The fight had been going on for the past five minutes, and in that short amount of time, all of the participating fighters, Gohan, Goten, Trunks, Vegeta, Goku, and Piccolo, were in pretty bad shape. The worst was Piccolo, whose arm had already been severed once and re-grown. Everyone was also covered in deep scratches and bruises.
Adora was mainly focusing her attacks on the Namek, for he was the reason for her love's demise, but she also didn't ignore the fact that the humanized Saiyan was also partly responsible. She readied another attack and continued her assault on the weary fighters. Her technology and deadly determination was no match for their brute force.
It had only been five minutes, and already the heat was getting to her. May wiped her forehead of the sweat building up there and running into her eyes as she trudged onwards. The closer she got the more detail she could see and at the moment, she couldn't see much, but she could hear a lot.
Every once in a while, she could hear a booming sound coming from the direction she was now heading. It sounded similar to the noises she had heard as she had watched the sparring match between Piccolo and Goku. The more she thought about it, the more the possibility existed that she was heading towards a battle of some sort. Unfortunately, she didn't really have much choice in the matter about which direction to head, as she had no idea where she was.
"Give up and I'll kill you quickly," Adora taunted the fighters, "Don't and I'll just have to torture you further."
"We won't let you kill anyone," Goku spoke up, launching another attack while in Super Saiyan.
Adora just smirked and replied, "Like you have a choice." She dodged the attack and used the opportunity to adjust something on her suit. An even brighter yellow light surrounded her and caused her to smile just a little bigger. "You have no chance," she said, launching herself straight at Piccolo.
Vegeta attempted to knock her out of the air, but as soon as he came close, a searing pain shot through him, causing him to pull back and fly away from her. "What is the use if we can't even get near her?" He scoffed, alerting everyone to what had happened.
Piccolo moved just in time to avoid any impact, but the spot where he had stood, where Adora had landed, was now a large crater, telling all just how far away the shield surrounding her was.
May climbed over another boulder and looked towards the edge of a ledge. She saw the blue haired woman she had met kneeling down, as if trying to hide, but still see what was going on. May crawled closer and whispered, "Hey, Bulma."
Bulma nearly jumped out of her skin at that, but once she got a look at who it was, she smiled widely, her eyes watering slightly, as she lunged at the startled May causing her to fall back to the ground. "You're here, you're alive," Bulma exclaimed happily.
"Of course I'm alive, what did you think?"
Bulma got up and motioned May to look over the cliffs edge. She pointed to a woman and said, "That woman said that you had been kidnapped and that if they didn't give up, you would die."
"Oh, is that why I was taken. I escaped from a ship not to far from here," she said simply as if it was the most natural thing in the world.
"Well, we'd better find some way to tell them that you're ok," Bulma mentioned.
As the two women watched, the fighting continued and the fighters didn't seem to be gaining any ground. Without being able to get close to Adora, they were forced to rely primarily on energy attacks. Unfortunately, the shield seemed to absorb any attack they threw and it grew in power.
Adora was floating high in the sky, and as she looked down towards the ground, she noticed that the fight was being watched. 'Now who could that be,' she asked herself. 'I can use one of them to make them surrender.'
She flew through attacks being thrown at her, batting them away like annoying flies, and, faster than the human eye could see, she swooped down, lowered her shield momentarily, and snatched May from the ground. Her shield back in place, she held the wriggling woman in her grasp, her arm around May's throat. It didn't quite cut off her supply of oxygen, but she couldn't catch her breath or speak very well.
May struggled to get away, but she soon found that it was no use, the grip was too strong, so she just held onto the arm, hoping someone would help her. As she looked around, she saw Piccolo, and her eyes looked at him imploringly. She noticed that he and the others were in pretty bad shape, but she really didn't want to die.
Piccolo watched as Adora swooped down and came back with a woman who he soon recognized as May. He was wondering how she had gotten here, but he soon was working on planning how he was going to rescue her.
"Now what have we here," Adora said, looking down at the human she now held, "Do any of you know her?"
No one answered, not wanting her to have any reason to use May against them.
"No, well in that case, you won't mind if I just kill her." She reached her other hand around May's head and made as if to snap her neck.
"No!" Piccolo hollered. He then flew directly in front of Adora.
"Really, you seem to actually care about this little human," she smirked in amusement, "Well, unless you want her dead, you will surrender now."
Piccolo's mind was in turmoil. He couldn't surrender to this woman, but he couldn't allow May to come to any harm. He had promised himself that he would never hurt May in any way or allow her to be hurt by anyone else. How was he supposed to keep such a promise?
"You better let her go, or else," Goku said coming to fly next to Piccolo.
"Or else what?" Adora questioned, her tone becoming just down right mean.
"Or else you are going to die a horribly painful death," Piccolo growled.
Adora laughed at that, causing her grip to loosen and allowing May the chance she had been waiting for. With one last look at Piccolo, May opened her mouth and, with all the strength she could muster, she bit down on Adora's hand.
Adora cried out in pain at the unexpected move on behalf of her hostage, and dropped the woman. May fell, but as soon as she came into contact with the shield, she cried out in pain. It lasted only a second, but the pain seemed to last for much longer. It felt like a thousand knifes were piercing her skin, and caused her to black out.
Piccolo flew down as fast as he could and caught her. At first he feared that she was dead, but he could see her breath barely causing the rise in her chest. To his ears, her heartbeat was weak, but steady.
He landed on the ground and carefully lay his precious cargo down. With one last look, he launched himself at the woman who was still in slight shock at what a mere human could do to her. With revenge ever present in her mind, she returned to the battle in time to be presented with one truly angry Namek.