Old Enemies New

25

It has been nearly ten years since he felt that signature but he remembered it well now.    He remembered it very well and felt like a fool for not noticing it.  He was drawn into to peaceful family that was here and had prayed that no enemy was going to strike her.

Benot felt like a fool.

He had hoped that this time would remain peaceful.

"Do you think he has her?"  He growled at Cyrus.

"Who?"  Brennen asked.  "What do you mean 'has her?'  Who has her?" He was scared now.  Benot didn't have time to be scared.

Cyrus shrugged.  He was not strong enough yet to handle a battle.  It was going to have to be him and Crystal.  It looked like Trunks was up to it as well, but he was no where near them in strength.

Every little bit would help.

"That's…!"  Crystal's eyes flashed green but she kept her power low.  She recognized it now as well.  "Why does it have to be him?  Anyone but him!"  Anger and sadness played on her face.

Vegeta stood now and looked to them.  He was waiting for directions from them.  It felt so weird seeing him do that and having Trunks look at him as well.

Cyrus closed his eyes and took a deep breath.  "Outside.  He is waiting for us."

"What?"  Crystal said.  "How could he get so close?"  She was furious and had flew to level 2 with only a single burst of energy.  Damn, he envied her.  It took a lot of time and strength for him to get there and it was hard for him to hold. She was the strongest in the room.  Even over Vegeta.  (of course, you have to discount the dragon in Cyrus)

"Those stupid blockers," Cyrus said and started to walk towards the door.

He grabbed his brother: His little brother who was twice the size of him and was smarter than he was in so many ways.

"You have to stay here," he said.  He was not as well as he was letting on.  He could still feel the chill on his skin and the weariness in his eyes.  He couldn't go into battle.  If they lost him, they lost everything.

"What?"  Cyrus said.

"We will fight," Crystal said and stood beside him.  Good.  Something that they wouldn't have to argue about.  "You will stay here and make sure that they don't get hurt."

She was meaning, Boxer, Bra and 'Geta who started to protest but it was Bulma that shook her head and told them to sit down.  They listened to her but they didn't look happy about it.

"You are not leaving me out," Vegeta growled.

"Or me," Trunks said.  "This is my family that I have to protect!"

Vegeta gave a snort and his anger flared a bit.  He looked to the door.  "Who are we fighting?"

"Drak," Cyrus said.

…………………

"Come out Come out!  Where ever you are!"  he chuckled.  He couldn't help it.  Such strong fighters all caught unaware.  Especially the beauty that was now his captive, held still and surrounded by little barbs dipped in his brother famous poison, that surrounded her throat.  She was so warm against him.  He could see why his brother could take a liking to her.  She was beautiful and had great potential for strength.

He just planned on using her for revenge.

He didn't care that his brother was dead.  That helped him out.  He always thought his brother was a little freak of nature.  But, his nephew.  He liked his nephew and seeing him so hurt by a single Saiyian… the last Saiyian in the universe as far as he could tell.

His nephew thankfully lived even though he was not well enough to join in this battle.  That was fine by him though.  He had this little pretty in his grasp.  He now had his brother's empire under his control with permission from the only son that his brother Krad had.

Life could be sweet.

But he had to get rid of these pesky intruders.

Out of the door burst four fighters.  Angry and ready to go.

Ligh had said that the Saiyian's could turn blonde but he didn't know anything about purple.  There was a tasty looking woman with long purple hair and blue eyes that looked so deep.  She was so sexy.  There was no other word for it.  She almost put the one that he held in his arms as a captive to shame.  Almost.  He would have to see what that other one felt like.

Then there was two men that looked pretty close to the same, even though one was slightly larger and had longer blonde hair.  They both had a lot of anger towards him.  He would hopefully use that to his advantage and there was the other guy.  His hair was black and hung down his back and he had red fur on his body…. What is the deal with that?  Fur!  Oh well.  Time to get on with it.

"Don't you dare take another step forward," he said, "or else I will tighten this noose around this pretty little lady."

………………………………….

Vegeta wanted to lunge at the bastard.  So this was Drak.  Krad's brother.  Just as much of a coward.  He knew it was probably a mistake to be at level 4 but his anger wouldn't let him go lower.

He knew that noose with the little barbs on it had the poison that could kill him on it and really hurt the rest of them.  She did deserve to be poisoned again.

He had long white hair and clear blue eyes.  He resembled Ligh more than his brother.

"Hiding behind a woman!"  he snorted.  "What kind of man are you?"  He growled.  Drak was holding her close to his body with that loop close to her neck but not touching it.  She looked so frightened.  He never remembered seeing her frightened.  There were tears running down her cheeks and she was shaking as he was stoking her arm with his free one.

Drak laughed.  "Nothing is below me as long as it gives me an advantage."  His laugh was annoying.  He wanted to punch out his lights right now, but they had to get the noose off Soyna first.  She did not deserve the pain of that poison.   "Plus, I think she is beginning to like me."

Then he did the most unspeakable thing.  He kissed her.

Sort of.

He licked her was a better description, from her chin to her eye.  Her whole body shuttered and it looked like she was going to pull away.  She bit down on her own tongue and he could see blood dripping out of her mouth and a look of total disgust formed on her face.

Benot took a couple steps forward.  He was disgusted as well.  Trunks looked like he was trying really hard to hold himself back as well.  After all it was his daughter out there.

Crystal stuck out her tongue.  "Blaaaaah."

"Will someone get him off of me!"  Soyna said as more tears fell down her cheeks.  There was a lot of anger in her voice.  Why wasn't she fighting back?

Surely, she was strong enough to get that noose off her neck?

"Damn you!"  Trunks snarled.  "Let my daughter go.  How can we possibly fight you, if you are holding her hostage!  We are at a draw."

Again that horrible laugh.  He really wanted to end that laugh.

"That is what you think."  Krad said and laughed further.

…………………..

Crystal saw them first.  "Weasel!"  Benot knew what she was talking about but Trunks and Vegeta looked at her confused for a moment, but just a moment.  It was enough for them to get a couple of slashes in on them.

She was able to dodge the two that attacked her and Benot was able to move as well, but he was not as quick as she was.   They nearly got him.

She grabbed one of the 'weasels'  Terrible small creatures that were about half the size of her with long noses and sharp teeth.   They reminded her of weasels, even though that didn't quite do them justice.  At least weasels were cute, these things were not!  Far from it.  They somehow made soft furry animals ugly.  Maybe it was because their fur look dirty or the crazy sparkly in their beady little eyes.  It didn't matter.  She hated them and she was going to kill them.

Simple.

The weasel was scratching at her arm and trying to chew on her wrist.  Well, she would get rid of that problem quick.

And did.

She looked over to Drak who looked shocked at how easily she crushed one of his pets.  She was pleased to see that he was shocked.  She was not pleased to see that he was recruiting more.  She was fast enough to catch them.  She could handle about two before and she figured that she could handle 4 at a time with her new skills but the others would be overwhelmed.

This was going to be a baaaaaaaaaad fight.

…………………………..

Trunks felt the new scratches burning on his chest and arms.  The damn little things were to quick for him and he was pushing himself as fast as he could.  He saw Crystal grab one and crush it and felt a bit of pride there, even though she was not his real daughter.  She was good.

Of course, now the weasel things were careful around her and they seemed to have grown in number.  He used a few energy attacks but had to be careful to avoid the house.  It had been redesigned to handle energy blasts better but he did not want to risk his children inside or his mother.

He tried to keep his eyes focused on his scared daughter in the clutches of that sick fiend.  She was angry now.  He could tell.  Why couldn't she get out his grasp?  Was she so afraid of the poison?

Vegeta managed to get a weasel!  Kudo's for them.  They had about twenty more to go.

Benot had one attacked to his back and it was busy attacking his shoulders.  He was screaming.  He went to go help his grandchild only to have one attach itself to his leg and start to gnaw away at it.

And through it all.  Drak was laughing!

………………..

"Stop that infernal laughing!"  Vegeta yelled and threw an energy blast and a weasel and it missed his primary target up clipped another one.  Hopefully it would slow it down.

Crystal hated the laugh too. The weasels had a laugh as well.  A low chitter sound that almost made it seem like they were teasing her.

She hated them.

She hated Drak.

She looked over at Trunks and saw that he had two weasels attached to him and he was desperately trying to get them off and Benot was even worse off with three attached and two circling.

Damn them all.

The only way to really stop the weasel things was to get rid of Drak and he had a precious hostage.

She grabbed another weasel and tore it in two.

This was going to take to long, doing this and everyone was getting hurt.

Time for drastic measures.

………………………………..

'Geta eyes were wide with fear and curiosity as he looked out the window.  Bulma held tightly to Bra and Boxer who were terrified out of their minds and too scared to look anymore.  Brennen was beside himself and Cyrus just looked on sadly.

"What is going on?" Brennen said in a hushed voice.

Cyrus answered.  "We are being attacked by one of the strongest enemies that we have ever encountered and it seems that he has improved as well."  He looked over to Brennen who was trying to keep the contempt but was failing.  He wasn't able to follow the battle but he was able to see his wife.  He had to hold him back when that Drak licked her.  He wanted to throw up.

He was making sure that they were not going to be noticed and it was taking quite a bit more concentration than he remembered having to do in the past.  He wanted to keep everyone here safe until they won the battle.

They had to win.

"They are all so fast!"  'Geta said with awe in his voice.  He knew that sound too.  He would have to keep an eye on him.  He was not near strong enough to join the others in battle even though his voice was telling him that he thought he was.

That was when he noticed Crystal was lunging towards Drak.

He lost his concentration but quickly got it back.  He didn't want to look but it was like a slow motion train wreck.  You just have to sit there and watch the horror unfold.

……………..

Benot saw what she was doing.

"No you fool!"  he yelled at her as she charged through the weasels.  They sure were quicker than he remembered and the claws and teeth were sure a lot sharper than he remembered also.  He was tearing at one that was on his arm and was doing a great job on his shoulder, which had already been lacerated by another.

He knew that he couldn't stop her.

He would yell at her later.

If there was a later.

…………………

Vegeta was able to crush another when he heard Benot yell and saw Crystal.  He saw Trunks look also and give out an inarticulate cry.

He did the only thing he could think of.

Try to back her up.

……………………….

He was enjoying what he was seeing.  The girl with the purple hair was quick and did not have any injuries yet, but the others were hurting pretty badly.  If only his brother had used the Warra instead of depending on his men and those boosters that are just to easily removed.  They were willing fighters.  She called them weasels and he did like the sound of that name better.

They were effective little fighters.  Quick and violent.  A little bit bloody, but he could live with himself.

He enjoyed the pain and terror on his captive's face.  Blood trickled out of her mouth and he thought that made her look even more divine.  Her eyes were closed and her whole body was trembling.  Yes, his brother would have like her a lot and would have tried to have wooed her to his side.  He wasn't that polite over things.

He defiantly planned on keeping her.

She even tasted good.

He laughed lowly and whispered in her ear.  "See what kind of power I hold.  I do not know how your father so easily defeated my brother but it won't be as easy with me."

"The stronger you are the weaker the grip," she said through clenched teeth and opened her eyes.  He loved women with green eyes:  Even if there was only hatred to be read in them.

"Ooooh and a wonderful little sense of humor," he said and laughed again.  He was just in such a good mood and he could see how his laughter annoyed the one with the black hair.

Her eye flicked to the left and he saw why but it was to late.