XVI
Pikkon brought his hands together, the kamehameha quickly approaching on his position. He put his hands together, in front of his chest, curled over. Pikkon drew ki from his being, creating a green ball in his palms. He brought them apart, a sphere of energy revealed. It grew fast, doubling in size with remarkable speed. Pikkon looked up to see the blue blast barely fifty feet away. His eyes opened wide, he would have to throw his attack now without being able to power up completely. He lifted both hands above his head, then, with blinding speed, thrust them out before him, and fired his own deadly blast.
The two powerful forces met each other, Goten's blue kamehameha and Pikkon's green sphere. Energy crackled between the two, heating the air. Lightening bolts rushed through Goten's body, trying desperately to keep up with the energy he was exerting into the attack. Muscles bulged in both of their bodies, forcing their veins to grow in response. Pikkon felt his body desperately trying to force Goten's attack back, but to no avail. His super saiyan 2 power was to much for the alien to withstand, as he was losing this battle.
The rock below the two crumbled under the two titans, surging upwards, pulled by the two ki blasts toppling with each other. It was as if a giant was crumbling buildings and stone as he walked along, never stopping to rest. Krillin and Yamcha stayed stationary, the bridge never faltering. The sky scrapers flew apart, piece by piece. Floor sections gave way to the next, a constant spiral downward as the clash continued. As debris neared the blue and green blasts, they were vaporized, unable to withstand the intense heat generated. Goten's kamehameha was less then fifteen feet away from it's destination when Pikkon decided to step up his attack. Pikkon let his energy fade for a second while he concentrated on his trump card.
"Kaio-ken!" he screamed, his white aura transforming into a blazing red. Instantly Pikkon's ki nearly doubled, evening his attack with Goten's. But he couldn't keep it up for long, Pikkon knew that. He could already feel his muscles buckling under the intense pressure his body was demanding, but he didn't stop. Pikkon kept hurdling more and more of his energy into the attack, pushing the kamehameha back.
"Kaio-ken... x10!" Pikkon raged, his red aura whipping wildly, doubling in size. His blast was easily overtaking Goten's attack now, pushing it back further and further. Pikkon clamped his eyes shut tightly, the pain on his body to extreme for him to handle much longer.
Goten could tell he was losing this fight; it was painfully obvious. He as already giving it his all, pouring everything he had into his attack. His blue energy was being over-taken by Pikkon's green, nearly his entire field of vision was encompassed by it. He knew that he would lose this test; there was no doubt in his mind of that. So he prepared for when it would happen.
The blast over took him.
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"Owww!" Goku complained, pulling himself from his crater again. The saiyan rubbed the back of his head, a look of annoyance creasing his face. "Stop that! It hurts." Packer looked on in shock, no one had ever survived his attacks before. And this guy was making sport of it!
"How are you doing that?" Gohan questioned. He hadn't felt any ki from the small man yet, and he was exerting enough of... something... to push his father back into a wall. Packer decided he had been holding in to much energy, and that he would answer the young saiyan's question.
"I don't use ki, like most of you warriors do. I rely on a much more advanced form of energy. My mind," Packer said, tapping his head with one finger. "The brain is the most wondrous object in any anatomy. By unlocking it's secrets, one can achieve total perfection, as I have. Let me demonstrate."
Packer narrowed his eyes at Goku, a slight tremor passing through the building. Slowly everything began to shake, Goku noticed this and took a quick hop into the air, a few inches above the ground. He stayed there, waiting for the quakes to pass, but then a hole opened beneath the saiyan a few feet down into the ground. Not much, but Packer was trying to show them what he was capable of.
"Where is everyone? I haven't felt anyone since we landed?" Gohan asked the small man, trying to understand what was happening. He feared that everyone might have already been killed.
"They evacuated before I got here," Packer slithered out. Gohan let out a sigh of relief, followed by Goku. "I guess Pepper couldn't keep its' mouth shut about what was happening. Fools, I could have had their planet ready for them by now if they hadn't intruded."
"So then where are your guards? We were told that you were protected," Goku questioned.
"They're gone. I sent them back to our planet, Soy. I can't do anything here. My contract is over, after all. If Pepper can't keep its' mouth shut about my operations, then I don't want anything to do with them. Who are you?"
"I'm Goku!" Goku said happily, walking up to Packer and offering his hand. Packer ignored it and continued his questioning.
"Are you one of the Kimahri special elite?"
"Wazzat?"
"Ah. Well then, I'm off. There's no reason for me to stay here."
"So that's it? You're just gonna leave?" Goku asked, unbelieving.
"Yes. What else am I going to do here?" Packer asked suspiciously, furrowing his eyes at the saiyan.
"Nope. Not really," Goku said confidently. At least he wouldn't have to fight this guy. "Just don't go and blow up any planets, all right?" Packer laughed and turned around, going back through the hole he came.
"Well that went well!" Goku said cheerily, clasping his hands and turning to his son.
Gohan fell over.
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Trunks laid his father atop a building several miles away from where he felt all of the ki centered. His father was still bleeding profusely, and his arm hung at an odd angle. Most likely broken, Trunks figured. The demi- saiyan ripped a piece of cloth from his gi and ran it over Vegeta's face, wiping blood from his father's forehead, cheeks and then his arms.
"Dad... What did this to you? Packer shouldn't have been this strong, not by a long shot. That ki I felt near you though, it was so powerful! That energy made dad's feel like it was nothing. But... who could it have been? I don't sense them anymore, and aside from Piccolo, I haven't felt anyone else anywhere near dad. What the hell is going on?"
Pikkon brought his hands together, the kamehameha quickly approaching on his position. He put his hands together, in front of his chest, curled over. Pikkon drew ki from his being, creating a green ball in his palms. He brought them apart, a sphere of energy revealed. It grew fast, doubling in size with remarkable speed. Pikkon looked up to see the blue blast barely fifty feet away. His eyes opened wide, he would have to throw his attack now without being able to power up completely. He lifted both hands above his head, then, with blinding speed, thrust them out before him, and fired his own deadly blast.
The two powerful forces met each other, Goten's blue kamehameha and Pikkon's green sphere. Energy crackled between the two, heating the air. Lightening bolts rushed through Goten's body, trying desperately to keep up with the energy he was exerting into the attack. Muscles bulged in both of their bodies, forcing their veins to grow in response. Pikkon felt his body desperately trying to force Goten's attack back, but to no avail. His super saiyan 2 power was to much for the alien to withstand, as he was losing this battle.
The rock below the two crumbled under the two titans, surging upwards, pulled by the two ki blasts toppling with each other. It was as if a giant was crumbling buildings and stone as he walked along, never stopping to rest. Krillin and Yamcha stayed stationary, the bridge never faltering. The sky scrapers flew apart, piece by piece. Floor sections gave way to the next, a constant spiral downward as the clash continued. As debris neared the blue and green blasts, they were vaporized, unable to withstand the intense heat generated. Goten's kamehameha was less then fifteen feet away from it's destination when Pikkon decided to step up his attack. Pikkon let his energy fade for a second while he concentrated on his trump card.
"Kaio-ken!" he screamed, his white aura transforming into a blazing red. Instantly Pikkon's ki nearly doubled, evening his attack with Goten's. But he couldn't keep it up for long, Pikkon knew that. He could already feel his muscles buckling under the intense pressure his body was demanding, but he didn't stop. Pikkon kept hurdling more and more of his energy into the attack, pushing the kamehameha back.
"Kaio-ken... x10!" Pikkon raged, his red aura whipping wildly, doubling in size. His blast was easily overtaking Goten's attack now, pushing it back further and further. Pikkon clamped his eyes shut tightly, the pain on his body to extreme for him to handle much longer.
Goten could tell he was losing this fight; it was painfully obvious. He as already giving it his all, pouring everything he had into his attack. His blue energy was being over-taken by Pikkon's green, nearly his entire field of vision was encompassed by it. He knew that he would lose this test; there was no doubt in his mind of that. So he prepared for when it would happen.
The blast over took him.
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"Owww!" Goku complained, pulling himself from his crater again. The saiyan rubbed the back of his head, a look of annoyance creasing his face. "Stop that! It hurts." Packer looked on in shock, no one had ever survived his attacks before. And this guy was making sport of it!
"How are you doing that?" Gohan questioned. He hadn't felt any ki from the small man yet, and he was exerting enough of... something... to push his father back into a wall. Packer decided he had been holding in to much energy, and that he would answer the young saiyan's question.
"I don't use ki, like most of you warriors do. I rely on a much more advanced form of energy. My mind," Packer said, tapping his head with one finger. "The brain is the most wondrous object in any anatomy. By unlocking it's secrets, one can achieve total perfection, as I have. Let me demonstrate."
Packer narrowed his eyes at Goku, a slight tremor passing through the building. Slowly everything began to shake, Goku noticed this and took a quick hop into the air, a few inches above the ground. He stayed there, waiting for the quakes to pass, but then a hole opened beneath the saiyan a few feet down into the ground. Not much, but Packer was trying to show them what he was capable of.
"Where is everyone? I haven't felt anyone since we landed?" Gohan asked the small man, trying to understand what was happening. He feared that everyone might have already been killed.
"They evacuated before I got here," Packer slithered out. Gohan let out a sigh of relief, followed by Goku. "I guess Pepper couldn't keep its' mouth shut about what was happening. Fools, I could have had their planet ready for them by now if they hadn't intruded."
"So then where are your guards? We were told that you were protected," Goku questioned.
"They're gone. I sent them back to our planet, Soy. I can't do anything here. My contract is over, after all. If Pepper can't keep its' mouth shut about my operations, then I don't want anything to do with them. Who are you?"
"I'm Goku!" Goku said happily, walking up to Packer and offering his hand. Packer ignored it and continued his questioning.
"Are you one of the Kimahri special elite?"
"Wazzat?"
"Ah. Well then, I'm off. There's no reason for me to stay here."
"So that's it? You're just gonna leave?" Goku asked, unbelieving.
"Yes. What else am I going to do here?" Packer asked suspiciously, furrowing his eyes at the saiyan.
"Nope. Not really," Goku said confidently. At least he wouldn't have to fight this guy. "Just don't go and blow up any planets, all right?" Packer laughed and turned around, going back through the hole he came.
"Well that went well!" Goku said cheerily, clasping his hands and turning to his son.
Gohan fell over.
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Trunks laid his father atop a building several miles away from where he felt all of the ki centered. His father was still bleeding profusely, and his arm hung at an odd angle. Most likely broken, Trunks figured. The demi- saiyan ripped a piece of cloth from his gi and ran it over Vegeta's face, wiping blood from his father's forehead, cheeks and then his arms.
"Dad... What did this to you? Packer shouldn't have been this strong, not by a long shot. That ki I felt near you though, it was so powerful! That energy made dad's feel like it was nothing. But... who could it have been? I don't sense them anymore, and aside from Piccolo, I haven't felt anyone else anywhere near dad. What the hell is going on?"