt." He glared up into the sky, Seventeen smirking from above.
"No, Dad. I came here to help. And I can. Those Androids took you from me. Now, I shall repay them!" Trunks growled, his hair whiplashing their own strands.
Trunks' body hit the ice. "Dear boy, you should've listened to your father. Too bad. Another one dead."
Dead!? Fucking Androids. "You've lost. I win. Any last words, Vegeta? You sure did...haha... Have a short life, didn't ya?" Seventeen kicked the lifeless body to Vegetas' feet. Bastard.
"I for one know the boy isn't that weak. He's alive. Can you not feel his power suppressed? Anyhow, I know you want to kill me. So leave him out of this until we're done. If you kill me, by all means, slaughter him."
Seventeen nodded. He was way too fast for Vegeta to run. This was going to be easy. Had Vegeta not noticed that before they were equal... and now his power had practically doubled? What was he thinking? He knew he was going to die right there. He had no chance in hell.
"You have no chance in hell, you pathetic loser. What are you fighting for?" Seventeen blasted Vegeta with a powerful beam, practically breaking the calm air around them. Vegeta took the blast head-on and only kneeled a bit from it.
"Oh...do I now? I know you have tricks up your sleeve, but so do I. Didn't you ever think there was something beyond a Super Saiyan?"
"Yes, I noticed when the annoying bits of extra electricity came. Also, your hair really should be cut."
"Oh, you mean my Ascended Saiyan transformation?"
"Yes, that one. You're already using it. So I'm afraid I'm going to kill you now. By the way, Eighteen, I win our human killing game." Eighteen chuckled.
"Gokuh-San and I have grown to be very good friends over the past two years... the two years I was let out. At first I felt he mocked me; then I knew him. He taught me a few tricks, Android. One of them is how to break you with my bare hands!"
Seventeen grinned. When was he going to realize that he was completely overpowered. Man, this was boring. No more power ups were left for either of them. In the end, only Seventeen could be stronger. Vegeta talked too much.
"Fine, pull off any tricks you want to. This is the moment of death. It's been delayed too long!" Seventeen readied himself to jump at him.
"Alright. I'll show you my trick. Watch carefully now. You'll want to keep this memory logged in your data banks all the way to hell and back."
Both Androids chuckled. They often did love the final words of warriors. The namek had said that he'd kill us with the power of all Namekians. What a waste. The midget tried his special destructo disc and got killed with the famous last words, 'I'll beat you if it takes every bit of life I have.' My my my, yet another one to cleanse. Hmm, maybe they'd go to that Namek that green guy mentioned. Only a few coordinates away.
"Time to die." Words only too familiar. Assassins in action. Lovely. Goodbye, Vegeta.
Vegeta screamed a true rage of anger. It seemed not like all the others; this involved the top of his lungs being exercised to the maximum. Lightning crackled at his fingertips, and all through his body. The lightning practically formed an electric shield.
"Whoa. Eighteen, zero in on his eyes." She did. "Images...interesting."
Within these images showed many powerful incidents in his life. The death of his father, glass broken, the glass ceiling broken, his own blood, his first super saiyan, his fight with Gokuh-San for the first time.... Oozaru. The scream of the Oozaru now replaced his own screaming. The power itself came to Vegetas' mind.
The Androids stood back in amazement. The Oozaru represented Vegetas' anger. It was so large. It was incredible. They felt the power emitting from his eyes. The rage of him being from losses. So many losses. Everything was lost when they killed him, including his pride. Goku was never even defeated. The rage grew and Vegetas' anger lifted him into the air.
Slowly, Vegetas' hair ripped from the back of his head. It steadily went down, burning his head, to the back of his kneecap.
Finally, the images stopped coming from his eyes. He landed on the ground, standing straight, with a cold look on his face. "This is my last trick. I call it a Super Saiyan Three."
"How... in the world...?" Seventeen stood back in awe.
"The energy came from deep inside. The interior is what you see; the exterior being what you will feel." Vegeta no longer smirked, smiled, or grinned. He only glared.
"I am the instrument of your defeat. And in the end, Android Seventeen, Gokuh-San has killed you indirectly. I am his sword with a long reaching grip of death."
Seventeen gasped.