Author's Note: Standard disclaimer, I do not own Dragonball Z/GT nor any of its related characters. Most of the names of daemons and such here in are taken from sources of mythology and religion, though no reference to either is intended. This is purely a non-profit work, for the enjoyment of those that are kind enough to read my work.
Chapter 5: Embodiment of Flame
The image in the portal before Mephiston wavered for a moment before blacking out totally. The magistrate gave a low growl and tossed the scrying device aside. Things were progressing much slower then he had anticipated and it seemed had a slim chance of going sour from the current situation. The last thing he had seen was the battle between Son Goku and the twins, Zilvra and Laele. The fight had been even when it had just been Goku and Zilvra, but after he had assumed Stage Three; Laele had also entered into the battle. Son Goku had clearly dominated the two in the first few exchanges but it was evident to Mephiston that his battle with Zilvra that had lasted over half the day had sapped a large amount of his energy, and the Super Sayai-jin Stage Three was notorious for draining the users power quickly, even if they were inactive. Goku was having to go all out to fight off the two, from the looks of things he would run out of power before he was able to kill them both, and at least one of them would finish him. The daemon lord didn't like the idea of losing either of his prized assassins but it was to be expected when facing this one. Son Goku was incredibly dangerous in battle, and his decade and a half of being bonded to the Eternal Dragon, Shenron had only increased his abilities.
Still two more extremely large ki's had appeared moments before Mephiston's scrying had been disrupted by the amount of energy being tossed around on the planet, and it most certainly wasn't any of his minions. With another snarl, the magistrate spun on his aid, there would be no more chances, if he failed, as Baal had, the Emperor would have his head.
"Prepare my flagship.
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Explosions tore across the ground, vaporizing rocks and trees a series of ki blasts meant for Goku slammed into them. The Sayai-jin spun in his straight path just as Laele appeared in front of him, her left arm jabbing forward attempting to use his own momentum to plunge her arm blade into his face. Goku twisted his body up, the blade barely slicing the front of his blue gi, as his forearm slammed into the daemonesses' throat sending her hurtling backward. Coming up short, his gold aura flared as he fired a barrage of energy blasts in the direction she was going. His Renozoku Energy Dan rocked into the distance causing another series of explosions.
He was just turning to attempt to locate the other one, when he felt Zilvra's hand lock in the spiked locks of his long golden hair. His head was yanked sharply back, presenting the assassin a clear path to slam her elbow down into his face, her foot snapping up a second letter to connect with the back of his head. The Sayai-jin was sent into a spin forward from the second blow, a cloud of dust springing up as he hit the ground.
Rising unsteadily to his feet, Goku wiped the sweat from his brow and looked around at his surroundings. The battle had taken them from the coast into Satan City, and above the Tenkaichi Bodoukai ring. He had landed right besides the ring itself. The twin assassins were regrouping above him, taking a moment to rest for themselves before initiating another assault. That suited Goku fine. Any rest he could get at this point would do him good. He had spent almost eighteen hours in Super Sayai-jin Stage Two while in combat with Zilvra. That alone had taken most of his ki, and then the twenty minutes he had spent in Stage Three had brought him down to almost nothing. An odd smile passed his face as he realized he actually was lucky. If not for his increased power from Shenron, he wouldn't have even been able to hold out that long in Stage Two going all out. He only needed to last a few more minutes though. Despite the distortions the portals were causing, he could still feel Pan and Medon on their way down from God's Lookout. Medon had broken off from his sister within the last minute, heading in his direction. From what he could tell Pan was heading away from him, most likely towards Trunks.
Tearing off the shredded shirt of his gi, Goku tossed it aside and looked up to his enemies. They didn't know it, but he had held back once Laele had entered the fight. She seemed reluctant to engage in his battle and he wanted to give them the chance to withdraw. Vegeta would have called him soft for the action, but he didn't like to kill, especially those that were forced to fight. It didn't matter anymore though, even if he gave it his all, he was to weak at this point to finish either of the sisters. He could hold them for a few more minutes though.
A hundred feet in the air, Zilvra smiled as she watched Goku's golden aura of ki flare up again. The Sayai-jin was quite a challenge; if Laele had joined the fight he would have beaten her. He didn't have much energy left though; and had taken numerous cuts from their wrist blades; it was only a matter of time. The daemoness spread her bat-like wings wide and dove at Goku, with a sigh of discontent Laele followed her a split second later.
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Trunks Briefs slowly raised his head up from the pavement he had been laying upon. He had overestimated his strength it seemed. When he had initially attacked the daemoness Irruit he had expected a battle he was certain to win, he could tell from the ki he had sensed from her, that he had an advantage after all. When Kale had joined the combat on her side though things had taken a bad turn. The giant would have been able to challenge and very likely beat Trunks on his own, but against two of them, the demi-sayai-jin hadn't even been able to go on the offensive. His training had been the only thing that had kept him alive up to this point, but he was tired and taking more and more hits. His hope had faded and his strength was following. They would kill him, then the wounded Tenshinhan, and then track down and murder Ubuu as well.
The giant, Kale, watched as the Sayai-jin managed to stand again. This one was stubborn. He had landed a few good strikes in the last few minutes, and he was still getting up. He had heard this race was pig headed but this was more then he expected. With a snort he glanced over at Irruit, who had finally managed to regenerate from the damage she had taken in her initial battle with Trunks.
"Do you think you can finally take him? Or do you need me to swat him around some more?"
She responded with a snarl to the larger daemon, her sharp teeth catching the bit of light that remained within the city's limits. Popped a few kinks out of her neck and stretching her wings, Irruit examined Trunks carefully. This one had taken her by surprise previously, she didn't want to make a brash attack and suffer for it again.
Her dark eyes wandered over his body, considering the puffiness of the bruises that had formed upon his face, or the amount of blood that ran from each of his wounds. Even with the extent of those injuries, she probably would have simply fired energy attacks at him. The large cracks that spider webbed across his armored torso, and the way he favored his ribs though gave her confidence, that was enough of an edge to let her take the fight as she enjoyed it, hand to hand. He had also lost the golden aura that had crackled around him during their battle, and his hair had fallen again to frame his face, a light lavender in color.
Irruit was had just taken her first step forward, bat like wings spreading to give her momentum when the street in front of her and Kale exploded, sending chunks of concrete high into the air and showering both of them.
When the dust cleared both the daemons were presented with the sight of a woman, standing besides the battered Sayai-jin, her eyes locked to both of them. Irruit wasn't impressed with their new enemy, destroying sidewalk and hurting them were two different things, and from the ki she could detect from this one, she wouldn't be much of a challenge.
Kale on the other hand was considering his play options for when she was beaten if Irruit didn't damage her too much. She wasn't that tall, maybe 5"5" appearing to be in her mid to late twenties. Her features were well defined however, and her body though slender was well built, the giant baring his teeth in mockery of a grin when his eyes dropped to the soft curve of her breasts beneath the red half shirt that she wore, and the smooth expanse of her stomach that was visible. Yes, he didn't indeed hope she wasn't marred to badly.
Trunks managed to look through the haze of pain up to his savior. His voice almost catching in his throat as he caught sight of Pan. Expect for the fact she had cut her formally flowing black hair short, she looked much the same. Still something about her had changed, it showed in the depths of her eyes. Her gloved hand cupped his cheek as she knelt by him, not saying anything yet, but giving him a once over, looking for any serious injuries.
"You should be strong enough to fly. Get out of here if you can, I'll hold them for as long as I can."
He started to respond when she grabbed the front of his black trench coat and yanked him hard to the side, a purple beam of energy slicing past their heads to explode in the distance. Gritting her teeth Pan turned to face Irruit, who stood smirking her hand extended in the direction of the two Sayai-jin.
"A touching scene, but one you don't have time for girl. If it makes you feel better, he'll get a good view of me tearing out your lungs."
Son Pan took a few steps away from Trunks, her path straight for Irruit. Only briefly did her eyes dart to the side to take in Kale. The giant seemed content to watch for the moment though. Pan stopped just three meters from the assassin, straightening her black vest and slowly spreading her feet in preparation.
"Well...let's see what you got. You bitch!"
Trunks felt his draw drop as he felt and watched Pan's ki skyrocket. The view he had been appreciating of her smooth stomach changed, the muscles across her abdomen becoming visible and her thin arms tightening. Her short black hair floated a moment before standing straight up and turning a brilliant gold. Her golden aura flared up around her, as her dark eyes changed to green, her transformation into a Super Sayai-jin complete.
Irruit took a single step backward meaning to fire an attack at Pan. She never made it, dust shooting up along the ground as Pan flew in, her fist slamming into the assassin's face, black blood splashing onto red skin.
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The three warriors felt the large ki that had just appeared, the slight pause by Zilvra and Laele to glance in the direction of the newest battle, giving Goku another much needed moment of rest. The moment he touched down and took a deep breath in he lost his transformation. He had barely been holding Stage One for the last few exchanges, and now he didn't even have enough energy left to hold that.
Laele let the feelings of the new energy wash over her a minute then turned back to her sister. Her wings slowly retracting as she landed a few feet away from the injured Sayai-jin.
"The new energy is large, but Kale should be able to handle it. It is around the level of the one that he was fighting previously. It's spiking to just above every few seconds but then it drops down to just under."
Her twin gave a nod and also landed, also near Goku. He had fallen to his knees and was attempting to catch his breath. He had passed his limits and just wasn't recovering fast enough; all he wanted to do was fall over and rest. He wouldn't though; he would die fighting, as a Sayai-jin should.
"Well I guess playtime is over then. This one here is out of juice."
The comment received a venomous glare from the other daemoness. Laele sitting down on one of the benches fighters would use to watch others complete while they waited their own chance.
"This is pointless. You just like killing because it fulfills your own sick needs. If we instead just used a threat of force, most people would instead just join the Emperor and there wouldn't be conflict."
"You're an idiot Laele. Do you really believe al of this is for any reason other then the pure joy of the slaughter? Even if this race would be good to make a crossbreed, they're too stubborn. Besides, examples are needed."
Despite the situation, Goku felt a smile creep over his face as he raised his head up to look at the two. He didn't have any illusions that Laele's distaste with the process would cause her to attempt to save him, but it was nice to hear something beyond a litany of hate.
"You really should listen to her. Living in peace and only fighting to get stronger or to test your strength is a lot better then going out and killing for fun. Besides, if you kill everyone you're not going to meet anyone interesting, like a nice guy to settle down with."
The Sayia-jin thought on this a moment then chuckled and gathered his feet under him, coming up to one knee.
"Of course, with your personality your not likely to manage that anyway."
He was sliding past the ring the next minute, Zilvra having turned and struck him with the back of her hand. He was still smiling though as he sat up, the daemoness rapidly approaching him.
"As if I need a stupid male. What in the name of the Emperor are you smiling about?! You are about to die you idiot!"
Goku only shook his head, and gave another low chuckle. Pointing instead to the air above them.
"That's doubtful. One the topic of a male as you put it though, one has just arrived for you."
Both the daemonesses gazes rose in the direction of the Sayai-jin's indication. A young man in a red gi was descending from the sky into the center of the ring. Son Medon had arrived.
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Pain was the first sensation Tenshinhan experienced as he came back to consciousness in the forest outside the Western Capital. Irruit's flame attack had critically injured him; he was lucky to still be alive. If Trunks hadn't shown up he wouldn't be.
Using the broken tree he had been leaning against, the warriors painfully came up into a standing position. He could feel another battle going on now; Trunks ki had dropped down to below his normal level though. From the level of power, it was obviously another Super Sayai-jin, but not Goku. He was curious but didn't even have enough power to fly to the source, much less become involved in any fights. He had a feeling something else was about to emerge though. He could sense four powers even further away. One was Goku, the other two seemed to be daemons. The fourth he didn't know, but it was similar in feel to the other Super Sayai-jin he felt now. With his experience he could also tell it was repressed dramatically.
Tenshinhan grunted as he knees gave out, dropping him back into a sitting position on the ground, the tree keeping him from falling backwards. It didn't really matter though; he couldn't do anything right now anyway. All he could do was sit here and let his senses tell him what was going out through the fog of the portal, and hope.
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Medon landed in the ring, standing just upon the edge. If he stepped down onto the side he would have been directly between his grandfather and Zilvra. It wasn't necessary however; the daemoness had stopped her advance. Goku was beaten in her opinion and their second target had just arrived.
Laele had risen to her feet when the other Sayai-jin had arrived. She didn't move closer though, something about the situation didn't feel right to her. His power was gradually rising, which was to be expected if he was going to attempt to fight them, but deep in the pit of her stomach, she still didn't like the feeling of this.
Medon didn't even give the twins a glance, instead extending his hand towards Goku, a small ball of blue energy forming in his palm, which fired out, into the older man. The ball expanded at contact, flowing over Goku and absorbing itself into his body. It wasn't much in the way of ki, but it was enough to give him enough strength to defend himself if the need arose again. Seeing his grandfather getting to his feet now, purple eyes turned to the assassins.
Zilvra hopped up into the ring with Medon. Even with the energy he had given Goku, she still figured they could finish them both. The boy's ki had stopped rising and was holding level, it was even below what Goku had been when he showed up to initiate combat before any transformation.
"Well, it seems you've saved us the trouble of finding you. You Sayai-jin aren't that bright are you? You just rush to your deaths, you seem more comparable to those lemming creatures these earthlings have then a warrior race. You might as well just rush off a cliff."
Laele had climbed up onto the far end of the ring. There was something about the cold edge to the young man's eyes that told her to turn and flee. He also looked different then the image Mephiston had shown them of him. He had put on close to four inches it seemed and a good thirty pounds of muscle, his build still slim but toned to perfection. His spiked mass of black hair was also slightly longer, it seemed he had aged since they were shown him. Their master was rarely wrong, and he had seen the boy just the previous day in the portal, something was defiantly wrong.
"Zilvra, just kill the other one. We can do this later, yeah, we can uhmm..let him see how powerful you are and just come back later."
Zilvra shot a glance at her twin, the waver in the voice of her twin striking a nerve. Laele though she didn't like their work wasn't normally shakeable. Zilvra thought a moment then pushed it away, she figured it was because they hadn't had a challenge in sometime and it had just put her on edge.
"Don't be a coward. What is this whelp going to do? He barely looks like he's out of diapers."
Medon hadn't said anything yet, simply listening to the two assassins go back and forth. The sound of his boot turning upon the tiles of the ring brought the attention of both the daemonesses to him. His voice when he spoke was soft, and almost without emotion.
"One chance, leave now and you won't die. I suggest you take it, or neither of you are going to leave this planet."
Zilvra laughed in his face. They had beaten what Mephiston had told them was the greatest warrior of this planet. One seventeen-year-old boy wasn't going to discourage her in the least. She was completely confident in her abilities, even if her sister had gone yellow in her eyes. Then the ground began to shake.
Goku had immediately gotten to his feet when Medon had given him some of his energy. He had been about to give it back, his grandson would need it for the coming fight, then he had realized Medon's ki hadn't dropped at all from the gift. The Sayai-jin had instead moved away from the ring, if Medon had indeed managed to train with Kaiosamma his ki would be incredible when it was unleashed and he didn't want to be at ground zero. He noticed the more passive of the two daemonesses, Laele, had moved to the back of the ring and was glancing around nervously seeming to look for a route to escape.
Zilvra continued to laugh for another minute then it stopped short as she became aware of the rumbling of the Tenkaichi Bodoukai stadium. The tiles of the ring had begun to shake, small cracks forming across the plaster as they began to break free of the stone platform below and hover into the air. Small blue sparks dancing across the walls, and snaking around Medon's body.
The daemoness had been confident. She was an elite warrior after all, trained by one of the most powerful beings in existence, but as lavender became emerald she felt that confidence waiver. Then Medon screamed and for the first time in her life, Zilvra knew fear.
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Pan drove her fist again into Irruit's face for what probably was the thousandth time since their fight had begun, Irruit responding immediately with an elbow strike into the Sayai-jin's midsection. Both the women stumbling backwards from the blows and eyeing each other up with increased respect. They were almost evenly matched, Pan's slight edge tempered by her desire to not cause more damage to the city.
The two women were preparing to engage in another exchange of blows when they felt it coming. The onlookers Trunks and Kale also turned in the direction the two combatants had looked in. They were not prepared for the sight that greeted them. The dark clouds in the sky had parted several miles off, bolts what seemed to be lightning snapping up from the ground beneath the anomaly. Then they all felt it. A massive ki rising up from seemingly nowhere, the energy seeming to hang in the air all around them, as a tangible thing.
Pan and Trunks had both felt it before in the Room of Spirit and Time, but never at this level. To Irruit and Kale it completely baffled them. They only power they had sensed at even close to this level before, was the one Zilvra and Laele had been fighting, but they had beaten him they thought, even if it was coming from their location.
The two assassins felt the psychic prick in their minds as Ranaghar contacted them from near the portal. Kale was off the ground within a second at their leaders order, heading for the source of the power, Irruit should have been able to handle the two Sayai-jin here if she played her cards right, especially with the one wounded.
The huge black streak that was Kale rushed off towards Satan City. As he got closer, beyond all belief, the power kept rising.
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At the moment as his scream, Medon has burst into golden flames. The floating tiles of the ring turning to dust in the initial flaring of his power, as the ring itself split apart, a crater digging into the stone beneath him. His hair now stood in sharp spikes atop his head, a single long piece hanging before his face. Goku watched in awe of the wooden benches in the stadium itself snapped off their supports and were forced into the surrounding wall.
His attention turned back his grandson then. The youngster's power was impressive, but still incredibly raw. That was obvious in the time it was taking him to reach full power. It had been the same the first time he had taken on Stage Three as a living being during his battle with Fat Buu. He had actually caused some damage to the surrounding area from his ki being let out. So it was with Medon, the uncontrolled force of his energy was tearing apart everything in the area. That may have actually been a good thing. It seemed to be impressing the twins, which if Medon could destroy their will to fight, it would make the battle that much easier.
Medon took in a deep breath as he reached his maximum power, the stress that he had been exerting on the surrounding area slowly receding. He had trained long and hard, following the directions of Trunks, Pan, and Kaiosamma to reach this point. He wasn't sure if it would be enough, but he planned to give his all. He had hoped the two wouldn't surrender. These were the same type of monster that killed his parents, friends, and family. The Super Sayai-jin required a pure heart, but it was an incarnation of rage for those inexperienced with it. Even with all his training, Medon was still new to the form, most of his time training he had spent in normal form, and he had always given in to his emotions when he had transformed. So it was at this moment, he wanted to prove himself, to these creatures and to his grandfather whom he had hero-worshipped his entire life from just the stories he had been told.
Zilvra glanced over her shoulder at Laele whom had stopped retreating once Medon had reached full power. It was lower then both of them had suspected. On an individual level he was a good deal higher then either of them, he was actually a bit higher then Goku had been during this battle with them, when he had been holding back, but they were two, while he was one. He was also young, Zilvra and Laele both had over two decades of combat experience, more then Medon had even been alive. They also felt Kale coming, with the giant's aid this would most likely be an even easier fight then the previous one had been.
Zilvra gave her sister a nod then charged in.
"This had gotten dull, let's finish this one off fast."
Despite the fact Medon had maxed out below what she had expected, Laele still had that bad feeling, she full agreed with her sister's statement. He was also quite impressive looking to her, which may have been part of her uneasiness. He was shorter then she, maybe 5"9" or so, and built slender. He was completely muscle though, and his mass had increased when he had transformed, the bulk going on at the same time the sparks of electricity had appeared around him. A few thoughts beyond fighting had passed through her head since his arrival. They were distractions she didn't need with a dangerous opponent; they had to end this now.
As Zilvra charged in, Laele extended one hand towards the demi-Sayai-jin, her other hand gripping onto her wrist. Black energy wove its way up her arm before tearing towards the teenager.
Medon shot backwards as Zilvra dashed forward at him. A cloud of dust shooting up beneath him as he changed direction and blasted straight up, both Zilvra and Laele's black energy beam changing their path to follow him. Spinning around to face the two threats, Medon put his hands over his head, one in front of the other palms flat. A red glow forming in his palm as he tossed them down in front of him, unleashing the blast at Zilvra.
"Masenkou!"
With a curse Zilvra jerked to the side in her flight, the energy beam just missing her, intending to continue her upward path towards Medon. Then his attack hit his intended target, Laele's energy beam that was chasing him. The two energy attacks exploded on contact, the shockwave shaking Zilvra and stopping her flight as she had a moment of disorientation.
Laele watched as Medon took advantage of her sister's moment of distraction to launch his own assault. The Sayai-jin dropped down behind her, striking her with a blur of fists and kicks as she struggled to turn around and defend herself. She finally managed to turn and face him, jabbing forward with both her arm blades in an attempt to gut him. She passed clean through Medon's body, the image he had left fading from the air.
The daemoness stepped back as he appeared on the ground just a few feet in front of her, emerald eyes locked to her. He remained there unmoving for a moment before vanishing again, taking position next to Zilvra who was loudly cursing him and the few generations the proceeded him.
"You stupid child! What do you hope to accomplish? You can't beat us!"
Medon gave a low snort and spit to the side in response to the assassin's statement. He seemed to be doing pretty well so far in his opinion. She continued to swear at him, most of which he found to be unintelligible though he thought he caught a few less then complementary references to Goku in the mass.
He was just about fed up with her and about to attack when Laele's spiked heel landed in the small of his back, sending him flying forward where Zilvra waited. Zilvra's rock hard fists went into a barrage of motion, impacting into Medon's stomach in rapid succession. Laele closed the distance to him then, also going into a series of punch and kicks onto the Sayai-jin.
Goku watched from the ground level as the battle heated up. Medon's initial exchanges with the two had been pretty good, but together they seemed to be overwhelming him. He was overconfident, a problem Goku had also experienced in his lifetime. Medon also had a serious lack of defense from what he could see, the boy's attacks and tactics were almost flawless except in that area. He had been about to attempt a teleportation as close to the wounded as possible to try to get them out of there when the flow of battle had changed. Now he wasn't sure if he should become involved or not, he was still weak and wouldn't prove much help, but he could at least distract one of them for a time.
The Sayai-jin was just about to join into the melee when golden flames burst up around Medon, both the teenager's hands shooting out to the sides despite the fists still impacting into his body. Twin beams of blue energy firing out of his palms, striking the twins full force and streaking out into the distance to slam into the ground almost a mile away, exploding on contact.
Goku smiled and gave a small chuckle. His grandson did seem to have the situation in hand at least for a moment. He put two fingers to his forehead, concentrating for a moment, intending to go to Tenshinhan, when he realized something had changed. The portals on Earth had vanished. He senses were completely unhindered. That meant they were up to something, he'd have to get whom he could out of here fast before things go worse. Locking onto Tenshinhan's weak energy, Goku focused his power to active his Instantaneous Movement technique and vanished from inside the stadium.
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Pan coughed up blood as Irruit's fist hammered into her face. The Super Sayai-jin blurring out from her current position to behind the daemon, snapping her foot into the back of her head. Irruit jerked forward under the blow, her wings flapping to send her forward a few meters and give her a break from her enemy.
The two were even on almost every level. What Pan lacked in experience next to the daemoness she made up for in power. Neither was able to gain a clear advantage over the other. Irruit was starting to develop an intense dislike of these Sayai-jin, especially the ones that could change into these golden demons.
Pan reached up to wipe the line of blood that had trickled from her nose away. It figured, her first real battle as a Super Sayai-jin and it was someone this powerful. She'd be better off fighting Trunks, at least she knew what to expect. These daemons were completely unpredictable, they're attacks were almost elemental in nature, not pure ki energy like she used.
Irruit's dark eyes flipped from her opponent to the distance. The energy on this planet had just changed. The portals had closed. That meant one of two things, either the attack was over which she doubted. Or they were redirecting the energy to bring in the fleet. The second was most likely; the fleet could bombard a planet from orbit, as well as transport warriors over great distances in a short time. The downside was, she had to wrap this up quickly, the Lords and Commanders would want to move on soon.
Pan also noticed the change in the ki levels across the planet. She was more interested in Goku's ki though. He had just moved a number of miles in the last few seconds to where Tenshinhan was located, and now both of their energies were within a few hundred feet, where she had left Trunks. It meant he suspected something and was trying to get the wounded out of here. If Irruit noticed Goku's lowered power level she'd probably attempt to get around Pan and attack the entire group. That couldn't happen.
Golden flames burst up around Pan again as she forced her power to the limits. She just had to hold the line for a bit longer, and then whatever plan Goku had probably come up with would save them all. She hoped.
Irruit readied herself as Pan flew back in at her, the two coming together with a thunderclap, sending a shockwave that shook the buildings around them, the two dueling women slowly moving away from the destroyed hospital and those that on the other side of it, as they rained blows onto each other.
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Trunks shook his head to reorient himself to his current location. Goku had just teleported directly besides him, the injured Tenshinhan thrown over his shoulder. He was now being shaken roughly by the shoulder and told to get up.
"Come on Trunks. You need to get yourself together. I'm going to need your help to get us all to New Namek."
"Namek?"
"Yes Namek, you can Tenshinhan can rest there. I need to come back and get Ubuu, and see what is going on."
The demi-Sayai-jin gave a weak nod and took hold of Goku's arm, giving him the last bit of his ki that he could spare. Goku touched his other hand to his forehead, locating God's energy across the void of space. That was the main gift that being bonded with the dragon, Shenron had granted him. His ability to sense energy had expanded to an almost infinite level. Finding the energy, he locked onto it, and the three warriors vanished.
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Despite his incredible speed, it had taken Kale a few minutes to arrive on the scene of the vicious battle that was occurring. He had figured Zilvra and Laele would be holding their own, they were all around the most powerful of their group, even if he possessed the highest pure power.
They were fully on the defensive though when he was within eyeshot. Both of the twins were covered in dirt and black marks from the barrage of ki bolts the Sayai-jin was firing down onto them. Zilvra was in the ring itself, and Laele floating about three meters above, the golden glowing warrior high in the air his arms pumping forward furiously as he unleashed golden bolt after bolt onto the two.
The giant almost laughed, but refrained from it. Stealth may actually help him in this situation. He lowered his energy level and slowly flew up on Medon. So intent was Medon up his targets that he didn't even notice Kale until the giant threw his huge arms around the teenager, wrapping him in an unbreakable bear hug and cutting off his assault.
Zilvra and Laele slowly lowered their arms as the attack on them suddenly ceased, both looking into the sky. Laele lowering to the ground where her knees buckled from the damage she had taken having received most of the shots. Zilvra on the other hand grinned wickedly and spread her wings wide, strong legs sending her into the air towards the two.
"Having a bit of a problem with this whelp Zilvra? I'm disappointed in you two. Mephiston shows you so much favor and you can't even take out one little boy."
"Shut up idiot. You have no concept of us and those who we do battle with. You'd have been in the same position if you started the fight as we did.
You were lucky enough to be given weak opponents to play with so far today."
Kale snorted and tightened his grip, electing a yell of pain from Medon. The demi-Sayai-jin's muscles and bones being slowly crushed in the giant's powerful arms, which continued to constrict.
"He doesn't look like much. Tell you what, if it makes you feel better, I'll hold him nice and still and you can kill him."
Zilvra chuckled and nodded. She didn't like taking help from Kale, but in this case she'd make an exception. She retracted the twin blades that were mounted on her wrist guards, with it this easy, she might as well make things as painful as possible for the boy. She had only one real target, his face and upper torso, Kale's massive arms covering the rest of his body. That was fine for her though, it meant this would take awhile. Medon grunted and his head snapped to the side as Zilvra began her pummeling of his face. Blood splashing from his mouth or nose onto Kale's biceps and forearms with each impact.
The ruthless beating continued for seconds, which rolled into minutes. Laele sat in the remains of the ring, trying to block out the sounds. If they were going to kill him, she wished they would just get it over with. He was just trying to defend his planet, something she could understand. He didn't deserve this.
Zilvra stopped her beating of Medon a moment to observe her handiwork. Her arms were flecked with blood up to the elbows and drops of it also covered Kale. Medon's face was battered, though his ki hadn't decreased enough for her liking, he still held the second stage of a Super Sayai-jin. It was time to finish him before he got any ideas.
"Say good night boy. It's time to join your father. Then we'll finish off the rest of your useless line and the inhabitants of his stupid planet"
Zilvra drew her arm back, the duel blade on her left wrist springing forth again. Then she swung it forward, the razor tips aimed for Medon's eyes.
Death was coming straight for him. He knew that, he had been trying for the last few minutes unsuccessfully to break Kale's hold on him. He just couldn't get enough leverage in this position to put up any good fight. He was out of options. He hadn't wanted to do what he was about to, but if he didn't he would most certainly die here. Then they would go after Pan. He wasn't sure his body would be able to take the pressure, he had been warned against it, but it was time to find out.
"I won't allow it."
Kale felt his black flesh blister almost instantly as golden flames burst to life around Medon, blue crackles of electrical energy dancing up the boys form and across his own skin. Then the aura changed, turning deep amber, as if a shade of red had joined the golden. Zilvra drove her arm on, not stopping until the flames flared as the tip of her blades touched them, the guard and blade combo on the back of her wrist bursting apart as Medon yelled, the explosion of his power, tearing clear through one of the giants arms and sending Kale flying away from him and down to the ground below.
"KAIO-KEN!"
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Bra had just exited the small house she had been told she and Dende could reside in upon New Namek when she felt the prick at the base of her neck. For a few seconds she thought it was from Goku and the group who had just appeared in the center of town and had already brought a large crowd. The Namekian healers attempting to fix their various wounds, as Dende gave them directions and personally saw to Goku.
It wasn't though; she knew that as soon as Goku leapt to his feet, his face serious and gaze going to the sky. One by one the Namekian people followed his gaze, the sensation spreading over all here. Even the injured Trunks and Tenshinhan were sitting up and looking to the sky. She knew what direction they were all looking, Dende has told her what was out there shortly after they had arrived. It was the direction Earth was in. She wasn't sure what it was though; it almost seemed to be a ki, belonging to a person. That should have been impossible, Goku or God may have been able to sense energy from that far, but she certainly couldn't and neither could the rest of the Namekian's with maybe the exception of Murri their current elder. It was there though, washing over all of them like a visible force.
It took Goku a split second to realize whose power had reached them this far. It was so high he didn't recognize it at first, but it was Medon. The Sayai-jin set his chin into his palm as he tried to figure out how the boy could possible increase his power that much in a single moment. Then it hit him; he had used the Kaio-Ken technique. He and Kaiosamma had discussed teaching it to Medon in depth before the two had entered into the Room of Spirit and Time together. Medon was different then most of them in the fact, that although his power was impressive on it's own, his body could hold much more energy then he had personally. If given enough time for example, he could charge an attack up to epic proportions. Kaiosamma had agreed that it was possible his body could handle the Kaio-Ken while in the Super Sayai-jin state, but not for sure, and certainly not for long. Still it seemed the great master had taught Medon the maneuver in case of an emergency.
Dende lowered his hands from Goku, his healing complete, though the task had drained him some, Goku's wounds had been many and the energy he needed restored to him was great. Some of the other Namekian's were tending to Tenshinhan and Trunks. Bra had also come over to aid in the healing of her brother. Though it had been under two days, she had picked up the basics of manipulating ki to heal quite well. Sayai-jin always seemed to excel in whatever they chose to do. The God of Earth instead set his hand onto Goku's arm to draw his attention. He had picked up another power that Goku needed to know about. He hadn't been sure at first, the sudden flight from Earth, and the loss of Popo had disoriented him for sometime, but it couldn't be mistaken now.
"Son Goku, there is another portal opening. It is above the planet in space. An incredible dark ki is within it, and seems to be waiting to come through. You need to return to Earth."
Goku closed his eyes and focused off the planet. Medon was putting out so much ki it was hard to feel anything else, but he did finally sense the newest portal. Two of them in fact, miles apart, but they were huge, easily a hundred times larger then the ones upon the Earth itself.
"Damnit! What are they doing now? Keep healing Trunks and Tenshinhan, I'm going back to Earth. Medon may burn himself out soon if he keeps going at the level he's at now. I'll be back if I can."
Then using his Instantaneous Movement, Son Goku vanished from the surface of New Namek.
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Laele felt like she was covered in a fog as she slowly came to her feet. A moment ago the battle had been won, Zilvra was slowly beating the Sayai-jin to death while Kale held him still. Now Kale was on the ground, screaming and staring at the stump where his arm had once been, Zilvra's mouth was open in amazement as she looked between her destroyed wrist blade and the enraged enemy who floated before her.
Zilvra couldn't believe what had just happened, they had been winning and now this. It wasn't possible. It had occurred though, and now she had to figure a way to contend with it. Medon's power had shot up to a level she could barely comprehend. If Kale was uninjured and Laele joined in the battle they would maybe have a slim chance of defeating him. Her twin was in shock though, and Kale's entire arm was gone.
All three daemons felt a cold chill go down their spines as Medon screamed again, streaks of electricity leaping around the arena, his power rising again as he let his temper flare. They had threatened his sister, his family, and his life. They were all going to die.
No one noticed as Goku reappeared in the destroyed stands that circled the ring. He let his dark eyes go to his grandson who hovered above the center of the ring. He had become the embodiment of flame and fury. He wasn't sure if he'd even be able to calm him. He'd need Pan, if they let Medon beat these three then calmed him down before he went off looking for more they could regroup and end this today.
Still unnoticed Goku again vanished from the Tenkaichi Bodoukai ring, as Medon renewed his attack on the assassins. Zilvra had no time to react as the flaming amber fist crashed into her face, her thin nose crunching and splattering across her cheeks, her body being thrown back through the outer wall of the stadium.
Laele felt her knees go weak again as Medon turned his emerald eyes down to her and Kale. She saw his gaze flip between the two of them for a minute before locking on the giant. His hands went down to his side, cupping there, as a blue ball of energy formed in his grasp.
"Kame....hame......HA!"
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High above the planet, space distorted as the portal to the other dimension flared with energy. Space warped and twisted as the tip of the battlecruiser, Leviathan, personal cruisers of the Magistrate to the Daemon Emperor, Mephiston passed through to orbit Earth.
He watched the battle unfolding before him on the ships main view screen, his throne glowing slightly beneath him. The daemons ships were unique, each had a magical vortex in the center that supplied it with energy, but the commander of a ship could also add their own might to the cruiser's weapons and shields. He looked over to the slender daemon that stood to his right side.
"If they begin to lose, open fire on the Sayai-jin. The boy seems to have an affinity to flames. Let them experience the fire from heaven
Chapter 5: Embodiment of Flame
The image in the portal before Mephiston wavered for a moment before blacking out totally. The magistrate gave a low growl and tossed the scrying device aside. Things were progressing much slower then he had anticipated and it seemed had a slim chance of going sour from the current situation. The last thing he had seen was the battle between Son Goku and the twins, Zilvra and Laele. The fight had been even when it had just been Goku and Zilvra, but after he had assumed Stage Three; Laele had also entered into the battle. Son Goku had clearly dominated the two in the first few exchanges but it was evident to Mephiston that his battle with Zilvra that had lasted over half the day had sapped a large amount of his energy, and the Super Sayai-jin Stage Three was notorious for draining the users power quickly, even if they were inactive. Goku was having to go all out to fight off the two, from the looks of things he would run out of power before he was able to kill them both, and at least one of them would finish him. The daemon lord didn't like the idea of losing either of his prized assassins but it was to be expected when facing this one. Son Goku was incredibly dangerous in battle, and his decade and a half of being bonded to the Eternal Dragon, Shenron had only increased his abilities.
Still two more extremely large ki's had appeared moments before Mephiston's scrying had been disrupted by the amount of energy being tossed around on the planet, and it most certainly wasn't any of his minions. With another snarl, the magistrate spun on his aid, there would be no more chances, if he failed, as Baal had, the Emperor would have his head.
"Prepare my flagship.
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Explosions tore across the ground, vaporizing rocks and trees a series of ki blasts meant for Goku slammed into them. The Sayai-jin spun in his straight path just as Laele appeared in front of him, her left arm jabbing forward attempting to use his own momentum to plunge her arm blade into his face. Goku twisted his body up, the blade barely slicing the front of his blue gi, as his forearm slammed into the daemonesses' throat sending her hurtling backward. Coming up short, his gold aura flared as he fired a barrage of energy blasts in the direction she was going. His Renozoku Energy Dan rocked into the distance causing another series of explosions.
He was just turning to attempt to locate the other one, when he felt Zilvra's hand lock in the spiked locks of his long golden hair. His head was yanked sharply back, presenting the assassin a clear path to slam her elbow down into his face, her foot snapping up a second letter to connect with the back of his head. The Sayai-jin was sent into a spin forward from the second blow, a cloud of dust springing up as he hit the ground.
Rising unsteadily to his feet, Goku wiped the sweat from his brow and looked around at his surroundings. The battle had taken them from the coast into Satan City, and above the Tenkaichi Bodoukai ring. He had landed right besides the ring itself. The twin assassins were regrouping above him, taking a moment to rest for themselves before initiating another assault. That suited Goku fine. Any rest he could get at this point would do him good. He had spent almost eighteen hours in Super Sayai-jin Stage Two while in combat with Zilvra. That alone had taken most of his ki, and then the twenty minutes he had spent in Stage Three had brought him down to almost nothing. An odd smile passed his face as he realized he actually was lucky. If not for his increased power from Shenron, he wouldn't have even been able to hold out that long in Stage Two going all out. He only needed to last a few more minutes though. Despite the distortions the portals were causing, he could still feel Pan and Medon on their way down from God's Lookout. Medon had broken off from his sister within the last minute, heading in his direction. From what he could tell Pan was heading away from him, most likely towards Trunks.
Tearing off the shredded shirt of his gi, Goku tossed it aside and looked up to his enemies. They didn't know it, but he had held back once Laele had entered the fight. She seemed reluctant to engage in his battle and he wanted to give them the chance to withdraw. Vegeta would have called him soft for the action, but he didn't like to kill, especially those that were forced to fight. It didn't matter anymore though, even if he gave it his all, he was to weak at this point to finish either of the sisters. He could hold them for a few more minutes though.
A hundred feet in the air, Zilvra smiled as she watched Goku's golden aura of ki flare up again. The Sayai-jin was quite a challenge; if Laele had joined the fight he would have beaten her. He didn't have much energy left though; and had taken numerous cuts from their wrist blades; it was only a matter of time. The daemoness spread her bat-like wings wide and dove at Goku, with a sigh of discontent Laele followed her a split second later.
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Trunks Briefs slowly raised his head up from the pavement he had been laying upon. He had overestimated his strength it seemed. When he had initially attacked the daemoness Irruit he had expected a battle he was certain to win, he could tell from the ki he had sensed from her, that he had an advantage after all. When Kale had joined the combat on her side though things had taken a bad turn. The giant would have been able to challenge and very likely beat Trunks on his own, but against two of them, the demi-sayai-jin hadn't even been able to go on the offensive. His training had been the only thing that had kept him alive up to this point, but he was tired and taking more and more hits. His hope had faded and his strength was following. They would kill him, then the wounded Tenshinhan, and then track down and murder Ubuu as well.
The giant, Kale, watched as the Sayai-jin managed to stand again. This one was stubborn. He had landed a few good strikes in the last few minutes, and he was still getting up. He had heard this race was pig headed but this was more then he expected. With a snort he glanced over at Irruit, who had finally managed to regenerate from the damage she had taken in her initial battle with Trunks.
"Do you think you can finally take him? Or do you need me to swat him around some more?"
She responded with a snarl to the larger daemon, her sharp teeth catching the bit of light that remained within the city's limits. Popped a few kinks out of her neck and stretching her wings, Irruit examined Trunks carefully. This one had taken her by surprise previously, she didn't want to make a brash attack and suffer for it again.
Her dark eyes wandered over his body, considering the puffiness of the bruises that had formed upon his face, or the amount of blood that ran from each of his wounds. Even with the extent of those injuries, she probably would have simply fired energy attacks at him. The large cracks that spider webbed across his armored torso, and the way he favored his ribs though gave her confidence, that was enough of an edge to let her take the fight as she enjoyed it, hand to hand. He had also lost the golden aura that had crackled around him during their battle, and his hair had fallen again to frame his face, a light lavender in color.
Irruit was had just taken her first step forward, bat like wings spreading to give her momentum when the street in front of her and Kale exploded, sending chunks of concrete high into the air and showering both of them.
When the dust cleared both the daemons were presented with the sight of a woman, standing besides the battered Sayai-jin, her eyes locked to both of them. Irruit wasn't impressed with their new enemy, destroying sidewalk and hurting them were two different things, and from the ki she could detect from this one, she wouldn't be much of a challenge.
Kale on the other hand was considering his play options for when she was beaten if Irruit didn't damage her too much. She wasn't that tall, maybe 5"5" appearing to be in her mid to late twenties. Her features were well defined however, and her body though slender was well built, the giant baring his teeth in mockery of a grin when his eyes dropped to the soft curve of her breasts beneath the red half shirt that she wore, and the smooth expanse of her stomach that was visible. Yes, he didn't indeed hope she wasn't marred to badly.
Trunks managed to look through the haze of pain up to his savior. His voice almost catching in his throat as he caught sight of Pan. Expect for the fact she had cut her formally flowing black hair short, she looked much the same. Still something about her had changed, it showed in the depths of her eyes. Her gloved hand cupped his cheek as she knelt by him, not saying anything yet, but giving him a once over, looking for any serious injuries.
"You should be strong enough to fly. Get out of here if you can, I'll hold them for as long as I can."
He started to respond when she grabbed the front of his black trench coat and yanked him hard to the side, a purple beam of energy slicing past their heads to explode in the distance. Gritting her teeth Pan turned to face Irruit, who stood smirking her hand extended in the direction of the two Sayai-jin.
"A touching scene, but one you don't have time for girl. If it makes you feel better, he'll get a good view of me tearing out your lungs."
Son Pan took a few steps away from Trunks, her path straight for Irruit. Only briefly did her eyes dart to the side to take in Kale. The giant seemed content to watch for the moment though. Pan stopped just three meters from the assassin, straightening her black vest and slowly spreading her feet in preparation.
"Well...let's see what you got. You bitch!"
Trunks felt his draw drop as he felt and watched Pan's ki skyrocket. The view he had been appreciating of her smooth stomach changed, the muscles across her abdomen becoming visible and her thin arms tightening. Her short black hair floated a moment before standing straight up and turning a brilliant gold. Her golden aura flared up around her, as her dark eyes changed to green, her transformation into a Super Sayai-jin complete.
Irruit took a single step backward meaning to fire an attack at Pan. She never made it, dust shooting up along the ground as Pan flew in, her fist slamming into the assassin's face, black blood splashing onto red skin.
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The three warriors felt the large ki that had just appeared, the slight pause by Zilvra and Laele to glance in the direction of the newest battle, giving Goku another much needed moment of rest. The moment he touched down and took a deep breath in he lost his transformation. He had barely been holding Stage One for the last few exchanges, and now he didn't even have enough energy left to hold that.
Laele let the feelings of the new energy wash over her a minute then turned back to her sister. Her wings slowly retracting as she landed a few feet away from the injured Sayai-jin.
"The new energy is large, but Kale should be able to handle it. It is around the level of the one that he was fighting previously. It's spiking to just above every few seconds but then it drops down to just under."
Her twin gave a nod and also landed, also near Goku. He had fallen to his knees and was attempting to catch his breath. He had passed his limits and just wasn't recovering fast enough; all he wanted to do was fall over and rest. He wouldn't though; he would die fighting, as a Sayai-jin should.
"Well I guess playtime is over then. This one here is out of juice."
The comment received a venomous glare from the other daemoness. Laele sitting down on one of the benches fighters would use to watch others complete while they waited their own chance.
"This is pointless. You just like killing because it fulfills your own sick needs. If we instead just used a threat of force, most people would instead just join the Emperor and there wouldn't be conflict."
"You're an idiot Laele. Do you really believe al of this is for any reason other then the pure joy of the slaughter? Even if this race would be good to make a crossbreed, they're too stubborn. Besides, examples are needed."
Despite the situation, Goku felt a smile creep over his face as he raised his head up to look at the two. He didn't have any illusions that Laele's distaste with the process would cause her to attempt to save him, but it was nice to hear something beyond a litany of hate.
"You really should listen to her. Living in peace and only fighting to get stronger or to test your strength is a lot better then going out and killing for fun. Besides, if you kill everyone you're not going to meet anyone interesting, like a nice guy to settle down with."
The Sayia-jin thought on this a moment then chuckled and gathered his feet under him, coming up to one knee.
"Of course, with your personality your not likely to manage that anyway."
He was sliding past the ring the next minute, Zilvra having turned and struck him with the back of her hand. He was still smiling though as he sat up, the daemoness rapidly approaching him.
"As if I need a stupid male. What in the name of the Emperor are you smiling about?! You are about to die you idiot!"
Goku only shook his head, and gave another low chuckle. Pointing instead to the air above them.
"That's doubtful. One the topic of a male as you put it though, one has just arrived for you."
Both the daemonesses gazes rose in the direction of the Sayai-jin's indication. A young man in a red gi was descending from the sky into the center of the ring. Son Medon had arrived.
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Pain was the first sensation Tenshinhan experienced as he came back to consciousness in the forest outside the Western Capital. Irruit's flame attack had critically injured him; he was lucky to still be alive. If Trunks hadn't shown up he wouldn't be.
Using the broken tree he had been leaning against, the warriors painfully came up into a standing position. He could feel another battle going on now; Trunks ki had dropped down to below his normal level though. From the level of power, it was obviously another Super Sayai-jin, but not Goku. He was curious but didn't even have enough power to fly to the source, much less become involved in any fights. He had a feeling something else was about to emerge though. He could sense four powers even further away. One was Goku, the other two seemed to be daemons. The fourth he didn't know, but it was similar in feel to the other Super Sayai-jin he felt now. With his experience he could also tell it was repressed dramatically.
Tenshinhan grunted as he knees gave out, dropping him back into a sitting position on the ground, the tree keeping him from falling backwards. It didn't really matter though; he couldn't do anything right now anyway. All he could do was sit here and let his senses tell him what was going out through the fog of the portal, and hope.
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Medon landed in the ring, standing just upon the edge. If he stepped down onto the side he would have been directly between his grandfather and Zilvra. It wasn't necessary however; the daemoness had stopped her advance. Goku was beaten in her opinion and their second target had just arrived.
Laele had risen to her feet when the other Sayai-jin had arrived. She didn't move closer though, something about the situation didn't feel right to her. His power was gradually rising, which was to be expected if he was going to attempt to fight them, but deep in the pit of her stomach, she still didn't like the feeling of this.
Medon didn't even give the twins a glance, instead extending his hand towards Goku, a small ball of blue energy forming in his palm, which fired out, into the older man. The ball expanded at contact, flowing over Goku and absorbing itself into his body. It wasn't much in the way of ki, but it was enough to give him enough strength to defend himself if the need arose again. Seeing his grandfather getting to his feet now, purple eyes turned to the assassins.
Zilvra hopped up into the ring with Medon. Even with the energy he had given Goku, she still figured they could finish them both. The boy's ki had stopped rising and was holding level, it was even below what Goku had been when he showed up to initiate combat before any transformation.
"Well, it seems you've saved us the trouble of finding you. You Sayai-jin aren't that bright are you? You just rush to your deaths, you seem more comparable to those lemming creatures these earthlings have then a warrior race. You might as well just rush off a cliff."
Laele had climbed up onto the far end of the ring. There was something about the cold edge to the young man's eyes that told her to turn and flee. He also looked different then the image Mephiston had shown them of him. He had put on close to four inches it seemed and a good thirty pounds of muscle, his build still slim but toned to perfection. His spiked mass of black hair was also slightly longer, it seemed he had aged since they were shown him. Their master was rarely wrong, and he had seen the boy just the previous day in the portal, something was defiantly wrong.
"Zilvra, just kill the other one. We can do this later, yeah, we can uhmm..let him see how powerful you are and just come back later."
Zilvra shot a glance at her twin, the waver in the voice of her twin striking a nerve. Laele though she didn't like their work wasn't normally shakeable. Zilvra thought a moment then pushed it away, she figured it was because they hadn't had a challenge in sometime and it had just put her on edge.
"Don't be a coward. What is this whelp going to do? He barely looks like he's out of diapers."
Medon hadn't said anything yet, simply listening to the two assassins go back and forth. The sound of his boot turning upon the tiles of the ring brought the attention of both the daemonesses to him. His voice when he spoke was soft, and almost without emotion.
"One chance, leave now and you won't die. I suggest you take it, or neither of you are going to leave this planet."
Zilvra laughed in his face. They had beaten what Mephiston had told them was the greatest warrior of this planet. One seventeen-year-old boy wasn't going to discourage her in the least. She was completely confident in her abilities, even if her sister had gone yellow in her eyes. Then the ground began to shake.
Goku had immediately gotten to his feet when Medon had given him some of his energy. He had been about to give it back, his grandson would need it for the coming fight, then he had realized Medon's ki hadn't dropped at all from the gift. The Sayai-jin had instead moved away from the ring, if Medon had indeed managed to train with Kaiosamma his ki would be incredible when it was unleashed and he didn't want to be at ground zero. He noticed the more passive of the two daemonesses, Laele, had moved to the back of the ring and was glancing around nervously seeming to look for a route to escape.
Zilvra continued to laugh for another minute then it stopped short as she became aware of the rumbling of the Tenkaichi Bodoukai stadium. The tiles of the ring had begun to shake, small cracks forming across the plaster as they began to break free of the stone platform below and hover into the air. Small blue sparks dancing across the walls, and snaking around Medon's body.
The daemoness had been confident. She was an elite warrior after all, trained by one of the most powerful beings in existence, but as lavender became emerald she felt that confidence waiver. Then Medon screamed and for the first time in her life, Zilvra knew fear.
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Pan drove her fist again into Irruit's face for what probably was the thousandth time since their fight had begun, Irruit responding immediately with an elbow strike into the Sayai-jin's midsection. Both the women stumbling backwards from the blows and eyeing each other up with increased respect. They were almost evenly matched, Pan's slight edge tempered by her desire to not cause more damage to the city.
The two women were preparing to engage in another exchange of blows when they felt it coming. The onlookers Trunks and Kale also turned in the direction the two combatants had looked in. They were not prepared for the sight that greeted them. The dark clouds in the sky had parted several miles off, bolts what seemed to be lightning snapping up from the ground beneath the anomaly. Then they all felt it. A massive ki rising up from seemingly nowhere, the energy seeming to hang in the air all around them, as a tangible thing.
Pan and Trunks had both felt it before in the Room of Spirit and Time, but never at this level. To Irruit and Kale it completely baffled them. They only power they had sensed at even close to this level before, was the one Zilvra and Laele had been fighting, but they had beaten him they thought, even if it was coming from their location.
The two assassins felt the psychic prick in their minds as Ranaghar contacted them from near the portal. Kale was off the ground within a second at their leaders order, heading for the source of the power, Irruit should have been able to handle the two Sayai-jin here if she played her cards right, especially with the one wounded.
The huge black streak that was Kale rushed off towards Satan City. As he got closer, beyond all belief, the power kept rising.
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At the moment as his scream, Medon has burst into golden flames. The floating tiles of the ring turning to dust in the initial flaring of his power, as the ring itself split apart, a crater digging into the stone beneath him. His hair now stood in sharp spikes atop his head, a single long piece hanging before his face. Goku watched in awe of the wooden benches in the stadium itself snapped off their supports and were forced into the surrounding wall.
His attention turned back his grandson then. The youngster's power was impressive, but still incredibly raw. That was obvious in the time it was taking him to reach full power. It had been the same the first time he had taken on Stage Three as a living being during his battle with Fat Buu. He had actually caused some damage to the surrounding area from his ki being let out. So it was with Medon, the uncontrolled force of his energy was tearing apart everything in the area. That may have actually been a good thing. It seemed to be impressing the twins, which if Medon could destroy their will to fight, it would make the battle that much easier.
Medon took in a deep breath as he reached his maximum power, the stress that he had been exerting on the surrounding area slowly receding. He had trained long and hard, following the directions of Trunks, Pan, and Kaiosamma to reach this point. He wasn't sure if it would be enough, but he planned to give his all. He had hoped the two wouldn't surrender. These were the same type of monster that killed his parents, friends, and family. The Super Sayai-jin required a pure heart, but it was an incarnation of rage for those inexperienced with it. Even with all his training, Medon was still new to the form, most of his time training he had spent in normal form, and he had always given in to his emotions when he had transformed. So it was at this moment, he wanted to prove himself, to these creatures and to his grandfather whom he had hero-worshipped his entire life from just the stories he had been told.
Zilvra glanced over her shoulder at Laele whom had stopped retreating once Medon had reached full power. It was lower then both of them had suspected. On an individual level he was a good deal higher then either of them, he was actually a bit higher then Goku had been during this battle with them, when he had been holding back, but they were two, while he was one. He was also young, Zilvra and Laele both had over two decades of combat experience, more then Medon had even been alive. They also felt Kale coming, with the giant's aid this would most likely be an even easier fight then the previous one had been.
Zilvra gave her sister a nod then charged in.
"This had gotten dull, let's finish this one off fast."
Despite the fact Medon had maxed out below what she had expected, Laele still had that bad feeling, she full agreed with her sister's statement. He was also quite impressive looking to her, which may have been part of her uneasiness. He was shorter then she, maybe 5"9" or so, and built slender. He was completely muscle though, and his mass had increased when he had transformed, the bulk going on at the same time the sparks of electricity had appeared around him. A few thoughts beyond fighting had passed through her head since his arrival. They were distractions she didn't need with a dangerous opponent; they had to end this now.
As Zilvra charged in, Laele extended one hand towards the demi-Sayai-jin, her other hand gripping onto her wrist. Black energy wove its way up her arm before tearing towards the teenager.
Medon shot backwards as Zilvra dashed forward at him. A cloud of dust shooting up beneath him as he changed direction and blasted straight up, both Zilvra and Laele's black energy beam changing their path to follow him. Spinning around to face the two threats, Medon put his hands over his head, one in front of the other palms flat. A red glow forming in his palm as he tossed them down in front of him, unleashing the blast at Zilvra.
"Masenkou!"
With a curse Zilvra jerked to the side in her flight, the energy beam just missing her, intending to continue her upward path towards Medon. Then his attack hit his intended target, Laele's energy beam that was chasing him. The two energy attacks exploded on contact, the shockwave shaking Zilvra and stopping her flight as she had a moment of disorientation.
Laele watched as Medon took advantage of her sister's moment of distraction to launch his own assault. The Sayai-jin dropped down behind her, striking her with a blur of fists and kicks as she struggled to turn around and defend herself. She finally managed to turn and face him, jabbing forward with both her arm blades in an attempt to gut him. She passed clean through Medon's body, the image he had left fading from the air.
The daemoness stepped back as he appeared on the ground just a few feet in front of her, emerald eyes locked to her. He remained there unmoving for a moment before vanishing again, taking position next to Zilvra who was loudly cursing him and the few generations the proceeded him.
"You stupid child! What do you hope to accomplish? You can't beat us!"
Medon gave a low snort and spit to the side in response to the assassin's statement. He seemed to be doing pretty well so far in his opinion. She continued to swear at him, most of which he found to be unintelligible though he thought he caught a few less then complementary references to Goku in the mass.
He was just about fed up with her and about to attack when Laele's spiked heel landed in the small of his back, sending him flying forward where Zilvra waited. Zilvra's rock hard fists went into a barrage of motion, impacting into Medon's stomach in rapid succession. Laele closed the distance to him then, also going into a series of punch and kicks onto the Sayai-jin.
Goku watched from the ground level as the battle heated up. Medon's initial exchanges with the two had been pretty good, but together they seemed to be overwhelming him. He was overconfident, a problem Goku had also experienced in his lifetime. Medon also had a serious lack of defense from what he could see, the boy's attacks and tactics were almost flawless except in that area. He had been about to attempt a teleportation as close to the wounded as possible to try to get them out of there when the flow of battle had changed. Now he wasn't sure if he should become involved or not, he was still weak and wouldn't prove much help, but he could at least distract one of them for a time.
The Sayai-jin was just about to join into the melee when golden flames burst up around Medon, both the teenager's hands shooting out to the sides despite the fists still impacting into his body. Twin beams of blue energy firing out of his palms, striking the twins full force and streaking out into the distance to slam into the ground almost a mile away, exploding on contact.
Goku smiled and gave a small chuckle. His grandson did seem to have the situation in hand at least for a moment. He put two fingers to his forehead, concentrating for a moment, intending to go to Tenshinhan, when he realized something had changed. The portals on Earth had vanished. He senses were completely unhindered. That meant they were up to something, he'd have to get whom he could out of here fast before things go worse. Locking onto Tenshinhan's weak energy, Goku focused his power to active his Instantaneous Movement technique and vanished from inside the stadium.
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Pan coughed up blood as Irruit's fist hammered into her face. The Super Sayai-jin blurring out from her current position to behind the daemon, snapping her foot into the back of her head. Irruit jerked forward under the blow, her wings flapping to send her forward a few meters and give her a break from her enemy.
The two were even on almost every level. What Pan lacked in experience next to the daemoness she made up for in power. Neither was able to gain a clear advantage over the other. Irruit was starting to develop an intense dislike of these Sayai-jin, especially the ones that could change into these golden demons.
Pan reached up to wipe the line of blood that had trickled from her nose away. It figured, her first real battle as a Super Sayai-jin and it was someone this powerful. She'd be better off fighting Trunks, at least she knew what to expect. These daemons were completely unpredictable, they're attacks were almost elemental in nature, not pure ki energy like she used.
Irruit's dark eyes flipped from her opponent to the distance. The energy on this planet had just changed. The portals had closed. That meant one of two things, either the attack was over which she doubted. Or they were redirecting the energy to bring in the fleet. The second was most likely; the fleet could bombard a planet from orbit, as well as transport warriors over great distances in a short time. The downside was, she had to wrap this up quickly, the Lords and Commanders would want to move on soon.
Pan also noticed the change in the ki levels across the planet. She was more interested in Goku's ki though. He had just moved a number of miles in the last few seconds to where Tenshinhan was located, and now both of their energies were within a few hundred feet, where she had left Trunks. It meant he suspected something and was trying to get the wounded out of here. If Irruit noticed Goku's lowered power level she'd probably attempt to get around Pan and attack the entire group. That couldn't happen.
Golden flames burst up around Pan again as she forced her power to the limits. She just had to hold the line for a bit longer, and then whatever plan Goku had probably come up with would save them all. She hoped.
Irruit readied herself as Pan flew back in at her, the two coming together with a thunderclap, sending a shockwave that shook the buildings around them, the two dueling women slowly moving away from the destroyed hospital and those that on the other side of it, as they rained blows onto each other.
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Trunks shook his head to reorient himself to his current location. Goku had just teleported directly besides him, the injured Tenshinhan thrown over his shoulder. He was now being shaken roughly by the shoulder and told to get up.
"Come on Trunks. You need to get yourself together. I'm going to need your help to get us all to New Namek."
"Namek?"
"Yes Namek, you can Tenshinhan can rest there. I need to come back and get Ubuu, and see what is going on."
The demi-Sayai-jin gave a weak nod and took hold of Goku's arm, giving him the last bit of his ki that he could spare. Goku touched his other hand to his forehead, locating God's energy across the void of space. That was the main gift that being bonded with the dragon, Shenron had granted him. His ability to sense energy had expanded to an almost infinite level. Finding the energy, he locked onto it, and the three warriors vanished.
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Despite his incredible speed, it had taken Kale a few minutes to arrive on the scene of the vicious battle that was occurring. He had figured Zilvra and Laele would be holding their own, they were all around the most powerful of their group, even if he possessed the highest pure power.
They were fully on the defensive though when he was within eyeshot. Both of the twins were covered in dirt and black marks from the barrage of ki bolts the Sayai-jin was firing down onto them. Zilvra was in the ring itself, and Laele floating about three meters above, the golden glowing warrior high in the air his arms pumping forward furiously as he unleashed golden bolt after bolt onto the two.
The giant almost laughed, but refrained from it. Stealth may actually help him in this situation. He lowered his energy level and slowly flew up on Medon. So intent was Medon up his targets that he didn't even notice Kale until the giant threw his huge arms around the teenager, wrapping him in an unbreakable bear hug and cutting off his assault.
Zilvra and Laele slowly lowered their arms as the attack on them suddenly ceased, both looking into the sky. Laele lowering to the ground where her knees buckled from the damage she had taken having received most of the shots. Zilvra on the other hand grinned wickedly and spread her wings wide, strong legs sending her into the air towards the two.
"Having a bit of a problem with this whelp Zilvra? I'm disappointed in you two. Mephiston shows you so much favor and you can't even take out one little boy."
"Shut up idiot. You have no concept of us and those who we do battle with. You'd have been in the same position if you started the fight as we did.
You were lucky enough to be given weak opponents to play with so far today."
Kale snorted and tightened his grip, electing a yell of pain from Medon. The demi-Sayai-jin's muscles and bones being slowly crushed in the giant's powerful arms, which continued to constrict.
"He doesn't look like much. Tell you what, if it makes you feel better, I'll hold him nice and still and you can kill him."
Zilvra chuckled and nodded. She didn't like taking help from Kale, but in this case she'd make an exception. She retracted the twin blades that were mounted on her wrist guards, with it this easy, she might as well make things as painful as possible for the boy. She had only one real target, his face and upper torso, Kale's massive arms covering the rest of his body. That was fine for her though, it meant this would take awhile. Medon grunted and his head snapped to the side as Zilvra began her pummeling of his face. Blood splashing from his mouth or nose onto Kale's biceps and forearms with each impact.
The ruthless beating continued for seconds, which rolled into minutes. Laele sat in the remains of the ring, trying to block out the sounds. If they were going to kill him, she wished they would just get it over with. He was just trying to defend his planet, something she could understand. He didn't deserve this.
Zilvra stopped her beating of Medon a moment to observe her handiwork. Her arms were flecked with blood up to the elbows and drops of it also covered Kale. Medon's face was battered, though his ki hadn't decreased enough for her liking, he still held the second stage of a Super Sayai-jin. It was time to finish him before he got any ideas.
"Say good night boy. It's time to join your father. Then we'll finish off the rest of your useless line and the inhabitants of his stupid planet"
Zilvra drew her arm back, the duel blade on her left wrist springing forth again. Then she swung it forward, the razor tips aimed for Medon's eyes.
Death was coming straight for him. He knew that, he had been trying for the last few minutes unsuccessfully to break Kale's hold on him. He just couldn't get enough leverage in this position to put up any good fight. He was out of options. He hadn't wanted to do what he was about to, but if he didn't he would most certainly die here. Then they would go after Pan. He wasn't sure his body would be able to take the pressure, he had been warned against it, but it was time to find out.
"I won't allow it."
Kale felt his black flesh blister almost instantly as golden flames burst to life around Medon, blue crackles of electrical energy dancing up the boys form and across his own skin. Then the aura changed, turning deep amber, as if a shade of red had joined the golden. Zilvra drove her arm on, not stopping until the flames flared as the tip of her blades touched them, the guard and blade combo on the back of her wrist bursting apart as Medon yelled, the explosion of his power, tearing clear through one of the giants arms and sending Kale flying away from him and down to the ground below.
"KAIO-KEN!"
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Bra had just exited the small house she had been told she and Dende could reside in upon New Namek when she felt the prick at the base of her neck. For a few seconds she thought it was from Goku and the group who had just appeared in the center of town and had already brought a large crowd. The Namekian healers attempting to fix their various wounds, as Dende gave them directions and personally saw to Goku.
It wasn't though; she knew that as soon as Goku leapt to his feet, his face serious and gaze going to the sky. One by one the Namekian people followed his gaze, the sensation spreading over all here. Even the injured Trunks and Tenshinhan were sitting up and looking to the sky. She knew what direction they were all looking, Dende has told her what was out there shortly after they had arrived. It was the direction Earth was in. She wasn't sure what it was though; it almost seemed to be a ki, belonging to a person. That should have been impossible, Goku or God may have been able to sense energy from that far, but she certainly couldn't and neither could the rest of the Namekian's with maybe the exception of Murri their current elder. It was there though, washing over all of them like a visible force.
It took Goku a split second to realize whose power had reached them this far. It was so high he didn't recognize it at first, but it was Medon. The Sayai-jin set his chin into his palm as he tried to figure out how the boy could possible increase his power that much in a single moment. Then it hit him; he had used the Kaio-Ken technique. He and Kaiosamma had discussed teaching it to Medon in depth before the two had entered into the Room of Spirit and Time together. Medon was different then most of them in the fact, that although his power was impressive on it's own, his body could hold much more energy then he had personally. If given enough time for example, he could charge an attack up to epic proportions. Kaiosamma had agreed that it was possible his body could handle the Kaio-Ken while in the Super Sayai-jin state, but not for sure, and certainly not for long. Still it seemed the great master had taught Medon the maneuver in case of an emergency.
Dende lowered his hands from Goku, his healing complete, though the task had drained him some, Goku's wounds had been many and the energy he needed restored to him was great. Some of the other Namekian's were tending to Tenshinhan and Trunks. Bra had also come over to aid in the healing of her brother. Though it had been under two days, she had picked up the basics of manipulating ki to heal quite well. Sayai-jin always seemed to excel in whatever they chose to do. The God of Earth instead set his hand onto Goku's arm to draw his attention. He had picked up another power that Goku needed to know about. He hadn't been sure at first, the sudden flight from Earth, and the loss of Popo had disoriented him for sometime, but it couldn't be mistaken now.
"Son Goku, there is another portal opening. It is above the planet in space. An incredible dark ki is within it, and seems to be waiting to come through. You need to return to Earth."
Goku closed his eyes and focused off the planet. Medon was putting out so much ki it was hard to feel anything else, but he did finally sense the newest portal. Two of them in fact, miles apart, but they were huge, easily a hundred times larger then the ones upon the Earth itself.
"Damnit! What are they doing now? Keep healing Trunks and Tenshinhan, I'm going back to Earth. Medon may burn himself out soon if he keeps going at the level he's at now. I'll be back if I can."
Then using his Instantaneous Movement, Son Goku vanished from the surface of New Namek.
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Laele felt like she was covered in a fog as she slowly came to her feet. A moment ago the battle had been won, Zilvra was slowly beating the Sayai-jin to death while Kale held him still. Now Kale was on the ground, screaming and staring at the stump where his arm had once been, Zilvra's mouth was open in amazement as she looked between her destroyed wrist blade and the enraged enemy who floated before her.
Zilvra couldn't believe what had just happened, they had been winning and now this. It wasn't possible. It had occurred though, and now she had to figure a way to contend with it. Medon's power had shot up to a level she could barely comprehend. If Kale was uninjured and Laele joined in the battle they would maybe have a slim chance of defeating him. Her twin was in shock though, and Kale's entire arm was gone.
All three daemons felt a cold chill go down their spines as Medon screamed again, streaks of electricity leaping around the arena, his power rising again as he let his temper flare. They had threatened his sister, his family, and his life. They were all going to die.
No one noticed as Goku reappeared in the destroyed stands that circled the ring. He let his dark eyes go to his grandson who hovered above the center of the ring. He had become the embodiment of flame and fury. He wasn't sure if he'd even be able to calm him. He'd need Pan, if they let Medon beat these three then calmed him down before he went off looking for more they could regroup and end this today.
Still unnoticed Goku again vanished from the Tenkaichi Bodoukai ring, as Medon renewed his attack on the assassins. Zilvra had no time to react as the flaming amber fist crashed into her face, her thin nose crunching and splattering across her cheeks, her body being thrown back through the outer wall of the stadium.
Laele felt her knees go weak again as Medon turned his emerald eyes down to her and Kale. She saw his gaze flip between the two of them for a minute before locking on the giant. His hands went down to his side, cupping there, as a blue ball of energy formed in his grasp.
"Kame....hame......HA!"
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High above the planet, space distorted as the portal to the other dimension flared with energy. Space warped and twisted as the tip of the battlecruiser, Leviathan, personal cruisers of the Magistrate to the Daemon Emperor, Mephiston passed through to orbit Earth.
He watched the battle unfolding before him on the ships main view screen, his throne glowing slightly beneath him. The daemons ships were unique, each had a magical vortex in the center that supplied it with energy, but the commander of a ship could also add their own might to the cruiser's weapons and shields. He looked over to the slender daemon that stood to his right side.
"If they begin to lose, open fire on the Sayai-jin. The boy seems to have an affinity to flames. Let them experience the fire from heaven