Chapter 12
Vegeta was in super saiyan 2 form. Daimao had told him about the plans to erase the Z Warriors; at first he hadn't believed it, but after Diamao tried to sever Vegeta's neck with a punch, he changed his mind. But despite the namek's claims, he still didn't think that Diamao had gained enough power to challenge him. Picc... Diamao certainly didn't look much stronger. Sure, his muscles were much larger and his ki had risen quite a bit, but he was still weak. The power he was giving off was almost as strong as Goten, no more. And Goten was incredibly weak compared to Vegeta.
Diamao was wrestling with Piccolo inside his head. His son was continually trying to break down the barrier between their two minds, and it was distracting Diamao a great deal. Even with his body being possessed, Piccolo refused to allow himself to be defeated. He could see everything that was happening, could hear every sound, smell every smell and he could read every thought of Diamao's. The two namek's wrestled with their minds, using skills gotten from many years of meditation. Their thoughts clashed and collided, whirling together only to spin apart again. Diamao's left eye began to twitch.
Vegeta and Diamao stood across from each other, neither stancing yet. Instead they both stood up straight, their chests puffed out slightly. Diamao was still wearing his deep purple gi pants with light purple wrist weights. Vegeta was wearing his trade mark blue pants and shirt, and boots. The super saiyan stubbornly refused to believe that Diamao, a namek, could possibly be stronger then he. Especially considering that the last time they fought, he hadn't even had to transform to deal with Piccolo. Fusions were so powerful that they pushed past the levels of a super saiyan, but not a super saiyan 2. Then Vegeta noticed Diamao's eye was twitching slightly. It wasn't a big twitch, almost as if he had something in it. But that was all that Vegeta needed to set him off.
He leaped from the platform he was on and flew towards his opponent, leaving a yellow trail behind. Dust blew up from his last position, but not even a small crater appeared. Diamao quickly reacted, adrenaline flooding his system. Piccolo was blocked from his mind as Diamao leaned to the left, sending Vegeta sailing past him. Diamao brought up a knee and connected it with Vegeta's stomach, then brought his cupped hands down on the saiyan's back, slamming him into the ground. Diamao ignited his own aura and flipped backwards, then turned. He then jumped into the air and sent a flying kick to Vegeta's back. Vegeta sensed his attack and zanzokened back onto the street, letting Diamao slam into Vegeta's hole. Diamao spun around and fired a ki blast at Vegeta, landing it directly in his chest. He was blown back about 20 feet before Diamao appeared behind him and delivered a jab into the small of his back, sending him flying forward again. Vegeta screamed in agony, an opening appearing in the back of his shirt. He got control of himself and stopped his flight. He was upside down, blood falling into his eyes from his nose. Vegeta fell to the ground, gasping for air.
"Damn you!" he called out, sweat falling from his forehead after the quick beating. "How'd you get so strong? Not even this sort of fusion should have made you strong enough to do that!"
"I was already nearly as strong as Piccolo. When we fused I became more powerful then I ever dreamed possible. Not even you're stronger then me now. And with Pikkon's help, Goku will be defeated to. Just give up, Vegeta; you can't win."
"Quiet! I haven't even powered up all the way yet, and you're already declaring your victory? Fool!" Vegeta bellowed, letting his aura flare wildly, blowing up bits of the concrete around him.
"Then, Vegeta," Diamao said, still smirking confidently, "Power up. I'll wait for you."
"Alright then, namek. You'll regret it though, I promise you that," Vegeta crowed.
He crouched low and began to gather his ki, taking his time. When you powered up quickly you lost energy, but if Diamao was going to wait on him, then he could gather everything. Tendrils shot from his aura, flickering across the ground. His face was contorted with effort as his power soared, his muscles bulged and he felt the itch across his body as he sprouted red fur across his chest. His shirt ripped apart as his muscles flew from it's confines, and waves of ki were emanating from him, breaking windows on the sky scrapers. Some buildings literally imploded, sending glass and bits of steel and brick flying onto the skyway. Vegeta didn't notice, however, as his aura instantly vaporized any oncoming debris. He was screaming loudly, but not in pain. The energy that was flowing through him energized his body, making him instantly many times what his previous power had been. The bridge beneath his feet opened up, a crater forming where he had been standing. Vegeta was floating above it now, his muscles tightening as they grew and his eyes opened wide.
Veins popped out across his forehead, rising and falling as his heart tried to keep up with the demands his body was making of it. Blood vessels in his eyes grew, nearly reaching the pupils as they tried to absorb more air. Buildings around him were crumbling and most of the bridge they had been standing on was gone. The sections were still falling to the distant ground, a constant reminder of what would happen to him, should he use to much energy. Vegeta fought to gain control of his body as he reached his maximum power. He could feel it surging through his blood; the strength he needed to win this battle was his. His aura dissipated suddenly, whirling around his body until it disappeared in a puff at the tip of his body. Vegeta's muscles had shrunken slightly, becoming used to his power. He closed his eyes, and a smirk played across his lips.
"Now, namek. Now we will see who is stronger."
Vegeta was in super saiyan 2 form. Daimao had told him about the plans to erase the Z Warriors; at first he hadn't believed it, but after Diamao tried to sever Vegeta's neck with a punch, he changed his mind. But despite the namek's claims, he still didn't think that Diamao had gained enough power to challenge him. Picc... Diamao certainly didn't look much stronger. Sure, his muscles were much larger and his ki had risen quite a bit, but he was still weak. The power he was giving off was almost as strong as Goten, no more. And Goten was incredibly weak compared to Vegeta.
Diamao was wrestling with Piccolo inside his head. His son was continually trying to break down the barrier between their two minds, and it was distracting Diamao a great deal. Even with his body being possessed, Piccolo refused to allow himself to be defeated. He could see everything that was happening, could hear every sound, smell every smell and he could read every thought of Diamao's. The two namek's wrestled with their minds, using skills gotten from many years of meditation. Their thoughts clashed and collided, whirling together only to spin apart again. Diamao's left eye began to twitch.
Vegeta and Diamao stood across from each other, neither stancing yet. Instead they both stood up straight, their chests puffed out slightly. Diamao was still wearing his deep purple gi pants with light purple wrist weights. Vegeta was wearing his trade mark blue pants and shirt, and boots. The super saiyan stubbornly refused to believe that Diamao, a namek, could possibly be stronger then he. Especially considering that the last time they fought, he hadn't even had to transform to deal with Piccolo. Fusions were so powerful that they pushed past the levels of a super saiyan, but not a super saiyan 2. Then Vegeta noticed Diamao's eye was twitching slightly. It wasn't a big twitch, almost as if he had something in it. But that was all that Vegeta needed to set him off.
He leaped from the platform he was on and flew towards his opponent, leaving a yellow trail behind. Dust blew up from his last position, but not even a small crater appeared. Diamao quickly reacted, adrenaline flooding his system. Piccolo was blocked from his mind as Diamao leaned to the left, sending Vegeta sailing past him. Diamao brought up a knee and connected it with Vegeta's stomach, then brought his cupped hands down on the saiyan's back, slamming him into the ground. Diamao ignited his own aura and flipped backwards, then turned. He then jumped into the air and sent a flying kick to Vegeta's back. Vegeta sensed his attack and zanzokened back onto the street, letting Diamao slam into Vegeta's hole. Diamao spun around and fired a ki blast at Vegeta, landing it directly in his chest. He was blown back about 20 feet before Diamao appeared behind him and delivered a jab into the small of his back, sending him flying forward again. Vegeta screamed in agony, an opening appearing in the back of his shirt. He got control of himself and stopped his flight. He was upside down, blood falling into his eyes from his nose. Vegeta fell to the ground, gasping for air.
"Damn you!" he called out, sweat falling from his forehead after the quick beating. "How'd you get so strong? Not even this sort of fusion should have made you strong enough to do that!"
"I was already nearly as strong as Piccolo. When we fused I became more powerful then I ever dreamed possible. Not even you're stronger then me now. And with Pikkon's help, Goku will be defeated to. Just give up, Vegeta; you can't win."
"Quiet! I haven't even powered up all the way yet, and you're already declaring your victory? Fool!" Vegeta bellowed, letting his aura flare wildly, blowing up bits of the concrete around him.
"Then, Vegeta," Diamao said, still smirking confidently, "Power up. I'll wait for you."
"Alright then, namek. You'll regret it though, I promise you that," Vegeta crowed.
He crouched low and began to gather his ki, taking his time. When you powered up quickly you lost energy, but if Diamao was going to wait on him, then he could gather everything. Tendrils shot from his aura, flickering across the ground. His face was contorted with effort as his power soared, his muscles bulged and he felt the itch across his body as he sprouted red fur across his chest. His shirt ripped apart as his muscles flew from it's confines, and waves of ki were emanating from him, breaking windows on the sky scrapers. Some buildings literally imploded, sending glass and bits of steel and brick flying onto the skyway. Vegeta didn't notice, however, as his aura instantly vaporized any oncoming debris. He was screaming loudly, but not in pain. The energy that was flowing through him energized his body, making him instantly many times what his previous power had been. The bridge beneath his feet opened up, a crater forming where he had been standing. Vegeta was floating above it now, his muscles tightening as they grew and his eyes opened wide.
Veins popped out across his forehead, rising and falling as his heart tried to keep up with the demands his body was making of it. Blood vessels in his eyes grew, nearly reaching the pupils as they tried to absorb more air. Buildings around him were crumbling and most of the bridge they had been standing on was gone. The sections were still falling to the distant ground, a constant reminder of what would happen to him, should he use to much energy. Vegeta fought to gain control of his body as he reached his maximum power. He could feel it surging through his blood; the strength he needed to win this battle was his. His aura dissipated suddenly, whirling around his body until it disappeared in a puff at the tip of his body. Vegeta's muscles had shrunken slightly, becoming used to his power. He closed his eyes, and a smirk played across his lips.
"Now, namek. Now we will see who is stronger."