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**On to Planet Horthn; Home of the Terrifying Ice-Beast!!**
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"So, what can you tell me, Stinky," asked Bardock halfway through the trip.
The mechanical Well of Knowledge popped up a few screens to add visual aide. "Planet Horthn, with a mass thrice the size of Planet Vegeta, is reputable for its treacherous terrain. The temperature: varies below 0 degrees F. Masses of water: none, all ice. Civilizations: last recorded at only one, the Horthians, primitive in technology, but excellent at survival skills."
"When was the last time they were studied?"
"Approximately 18 zurals ago."
"Long time. I wonder if Nipper knows something that I don't. Get a lock on his coordinates. We left at about the same time, so he should be nearby."
"One moment, sir." Stinky made a few beeping noises. "Coordinates locked. Captain Nipper and his crew will land five minutes before you."
Bardock cursed. "That means he's gonna get a head start on me!"
Cole's face appeared on screen. "Studying?"
"Yes."
"What's your plan?"
"Other then to 'wing it?' Here's all I got: Nipper never goes anywhere without his crew, so unless he knows exactly where the Horthians are, he's gonna go by group search."
"Wouldn't put it past him," muttered Cole.
"Splittin' up is the best tactic. But we only got supplies for all seven of us for a couple a days, and dividin' it would be spreadin' it out too much. That still ain't considerin' the fact that this could all be one big trap, and Nipper'll ambush us when we arrive."
"We could always steal some of their supplies."
Bardock shook his head. "No way! I'd never sink ta that level! Stinky, look-up the stats on animal and plant life. Is there anything edible."
"Searching now," replied the machine. "Most of the plants are indeed nutritious to Sayins. However, few animals exist in the harsh climate, and most contract bacteria deadly to Sayins."
"In other words," joked Cole, "unless you really wanna spend the next few weeks puking or in the medical tanks, hands off the steak!"
"Plants it is! Show a list and pictures of the correct types of plants to the other pods, and we'll get ready to head out!"
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The five crew members lined up as soon as the pods landed, all dressed in thick coats and pants compact for battle. Panbukin made a crack at the fact Zucina was back in her original manly armor, and she in turn flashed a rude finger and told him to do something physically impossible (and unpleasent).
As Cole stepped out, Panbukin saluted. "What are your orders, captain," he asked.
"To follow Bardock. He challenged Nipper, so the rules of the race state this as his battle, not mine."
Bardock stepped in front of his superior officer, fists on hips in a very authoritative looking manner. "Alright, ya bums! You better all examined the plant list I sent, cause we gotta split up in order to give a good search. Fasha, Totepo, and Panbukin head south. Cole, Zucina, you head northeast. Tora an' I'll head west. Keep a look out for Nipper-tachi, wild animals, and most of all the Horthians. Now, lets go!"
They all stood dumbfounded, anime sweat-drops on each head. "What's with the attitude," asked Panbukin.
"And why ain't I with Fasha," asked Tora. "When we split up, I go with her, To-"
"I don't want there to be any distractions. Especially romantic ones!"
"That why you ain't paired with Zucina," whispered Tora teasing.
Bardock grabbed his friend's mullet and started dragging him west. "C'mon, guys! Nipper's group went out ages ago!"
Cole put a hand on Bardock's shoulder. "Just because we're racing a jackass doesn't mean you must act like one, too. These aren't the king's army, they're your crew and friends, ne?"
Bardock paused and nodded. "Gomen. I just wanna win so much!!"
"We know," said Fasha. "Just ease up a bit."
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Alone, Tora and Bardock traveled undesturbed for over a day. They kept links up with the others via scouter-communicators, none of their comrades had much luck either. The terrain was as terrible as Stinky implied. Several times, the two best buds had to stop to warm up by a fire of ki and wood. Bardock gave one of his arm warmers to Tora, and Tora kept the fire lit for Bardock during their stops.
The harsh winds whipped at their faces, freezing them nearly to death. "I think my nose is gonna break off!"
Bardock sneezed. "An' I think the snot freezes as soon as it comes out!"
"Really?! Lemme see!" Tora snorted, coughed, and spat a large lugie out at a nearby tree. The snotball flew like a bullet from a gun, smashing the tree in half. Bardock and Tora laughed (like Bevis and Butthead) at the display. "Hehehe, that was cool," laughed Tora.
"Yeah, yeah really cool," sniggered Bardock.
But the bullet of snot had done more then just that. With the tree gone, they had a clear view over the hillside and onto a small village. The huts, built from leaves and ice, spread out over a bit of land. Bardock's heart leapt. "Yatta!!! We found 'em!! We found 'em!!"
They slid down on their bellies, the freezing cold forgotten, and laughed like children. But when Tora reached the bottom, he slid face-to-face into an oddly shaped shull. His face turned blue from shock and he yelled, leaping away from it.
"Na . . . Nani?" The two stared at the village. The huts, which looked complete at the top of the hill, had really only melted together from ki blasts. The inhabitants lay sprawled around as half-rotted skeletons. Bits of primal armor and weapon lay about, as if all had dies fighting against blood-thirsty, ki wielding invaders.
Sayin invaders. The flag of the Sayins flew atop the highest destroyed building, marking it conquored for Freiza by Sayin hands.
"No," Bardock managed to sigh.
"We lost," muttered Tora.
He walked forward, surveying the destruction closer, while he still stunned friend stood in his place. "But . . . we tried so hard! I don't get it!"
Tora examined one of the bodies, careful not to touch it. "No they didn't! These aliens have been dead for at least a month!" He grabbed a stick and poked one. "See? The skin's all slimey and slick! That bastard cheated!!"
Bardock's eyes darkened. "Tora, you go find Cole-tachi and tell them what's happened. I'll catch up with you."
"Why? Call 'em on the scouter."
Bardock's eyes flashed dangerously. "I'm gonna have a little talk with Nipper, an' I rather you ain't around."
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Bardock mentally mapped out the area nearby. Using both the scouter and his own mental abilities to sense power levels, he noted a strong power off to the north, along with several lower levels. It was Nipper alright, and he wasn't alone. No doubt he and his crew were laughing at their little joke.
His eyes narrowed. Though the wind blew his hair and coat, he barely noticed. The blood in his viens boiled. Nipper was nothing but a bullying coward, feeding off of other people's weaknesses, taking pleasure in their sorrow. He had to be stopped!
Bardock took to the air with a furotious start. He wanted Nipper to feel the fear his victims felt!
Another large power flew up next to him. Not needing to look, Bardock sensed the level and sneered. "What is it, Zucina?"
"Bardock, what are you planning to do," Zucina demanded.
"Who told you?"
"Tora."
*snort* 'Squealer!' "What do you think," Bardock growled. "I'm gonna stop Nipper once and for all!"
"Baka! Don't you realize that if you kill a Sayin of the same level, you could get into serious tro-"
"I don't care!! I can't stand it anymore!! Its my instinct to protect people, dammit!"
"Sod off!! I don't give a fuck about your instincts!"
Bardock's scouter bleeped, and Cole's voice came over the com. "I sent Zucina to bring you back! In fact, THAT'S AN ORDER!!!"
"Gee, Cole, I thought you said this was MY mission."
"Bardock, I'm warning you . . ."
Without listening to the complete thought, Bardock took off his scouter and smashed it with one hand, then threw the reamains into the snow below.
Zucina was dumbstruck. "You . . . cut . . . off . . . WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!?!?! Cutting off Cole!! After all he's done for you!! Is Olivia really worth that much to you!?"
"It ain't only Olivia. Its everyone! If it was only for Olivia, I'd wait and have 'im reprimanded. But Nipper's not gonna stop; he's a maniac! Every time I think about him, I can picture his smugass face ready ta beat someone up! Think, TERRACK, about when we were in STP. Anyone weaker then him was a target! And now, he's takin' out his hatred on all a his crew members, not just Olivia. And even if he gets reprimanded, what then? He'll just keep beatin' people up, maybe even kill them!" Bardock's eyes narrowed. "I won't - I CAN'T allow that!"
Zucina closed her eyes, vividly remembering her days in STP. The clearest memory she had of Nipper beating someone up was the day after she first called him Dickhead. He tried to start a fight with her, and Bardock took the beating for her. Her friend's bloody, agonized face stayed fresh in her mind. Bardock had always been noble, and Nipper only dished contempt back.
She paused to watch Bardock continue, letting his speech fully sink in. "It ain't only Olivia, its everyone! I CAN'T allow it!" It was like Bardock was physically incapable of letting Nipper hurt anyone else!
"ZUCINA," Cole screamed in her ear. The scouter com was on. "Zucina, get that idiot back here NOW!! I sense a huge, evil power coming from where Nipper is."
"I'm so sorry," said Zucina, imitating a telephone operator, "but the Sayin you were calling is now feeling extremely vengeful. Please hang up and don't try again." She crushed her scouter and sped up to catch up with Bardock, her trademark smirk on her face.
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They touched down in time to see Nipper splash some Froshen* in one of his teammate's faces. "Ah, its you," he said, standing up. "What took ya? Its been almost two days!"
"You never fight fair, do ya," Bardock asked. "I shoulda known better."
"Yeah, you 'shoulda.' Too bad! And I know how much you like a good challenge. I'm gonna enjoy watching you die."
Bardock smirked. "Funny, I was thinking the exact same thing."
Olivia came out of a tree, blue from the cold. "We needed more stuff for the fire, so we used her coat. Funny, she didn't like it too much!" He laughed aloud. Bardock bent down, took off his jacket, and covered her.
Turnook, Nipper's right-hand-man, chuckled. "And looky who he brought! His hermi friend!"
"Hermi," asked Zucina, ready for some action.
"As in 'hermafrodite!' As in, 'can't tell the gender!' "
Quick as lightening, Bardock seized him by the throat and held him a foot above the ground. "I dare you to say that again!"
"No more child's play," Nipper announced. "Let's get this party cookin'!" He removed his own jacket and stretched his muscles. "Ready for the fight of your life, Low Level Loser?"
Losing his temper completely, Bardock leapt at Nipper with intense ferosity. Nipper dodge each of Bardock's punches, and scored one of his own, knocking Bardock back to his senses. The two entered a punching fury, neither landing a hit, until Bardock suceeded in a strong uppercut. Nipper went sailing, but Bardock phased out and beat him there. He grabbed Nipper's hair, but the dirty bastard grabbed Bardock's tail. The teen's grip loosened, and Nipper threw his opponent in a tree.
Undaunted, and additionally angry at Nipper's cheating, Bardock charged, phased out, phased in behind Nipper, and double-kicked him in the back. Blood spurted out of his nose from the force, and Nipper tried to shake the stars out of his eyes. Not fast enough, for Bardock started using him as a punching bag. Nipper was overwhelmed, and Bardock took advantage by bringing both fists down into Nipper's back, shattering his spine.
Olivia watched in savage ecstasy as the mangled Nipper fell slowly to the ground in a bloody heap. Zucina's eyes sparkled, and she grinned maliciously. Turnook and the rest of the crew stared in shock; Bardock beat Nipper again!?!
This time, however, it was absolute. With an obliterated spine, Nipper was paralyzed for life. And he knew it. As Bardock floated slowly to the ground, Nipper began whimpering like an over-sized baby, pleading that Bardock spare his life. Bardock stared at his hands, dripping with Nipper's blood. "Keh," he said. "So quick ta beg for life. I should put you out of your misery."
"Please! Spare me!! N-no! I beg you!! Don't kill m-me!! I d-don't w-wanna die!!"
Bardock wiped his hands with his coat. "You ain't worth my Solar Strike anymore. Rot for all I care. Your crew has abandoned you." He indicated the fleeing Sayins. "Go ahead and call your ship. Return to Planet Vegeta with this warning to Rubaru: Don't mess with me, Cole, or any other third Class Sayin who won't defend himself. I'll be ready for him if he does."
The only one who remained were Zucina and Olivia. Olivia, curled up trying to get warm, giggled over Nipper's humiliating punishment. Zucina, on the other hand, gawked at Bardock as though he had just sprouted tentacles. "You're not going to kill him? After all that?"
". . . I pity Nipper. That's all."
Zucina shifted uncomfortably. Cole said he sensed some sort of power. What was it?
"Bakas," came Nipper's gurggling voice. He had pulled out a long whistle. "You think I'll let you get away with crippling me?" He blew the whistle.
A long, high note pierced the air, causeing the three others to cover their ears in pain. But the noise that followed shook their souls more. A huge, unbarable roar vibrated the ground beneath their feet. Olivia cried out in fear, too weak to move from the ground. Zucina held onto a tree, looking wildly around. "What the hell is that!?!" Bardock remained on his feet, trying to stay ready for anything that came out.
Then it emerged. From beneath the snow, it rose slowly, shaking off the snow from its sleepy body. A giant, twenty-foot creature, built like a gorilla, with long black horns, three large black eyes, blue skin, and white fur roared a yawn, then turned its eyes onto Bardock and his companions.
Nipper cackled insanely. "You see?! I am smarter then you!! I conquored this beast at the same time I conquored the planet!! HE was my Backup!! And now, he will destroy you!!"
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* - Froshen - a strong, alcoholic drink common in most solar systems
Heya guys!! Bardock here!
3#@$% Nipper!! You get what you deserve!! This ice-beast is way too fierce for me to take care of on my own! Olivia's too weak from the cold, and Zucina's too scared of animals!! what am I gonna do!?!?
Next time on DragonballBC: The Beastly Fight; Bardock Falls
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Fun Fact - Dialect is an important element in a character, and my cast is no exception. For example, Cole's method of speech is more clean cut, and hardly ever losing his temper (represented by capital letters). Zucina's is British and proper, but beacause she is such a loose cannon, she often starts speaking in caps and cursing. Bardock's is very sloppy, taken from not being spoken too a lot for the first few years of his life; it also makes him a bit more - and no pun intended, only expression - "down to Earth."
**On to Planet Horthn; Home of the Terrifying Ice-Beast!!**
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"So, what can you tell me, Stinky," asked Bardock halfway through the trip.
The mechanical Well of Knowledge popped up a few screens to add visual aide. "Planet Horthn, with a mass thrice the size of Planet Vegeta, is reputable for its treacherous terrain. The temperature: varies below 0 degrees F. Masses of water: none, all ice. Civilizations: last recorded at only one, the Horthians, primitive in technology, but excellent at survival skills."
"When was the last time they were studied?"
"Approximately 18 zurals ago."
"Long time. I wonder if Nipper knows something that I don't. Get a lock on his coordinates. We left at about the same time, so he should be nearby."
"One moment, sir." Stinky made a few beeping noises. "Coordinates locked. Captain Nipper and his crew will land five minutes before you."
Bardock cursed. "That means he's gonna get a head start on me!"
Cole's face appeared on screen. "Studying?"
"Yes."
"What's your plan?"
"Other then to 'wing it?' Here's all I got: Nipper never goes anywhere without his crew, so unless he knows exactly where the Horthians are, he's gonna go by group search."
"Wouldn't put it past him," muttered Cole.
"Splittin' up is the best tactic. But we only got supplies for all seven of us for a couple a days, and dividin' it would be spreadin' it out too much. That still ain't considerin' the fact that this could all be one big trap, and Nipper'll ambush us when we arrive."
"We could always steal some of their supplies."
Bardock shook his head. "No way! I'd never sink ta that level! Stinky, look-up the stats on animal and plant life. Is there anything edible."
"Searching now," replied the machine. "Most of the plants are indeed nutritious to Sayins. However, few animals exist in the harsh climate, and most contract bacteria deadly to Sayins."
"In other words," joked Cole, "unless you really wanna spend the next few weeks puking or in the medical tanks, hands off the steak!"
"Plants it is! Show a list and pictures of the correct types of plants to the other pods, and we'll get ready to head out!"
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The five crew members lined up as soon as the pods landed, all dressed in thick coats and pants compact for battle. Panbukin made a crack at the fact Zucina was back in her original manly armor, and she in turn flashed a rude finger and told him to do something physically impossible (and unpleasent).
As Cole stepped out, Panbukin saluted. "What are your orders, captain," he asked.
"To follow Bardock. He challenged Nipper, so the rules of the race state this as his battle, not mine."
Bardock stepped in front of his superior officer, fists on hips in a very authoritative looking manner. "Alright, ya bums! You better all examined the plant list I sent, cause we gotta split up in order to give a good search. Fasha, Totepo, and Panbukin head south. Cole, Zucina, you head northeast. Tora an' I'll head west. Keep a look out for Nipper-tachi, wild animals, and most of all the Horthians. Now, lets go!"
They all stood dumbfounded, anime sweat-drops on each head. "What's with the attitude," asked Panbukin.
"And why ain't I with Fasha," asked Tora. "When we split up, I go with her, To-"
"I don't want there to be any distractions. Especially romantic ones!"
"That why you ain't paired with Zucina," whispered Tora teasing.
Bardock grabbed his friend's mullet and started dragging him west. "C'mon, guys! Nipper's group went out ages ago!"
Cole put a hand on Bardock's shoulder. "Just because we're racing a jackass doesn't mean you must act like one, too. These aren't the king's army, they're your crew and friends, ne?"
Bardock paused and nodded. "Gomen. I just wanna win so much!!"
"We know," said Fasha. "Just ease up a bit."
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Alone, Tora and Bardock traveled undesturbed for over a day. They kept links up with the others via scouter-communicators, none of their comrades had much luck either. The terrain was as terrible as Stinky implied. Several times, the two best buds had to stop to warm up by a fire of ki and wood. Bardock gave one of his arm warmers to Tora, and Tora kept the fire lit for Bardock during their stops.
The harsh winds whipped at their faces, freezing them nearly to death. "I think my nose is gonna break off!"
Bardock sneezed. "An' I think the snot freezes as soon as it comes out!"
"Really?! Lemme see!" Tora snorted, coughed, and spat a large lugie out at a nearby tree. The snotball flew like a bullet from a gun, smashing the tree in half. Bardock and Tora laughed (like Bevis and Butthead) at the display. "Hehehe, that was cool," laughed Tora.
"Yeah, yeah really cool," sniggered Bardock.
But the bullet of snot had done more then just that. With the tree gone, they had a clear view over the hillside and onto a small village. The huts, built from leaves and ice, spread out over a bit of land. Bardock's heart leapt. "Yatta!!! We found 'em!! We found 'em!!"
They slid down on their bellies, the freezing cold forgotten, and laughed like children. But when Tora reached the bottom, he slid face-to-face into an oddly shaped shull. His face turned blue from shock and he yelled, leaping away from it.
"Na . . . Nani?" The two stared at the village. The huts, which looked complete at the top of the hill, had really only melted together from ki blasts. The inhabitants lay sprawled around as half-rotted skeletons. Bits of primal armor and weapon lay about, as if all had dies fighting against blood-thirsty, ki wielding invaders.
Sayin invaders. The flag of the Sayins flew atop the highest destroyed building, marking it conquored for Freiza by Sayin hands.
"No," Bardock managed to sigh.
"We lost," muttered Tora.
He walked forward, surveying the destruction closer, while he still stunned friend stood in his place. "But . . . we tried so hard! I don't get it!"
Tora examined one of the bodies, careful not to touch it. "No they didn't! These aliens have been dead for at least a month!" He grabbed a stick and poked one. "See? The skin's all slimey and slick! That bastard cheated!!"
Bardock's eyes darkened. "Tora, you go find Cole-tachi and tell them what's happened. I'll catch up with you."
"Why? Call 'em on the scouter."
Bardock's eyes flashed dangerously. "I'm gonna have a little talk with Nipper, an' I rather you ain't around."
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Bardock mentally mapped out the area nearby. Using both the scouter and his own mental abilities to sense power levels, he noted a strong power off to the north, along with several lower levels. It was Nipper alright, and he wasn't alone. No doubt he and his crew were laughing at their little joke.
His eyes narrowed. Though the wind blew his hair and coat, he barely noticed. The blood in his viens boiled. Nipper was nothing but a bullying coward, feeding off of other people's weaknesses, taking pleasure in their sorrow. He had to be stopped!
Bardock took to the air with a furotious start. He wanted Nipper to feel the fear his victims felt!
Another large power flew up next to him. Not needing to look, Bardock sensed the level and sneered. "What is it, Zucina?"
"Bardock, what are you planning to do," Zucina demanded.
"Who told you?"
"Tora."
*snort* 'Squealer!' "What do you think," Bardock growled. "I'm gonna stop Nipper once and for all!"
"Baka! Don't you realize that if you kill a Sayin of the same level, you could get into serious tro-"
"I don't care!! I can't stand it anymore!! Its my instinct to protect people, dammit!"
"Sod off!! I don't give a fuck about your instincts!"
Bardock's scouter bleeped, and Cole's voice came over the com. "I sent Zucina to bring you back! In fact, THAT'S AN ORDER!!!"
"Gee, Cole, I thought you said this was MY mission."
"Bardock, I'm warning you . . ."
Without listening to the complete thought, Bardock took off his scouter and smashed it with one hand, then threw the reamains into the snow below.
Zucina was dumbstruck. "You . . . cut . . . off . . . WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!?!?! Cutting off Cole!! After all he's done for you!! Is Olivia really worth that much to you!?"
"It ain't only Olivia. Its everyone! If it was only for Olivia, I'd wait and have 'im reprimanded. But Nipper's not gonna stop; he's a maniac! Every time I think about him, I can picture his smugass face ready ta beat someone up! Think, TERRACK, about when we were in STP. Anyone weaker then him was a target! And now, he's takin' out his hatred on all a his crew members, not just Olivia. And even if he gets reprimanded, what then? He'll just keep beatin' people up, maybe even kill them!" Bardock's eyes narrowed. "I won't - I CAN'T allow that!"
Zucina closed her eyes, vividly remembering her days in STP. The clearest memory she had of Nipper beating someone up was the day after she first called him Dickhead. He tried to start a fight with her, and Bardock took the beating for her. Her friend's bloody, agonized face stayed fresh in her mind. Bardock had always been noble, and Nipper only dished contempt back.
She paused to watch Bardock continue, letting his speech fully sink in. "It ain't only Olivia, its everyone! I CAN'T allow it!" It was like Bardock was physically incapable of letting Nipper hurt anyone else!
"ZUCINA," Cole screamed in her ear. The scouter com was on. "Zucina, get that idiot back here NOW!! I sense a huge, evil power coming from where Nipper is."
"I'm so sorry," said Zucina, imitating a telephone operator, "but the Sayin you were calling is now feeling extremely vengeful. Please hang up and don't try again." She crushed her scouter and sped up to catch up with Bardock, her trademark smirk on her face.
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They touched down in time to see Nipper splash some Froshen* in one of his teammate's faces. "Ah, its you," he said, standing up. "What took ya? Its been almost two days!"
"You never fight fair, do ya," Bardock asked. "I shoulda known better."
"Yeah, you 'shoulda.' Too bad! And I know how much you like a good challenge. I'm gonna enjoy watching you die."
Bardock smirked. "Funny, I was thinking the exact same thing."
Olivia came out of a tree, blue from the cold. "We needed more stuff for the fire, so we used her coat. Funny, she didn't like it too much!" He laughed aloud. Bardock bent down, took off his jacket, and covered her.
Turnook, Nipper's right-hand-man, chuckled. "And looky who he brought! His hermi friend!"
"Hermi," asked Zucina, ready for some action.
"As in 'hermafrodite!' As in, 'can't tell the gender!' "
Quick as lightening, Bardock seized him by the throat and held him a foot above the ground. "I dare you to say that again!"
"No more child's play," Nipper announced. "Let's get this party cookin'!" He removed his own jacket and stretched his muscles. "Ready for the fight of your life, Low Level Loser?"
Losing his temper completely, Bardock leapt at Nipper with intense ferosity. Nipper dodge each of Bardock's punches, and scored one of his own, knocking Bardock back to his senses. The two entered a punching fury, neither landing a hit, until Bardock suceeded in a strong uppercut. Nipper went sailing, but Bardock phased out and beat him there. He grabbed Nipper's hair, but the dirty bastard grabbed Bardock's tail. The teen's grip loosened, and Nipper threw his opponent in a tree.
Undaunted, and additionally angry at Nipper's cheating, Bardock charged, phased out, phased in behind Nipper, and double-kicked him in the back. Blood spurted out of his nose from the force, and Nipper tried to shake the stars out of his eyes. Not fast enough, for Bardock started using him as a punching bag. Nipper was overwhelmed, and Bardock took advantage by bringing both fists down into Nipper's back, shattering his spine.
Olivia watched in savage ecstasy as the mangled Nipper fell slowly to the ground in a bloody heap. Zucina's eyes sparkled, and she grinned maliciously. Turnook and the rest of the crew stared in shock; Bardock beat Nipper again!?!
This time, however, it was absolute. With an obliterated spine, Nipper was paralyzed for life. And he knew it. As Bardock floated slowly to the ground, Nipper began whimpering like an over-sized baby, pleading that Bardock spare his life. Bardock stared at his hands, dripping with Nipper's blood. "Keh," he said. "So quick ta beg for life. I should put you out of your misery."
"Please! Spare me!! N-no! I beg you!! Don't kill m-me!! I d-don't w-wanna die!!"
Bardock wiped his hands with his coat. "You ain't worth my Solar Strike anymore. Rot for all I care. Your crew has abandoned you." He indicated the fleeing Sayins. "Go ahead and call your ship. Return to Planet Vegeta with this warning to Rubaru: Don't mess with me, Cole, or any other third Class Sayin who won't defend himself. I'll be ready for him if he does."
The only one who remained were Zucina and Olivia. Olivia, curled up trying to get warm, giggled over Nipper's humiliating punishment. Zucina, on the other hand, gawked at Bardock as though he had just sprouted tentacles. "You're not going to kill him? After all that?"
". . . I pity Nipper. That's all."
Zucina shifted uncomfortably. Cole said he sensed some sort of power. What was it?
"Bakas," came Nipper's gurggling voice. He had pulled out a long whistle. "You think I'll let you get away with crippling me?" He blew the whistle.
A long, high note pierced the air, causeing the three others to cover their ears in pain. But the noise that followed shook their souls more. A huge, unbarable roar vibrated the ground beneath their feet. Olivia cried out in fear, too weak to move from the ground. Zucina held onto a tree, looking wildly around. "What the hell is that!?!" Bardock remained on his feet, trying to stay ready for anything that came out.
Then it emerged. From beneath the snow, it rose slowly, shaking off the snow from its sleepy body. A giant, twenty-foot creature, built like a gorilla, with long black horns, three large black eyes, blue skin, and white fur roared a yawn, then turned its eyes onto Bardock and his companions.
Nipper cackled insanely. "You see?! I am smarter then you!! I conquored this beast at the same time I conquored the planet!! HE was my Backup!! And now, he will destroy you!!"
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* - Froshen - a strong, alcoholic drink common in most solar systems
Heya guys!! Bardock here!
3#@$% Nipper!! You get what you deserve!! This ice-beast is way too fierce for me to take care of on my own! Olivia's too weak from the cold, and Zucina's too scared of animals!! what am I gonna do!?!?
Next time on DragonballBC: The Beastly Fight; Bardock Falls
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Fun Fact - Dialect is an important element in a character, and my cast is no exception. For example, Cole's method of speech is more clean cut, and hardly ever losing his temper (represented by capital letters). Zucina's is British and proper, but beacause she is such a loose cannon, she often starts speaking in caps and cursing. Bardock's is very sloppy, taken from not being spoken too a lot for the first few years of his life; it also makes him a bit more - and no pun intended, only expression - "down to Earth."