Dragon Ball Yugure Z
A Dragon Ball Z fanfiction
by Son Goharotto (son_goharotto@hotmail.com)
Welcome to Dragon Ball Yugure Z, my personal pet project. This is what I like to call a "multi-generational alternaverse epic." Expect a complex story spanning several volumes that are littered with cliff-hangers and titanic battles. DBYZ has been revised in its entirety. While some episodes have merely been ridden of typos, others have been rewritten completely. I'll be starting from the beginning at one episode a day so new readers can join in, undaunted by DBYZ's length, and old readers can review past events. All this is leading up to the new Episode 37, from which I'll try to keep a normal updating pace instead of letting this be forgotten as it once was.
DISCLAIMER: As much as I mgiht wish it not to be, DBZ does not belong to me. It's the property of Akira Toriyama-sama and many others who (unfortunately) aren't me. I'm not trying to make any money off of this and it's just a way for me to show my love of all things Dragon Ball. Well, except maybe GT. Bleah. I is teh poor, so don't sue me.
WARNINGS: As a whole, this series contains mature language (usually in Japanese), graphic violence, brutality, mature situations (non-lemon), and a touch of angst.
NOTES: A liberal amount of Japanese vocabulary is sprinkled throughout, though nothing extremely important is ever said in another language that isn't translated. Mostly just basic Otaku Japanese. I've compiled a list of phrases I use on my homepage here: www.enpitsudo-dojo.com/libjapanese.html.
"dialogue"
""layered voice"" (Fusion, for example)
{alien language}
[thoughts, telepathy, memories]
_stressed words_
*sounds*
~scene change~
Volume V -- Evil, Revisited
Episode 35 -- Enemies Returned from the Dead!? Send Them Back, Z Soldiers!!
"Have you become a poet as well as a coward!?" Nappa taunted. His giant ham fist hurtled towards the prince's face.
Vegeta caught it almost too easily. "Iie..just a bit wiser," he smirked. He gave Nappa's arm a twist that shattered all the bones in his arm.
"Chikusho!" Nappa swore. His right arm now hung at a painfully unnatural angle.
As the giant Saiyajin cradled his useless limb, Vegeta grabbed him by his fighting jacket. The prince's knee pierced the older man's armor, digging into his chest and splitting the sternum. Nappa's breaths came in wet bloody gasps, but he fought on. He swung out his remaining arm and hit nothing but air. Vegeta swiftly appeared behind Nappa and a fist between the bulky Saiyajin's shoulder blades snapped his spine. The giant would have fallen from the sky if not for the prince's fingers around his vertebrae.
Blood poured from Nappa's mouth. "You sonuvabitch..not again.."
"Learn from your mistakes, Nappa," Vegeta declared regally. The three teens hovering nearby watched in morbid fascination as the Saiyajin no Ouji hurled his crumbled subject into the air. "Perhaps in the next life, you'll be spared this pain." He raised a hand and jammed two fingers in Nappa's direction, causing the giant man to explode in a cloud of ash.
There was silence for a few minutes and Vegeta turned, looking toward the northwest. "Papa," Trunks finally said. "Who was that man?"
"Somebody I had killed once before," the prince replied. "And it seems he wasn't alone. There," he added, pointing at the horizon.
"More...zombies?" Goten asked perplexed.
"I think we can handle some measly undead," Paresu said confidently.
"But where did they come from?" the lavender-haired teen asked.
"Hell," his father answered. "And that's where we're sending them back. Ikuzo." A white aura ignited around Vegeta and he took off towards the western forests. Goten, Trunks, and Paresu had no choice but to follow and rushed to catch up.
~~~~~
Goku hurled aside a giant splintered timber, letting it crash out of the way of his fellow diggers. No one had been prepared for Freeza's escape and many souls and oni had been buried under rubble. The Z Senshi were quick to provide their assistance and made up the majority of the rescue attempt, disassembling the crumbled building. The Son man rolled over a heavy chunk of stone column, freeing a shaken spirit.
Higher up, Gohan was trying to clear away the top of the pile and see what was happening on the other side. The boy flung away some shingles, revealing a twitching red arm coated in some dark-colored goo. "Hang on, I'll help you!" the young half-Saiyajin said, pulling on the appendage.
Suddenly, the oni exploded out of the rubble with a ferocious roar. He was dripping with ichor and--save for his left arm--was covered with boils and knobby horns. His horribly mutated face was twisted in a howl and long fangs dripped with slime. The twisted oni swung a massive clawed fist at Gohan and slashed open the front his gi. Gohan stumbled back and fired a ki bolt at the beast, blasting off a chunk of its chest. However, the mutated oni took the blow and pressed on.
It reached for the half-Saiyajin with its spiny limb and Piccolo's hand clamped down on the sinewy limb. It was too slow to counter the Namek-seijin's knee to the face and the green senshi followed up with an open-handed blow to the chest that stunned the monster. A final ki blast vaporized its head. "What _is_ this thing?" Piccolo asked, letting the once-oni's arm drop. "Enma-sama! What's going on here?"
The giant red oni wiped his brow of sweat. Even the Lord of Judgement had rolled up his sleeves to help. "It's worse than I thought," he said breathlessly. "That poor man was coated in the essence of evil. If there are any others like that, then they are already lost."
"Kuso," Goku swore. "We gotta get over there and help them out!"
"Oi! Goku-kun!" Yamucha called. He was on the other side of the pile, near a wall. He was helping a pair of wounded--but unmutated--oni out of the rubble. The group gathered around the scarred man, discovering a heavy beam that was proped up against the wall. It was sturdy enough to hold back the rubble on top and made a space big enough for an adult to squeeze through. "Maybe we can get through here?"
"Then let's do it!" the Saiyajin said.
"Just a moment," Enma interrupted. "I fear that the evil essence we have extracted from villainous souls may have spread to more than just that one man. It has the power to warp bodies, souls, and even the landscape into a dangerous place. If you're going through there, be prepared for battle."
"We have to go," Tenshinhan responded. One by one, the Z Senshi slipped under the beam.
"I'm going too, tousan," Gohan said. "I'm strong enough to help."
His father smiled proudly. "Yosh."
~~~~~
An ill wind blew through the rocky hills of Sector A2. It was as if the breath of the Devil himself swept across the desert landscape, driving its vagrant inhabitants into hiding. It is here, where his brother and father attempted to avenge him, that Freeza and his cohorts have returned to the mortal world.
The shape-shifter stood atop a slender peak of stone, slowly letting himself readjust to Life after being locked in Nagareboshi's subconscious. The feel of the biting wind on his skin and the sharp rocks beneath his feet were a feast of sensations to the reanimated warlord. It was wonderful to experience such things again and Freeza decided he would celebrate by destroying the planet.
Beside the ferocious alien, the demon Basil was clinging desperately to the rocks. His tiny hands clambered for a better grip, for fear of falling. "Is this really necessary?" Basil demanded. "I have no time to waste! I need you to take me to--"
"Excuse me," Freeza interrupted. His words were polite but his tone was not. "It is my understanding that our deal was to return to this world of Living. Having accomplished that, our contract is expired and I have no obligation to assist you further."
"Kisama! If it wasn't for me--!"
"Sayonara," the warlord said off-handedly. He kicked the demon square in the face, sending him tumbling down to the base of the hill. "Be grateful I have spared your life!" he called down with a chuckle.
Basil rolled to a dusty stop and coughed furiously. Around him, Freeza's minions laughed heartily at the small blue man's misfortune. "We might not be so generous," Rikuum grinned. "So I suggest you start running."
One of Gurudo's extra eyes watched Basil scamper away in terror, then turned back to his teammates. "That Saiyajin guy seemed pretty sure Vegeta was still alive and on this planet. If he is, I'll relish the opportunity to get my revenge."
"I dunno, Gurudo," the mohawked man replied. "He whupped you pretty bad on Namek-sei."
"He caught me off guard, that's all!" the frog-eyed alien countered hotly.
"It's not just that though," Jiisu cut in. "Rikuum trounced him, but it was like Vegeta got stronger! I still can't believe he really beat me..."
Ginyuu snorted derisively. "I can handle Vegeta. I think it's the other Saiyajin we need to worry about. The one in orange." Behind him, Baata nodded in agreement, remembering his own embarrassing defeat.
"You needn't fear that one, that Son Goku," Freeza responded. The lizard-like warrior hovered to the ground beside the captain. "I saw him in the Afterlife with my own eyes. He'll be too busy there to cause trouble for us here. There should be no one on this planet to stand in our way."
"Well," Ginyuu began with a cruel smile. "I, for one, wouldn't mind if they tried." A speck in the distance caught the captain's eye and he watched it rapidly grow closer. "Speak of the Devil."
Vegeta, Trunks, Goten, and Paresu landed only a few meters away. The younger three were visibly surprised by the gathering of strange aliens, while the prince smirked grimly. "What could have possibly dragged your sorry ass to this planet, Freeza?"
The lizard-alien characteristically crossed his hands behind his back. "Oh you know, the usual sort of affairs. Revenge and whatnot."
"Then your enemy is Son Goku." Vegeta's smirk widened into a wicked grin. "I only killed Coola and Cold."
Freeza's eye twitched, but he remained calm. "Somehow, I doubt that."
"You won't once I send you back to Hell, because you can ask them yourself."
"The only one going to Hell is you, yarou!" Gurudo burst out. "Whether you die here or not, the only place your soul can go is straight down," he added, pointing to the ground for emphasis.
"Do shut up, you ugly little freak," Paresu sneered. She threw a lock of chestnut hair over her shoulder haughtily and Goten had to suppress a snicker. "The only way for a puny weakling like you to act so tough is by hanging out with the bigger kids on the playground. Little boys shouldn't act like men."
Under the verbal assault, Gurudo's eyes looked like they were going to pop out. Even his teammates were laughing at him. "D-dame da, oban!!"
Paresu's face darkened and an evil aura surrounded her like black flames. "WHAT DID YOU CALL ME!?!?"
The alien's face blanched and he shrank back, eliciting more laughter from his associates. Attempting to save face, Gurudo clenched his fists and took a deep breath. "You know, that man you're trying to defend isn't exactly some goody-goody. He's probably committed more crimes than the rest of us combined!"
Paresu involuntarily glanced at Vegeta. To his merit, the prince managed to look uncomfortable.
"It's true, he's a vicious criminal! His hands are stained with the blood of countless civilizations! He--"
Trunks' cold laughter brought Gurudo to a halt. "Ha ha ha ha ha! You fool." His ice blue eyes bore into the short alien's face. "What my tousan did to people I don't know before I was even born doesn't matter to me."
"He's a different person now! That's what's important!" Goten agreed immediately.
"Aw, how sweet!" Gurudo mocked. "I'll be sure to send you guys to Hell to, so you can be together for eterni--"
*BOOM-SPLAT!*
A bolt of ki ripped off Gurudo's head and the decapitated body fell with a thump. The remaining Ginyuu Tokusentai gawked at the corpse of their teammate. The Saiyajin men turned to look at Paresu. The brunette was scratching the back of her head in an excellent Goten impersonation. "He was getting on my nerves!" the girl giggled.
[Tenacious,] Trunks thought to his best friend.
Goten shrugged. [You noticed?]
"I like your style," Vegeta said approvingly.
"AMA!!" Rikuum roared. The giant redhead was shaking with rage, but managed to channel his anger. He then struck a number bizarre poses. "Clear out, guys! 'Cause Rikuum is gonna vaporize this bitch! Rikuum!!! Eraser!!! GUN!!!" A huge beam of purple ki erupted from his mouth and streaked towards the Z Senshi. Fortuntately, they had the sense to fly clear and it sped off into the distance, destroying a cliff. The mohawked man pressed the attack and immediately rushed straight for Paresu.
"Paresu-chan!" Goten yelled. He was about to fly over and help her when the Baata cut in front of him and struck the Son boy across the face with a left hook.
"You're not going anywhere, gaki!" Goten's head swung back around, his expression set in a ferocious grimace. The big blue alien faltered, recognizing the face as Son Goku's. "Nani!?" The half-Saiyajin didn't waste any time and stunned Baata with a knee to the chin. In that moment of weakness, Goten's leg lanced out and shattered the larger man's armor. Baata screamed as he plummeted from the sky and hit the ground with a resounding crash.
Meanwhile, Trunks also intended to intercept Rikuum when Jiisu got in his way. The red alien swung a fist at the teen, whose hand caught him by the wrist. Their other hands clamped together and Jiisu tried to over-power the half-Saiyajin. "I'm going to mess up that pretty face of yours, boy!"
"Is that your normal complexion," Trunks countered cooly, "Or did you fall asleep in a microwave?"
"Chikushoume!" Jiisu screeched. He kicked out at Trunks, but the purple-haired youth disappeared. "Damn it, where'd he go!?"
"Over here," came Trunks' voice from behind him. The white-haired alien's head snapped around just in time to receive an elbow in the face. Blood sprayed from his split lip and Jiisu held his face in agony.
While the two half-Saiyajin dealt with their foes, Paresu was dodging an onslaught of blasts from Rikuum. "Oh c'mon! Can't you do better than that?" the brunette chided playfully. "You had me going there for a second, but this is pathetic!"
Enraged by the girl's constant barbs, the mohawked alien rocketed to the ground. He flipped onto his hands the pushed, propelling himself up at Paresu feet first. "RIKUUM KICK!!!"
Paresu snickered and easily dodged the larger man's feet. The alien blinked in surprise as he passed his target and Paresu slapped him across the face. Rikuum was knocked down, bouncing off a cliff, which then collapsed and buried under the boulders.
The teen stared down at her arm in shock. She flexed her bicep and giggled. "Who would think there was that much power in this sexy little body?" she said, winking and blowing a kiss.
Down below, Vegeta was still standing calmly before Freeza and Ginyuu. "It looks like the children have already gotten started," the prince observed. "Shall I be the one to kill you, Ginyuu?"
"You sure seem awfully confident," the purple alien replied. "I should have finished you off on Namek-sei."
"Ahahaha!" the prince cackled. "Oh that's rich! If I remember correctly, you didn't stand a chance against me!"
"I wasn't at full power then." Ginyuu assumed a fighting stance. "But now I am, so I'll show you just how easy it will be." But Vegeta refused to take him seriously and continued his fit of laughter. "I'll show you!!!"
Seeing his opening, Ginyuu launched himself at the amused Vegeta. The Saiyajin no Ouji's eyes popped open in shock and he hastily struck out with a punch. The captain performed a somersault and tried to flip over the prince. But Vegeta was only feigning alarm and his momentum carried him back onto his other hand. "You're too predictable!" he mocked. In mid flip, Ginyuu caught a mule kick in the gut and careened back to the ground.
Ginyuu hurriedly climbed to his feet and fired a blast of ki at the short Saiyajin, but Vegeta disappeared. He showed up behind the captain and grabbed onto the purple warrior's horns, yanking his head around. Ginyuu escaped by flipping behind the prince and then slammed him into the ground. His fist struck down, but hit only the ground as Vegeta expertly slipped away. "Onore," Ginyuu growled.
"At least you haven't completely lost your touch," the prince said nonchalantly. "But something's bothering me. Weren't you turned into a frog?"
"*ahem* Uh, Namek-seijin frogs don't live very long," Ginyuu answered, embarrassed.
"That's nothing to be ashamed about." Vegeta's ever-present smirk widened. "You won't be alive very long either."
A Dragon Ball Z fanfiction
by Son Goharotto (son_goharotto@hotmail.com)
Welcome to Dragon Ball Yugure Z, my personal pet project. This is what I like to call a "multi-generational alternaverse epic." Expect a complex story spanning several volumes that are littered with cliff-hangers and titanic battles. DBYZ has been revised in its entirety. While some episodes have merely been ridden of typos, others have been rewritten completely. I'll be starting from the beginning at one episode a day so new readers can join in, undaunted by DBYZ's length, and old readers can review past events. All this is leading up to the new Episode 37, from which I'll try to keep a normal updating pace instead of letting this be forgotten as it once was.
DISCLAIMER: As much as I mgiht wish it not to be, DBZ does not belong to me. It's the property of Akira Toriyama-sama and many others who (unfortunately) aren't me. I'm not trying to make any money off of this and it's just a way for me to show my love of all things Dragon Ball. Well, except maybe GT. Bleah. I is teh poor, so don't sue me.
WARNINGS: As a whole, this series contains mature language (usually in Japanese), graphic violence, brutality, mature situations (non-lemon), and a touch of angst.
NOTES: A liberal amount of Japanese vocabulary is sprinkled throughout, though nothing extremely important is ever said in another language that isn't translated. Mostly just basic Otaku Japanese. I've compiled a list of phrases I use on my homepage here: www.enpitsudo-dojo.com/libjapanese.html.
"dialogue"
""layered voice"" (Fusion, for example)
{alien language}
[thoughts, telepathy, memories]
_stressed words_
*sounds*
~scene change~
Volume V -- Evil, Revisited
Episode 35 -- Enemies Returned from the Dead!? Send Them Back, Z Soldiers!!
"Have you become a poet as well as a coward!?" Nappa taunted. His giant ham fist hurtled towards the prince's face.
Vegeta caught it almost too easily. "Iie..just a bit wiser," he smirked. He gave Nappa's arm a twist that shattered all the bones in his arm.
"Chikusho!" Nappa swore. His right arm now hung at a painfully unnatural angle.
As the giant Saiyajin cradled his useless limb, Vegeta grabbed him by his fighting jacket. The prince's knee pierced the older man's armor, digging into his chest and splitting the sternum. Nappa's breaths came in wet bloody gasps, but he fought on. He swung out his remaining arm and hit nothing but air. Vegeta swiftly appeared behind Nappa and a fist between the bulky Saiyajin's shoulder blades snapped his spine. The giant would have fallen from the sky if not for the prince's fingers around his vertebrae.
Blood poured from Nappa's mouth. "You sonuvabitch..not again.."
"Learn from your mistakes, Nappa," Vegeta declared regally. The three teens hovering nearby watched in morbid fascination as the Saiyajin no Ouji hurled his crumbled subject into the air. "Perhaps in the next life, you'll be spared this pain." He raised a hand and jammed two fingers in Nappa's direction, causing the giant man to explode in a cloud of ash.
There was silence for a few minutes and Vegeta turned, looking toward the northwest. "Papa," Trunks finally said. "Who was that man?"
"Somebody I had killed once before," the prince replied. "And it seems he wasn't alone. There," he added, pointing at the horizon.
"More...zombies?" Goten asked perplexed.
"I think we can handle some measly undead," Paresu said confidently.
"But where did they come from?" the lavender-haired teen asked.
"Hell," his father answered. "And that's where we're sending them back. Ikuzo." A white aura ignited around Vegeta and he took off towards the western forests. Goten, Trunks, and Paresu had no choice but to follow and rushed to catch up.
~~~~~
Goku hurled aside a giant splintered timber, letting it crash out of the way of his fellow diggers. No one had been prepared for Freeza's escape and many souls and oni had been buried under rubble. The Z Senshi were quick to provide their assistance and made up the majority of the rescue attempt, disassembling the crumbled building. The Son man rolled over a heavy chunk of stone column, freeing a shaken spirit.
Higher up, Gohan was trying to clear away the top of the pile and see what was happening on the other side. The boy flung away some shingles, revealing a twitching red arm coated in some dark-colored goo. "Hang on, I'll help you!" the young half-Saiyajin said, pulling on the appendage.
Suddenly, the oni exploded out of the rubble with a ferocious roar. He was dripping with ichor and--save for his left arm--was covered with boils and knobby horns. His horribly mutated face was twisted in a howl and long fangs dripped with slime. The twisted oni swung a massive clawed fist at Gohan and slashed open the front his gi. Gohan stumbled back and fired a ki bolt at the beast, blasting off a chunk of its chest. However, the mutated oni took the blow and pressed on.
It reached for the half-Saiyajin with its spiny limb and Piccolo's hand clamped down on the sinewy limb. It was too slow to counter the Namek-seijin's knee to the face and the green senshi followed up with an open-handed blow to the chest that stunned the monster. A final ki blast vaporized its head. "What _is_ this thing?" Piccolo asked, letting the once-oni's arm drop. "Enma-sama! What's going on here?"
The giant red oni wiped his brow of sweat. Even the Lord of Judgement had rolled up his sleeves to help. "It's worse than I thought," he said breathlessly. "That poor man was coated in the essence of evil. If there are any others like that, then they are already lost."
"Kuso," Goku swore. "We gotta get over there and help them out!"
"Oi! Goku-kun!" Yamucha called. He was on the other side of the pile, near a wall. He was helping a pair of wounded--but unmutated--oni out of the rubble. The group gathered around the scarred man, discovering a heavy beam that was proped up against the wall. It was sturdy enough to hold back the rubble on top and made a space big enough for an adult to squeeze through. "Maybe we can get through here?"
"Then let's do it!" the Saiyajin said.
"Just a moment," Enma interrupted. "I fear that the evil essence we have extracted from villainous souls may have spread to more than just that one man. It has the power to warp bodies, souls, and even the landscape into a dangerous place. If you're going through there, be prepared for battle."
"We have to go," Tenshinhan responded. One by one, the Z Senshi slipped under the beam.
"I'm going too, tousan," Gohan said. "I'm strong enough to help."
His father smiled proudly. "Yosh."
~~~~~
An ill wind blew through the rocky hills of Sector A2. It was as if the breath of the Devil himself swept across the desert landscape, driving its vagrant inhabitants into hiding. It is here, where his brother and father attempted to avenge him, that Freeza and his cohorts have returned to the mortal world.
The shape-shifter stood atop a slender peak of stone, slowly letting himself readjust to Life after being locked in Nagareboshi's subconscious. The feel of the biting wind on his skin and the sharp rocks beneath his feet were a feast of sensations to the reanimated warlord. It was wonderful to experience such things again and Freeza decided he would celebrate by destroying the planet.
Beside the ferocious alien, the demon Basil was clinging desperately to the rocks. His tiny hands clambered for a better grip, for fear of falling. "Is this really necessary?" Basil demanded. "I have no time to waste! I need you to take me to--"
"Excuse me," Freeza interrupted. His words were polite but his tone was not. "It is my understanding that our deal was to return to this world of Living. Having accomplished that, our contract is expired and I have no obligation to assist you further."
"Kisama! If it wasn't for me--!"
"Sayonara," the warlord said off-handedly. He kicked the demon square in the face, sending him tumbling down to the base of the hill. "Be grateful I have spared your life!" he called down with a chuckle.
Basil rolled to a dusty stop and coughed furiously. Around him, Freeza's minions laughed heartily at the small blue man's misfortune. "We might not be so generous," Rikuum grinned. "So I suggest you start running."
One of Gurudo's extra eyes watched Basil scamper away in terror, then turned back to his teammates. "That Saiyajin guy seemed pretty sure Vegeta was still alive and on this planet. If he is, I'll relish the opportunity to get my revenge."
"I dunno, Gurudo," the mohawked man replied. "He whupped you pretty bad on Namek-sei."
"He caught me off guard, that's all!" the frog-eyed alien countered hotly.
"It's not just that though," Jiisu cut in. "Rikuum trounced him, but it was like Vegeta got stronger! I still can't believe he really beat me..."
Ginyuu snorted derisively. "I can handle Vegeta. I think it's the other Saiyajin we need to worry about. The one in orange." Behind him, Baata nodded in agreement, remembering his own embarrassing defeat.
"You needn't fear that one, that Son Goku," Freeza responded. The lizard-like warrior hovered to the ground beside the captain. "I saw him in the Afterlife with my own eyes. He'll be too busy there to cause trouble for us here. There should be no one on this planet to stand in our way."
"Well," Ginyuu began with a cruel smile. "I, for one, wouldn't mind if they tried." A speck in the distance caught the captain's eye and he watched it rapidly grow closer. "Speak of the Devil."
Vegeta, Trunks, Goten, and Paresu landed only a few meters away. The younger three were visibly surprised by the gathering of strange aliens, while the prince smirked grimly. "What could have possibly dragged your sorry ass to this planet, Freeza?"
The lizard-alien characteristically crossed his hands behind his back. "Oh you know, the usual sort of affairs. Revenge and whatnot."
"Then your enemy is Son Goku." Vegeta's smirk widened into a wicked grin. "I only killed Coola and Cold."
Freeza's eye twitched, but he remained calm. "Somehow, I doubt that."
"You won't once I send you back to Hell, because you can ask them yourself."
"The only one going to Hell is you, yarou!" Gurudo burst out. "Whether you die here or not, the only place your soul can go is straight down," he added, pointing to the ground for emphasis.
"Do shut up, you ugly little freak," Paresu sneered. She threw a lock of chestnut hair over her shoulder haughtily and Goten had to suppress a snicker. "The only way for a puny weakling like you to act so tough is by hanging out with the bigger kids on the playground. Little boys shouldn't act like men."
Under the verbal assault, Gurudo's eyes looked like they were going to pop out. Even his teammates were laughing at him. "D-dame da, oban!!"
Paresu's face darkened and an evil aura surrounded her like black flames. "WHAT DID YOU CALL ME!?!?"
The alien's face blanched and he shrank back, eliciting more laughter from his associates. Attempting to save face, Gurudo clenched his fists and took a deep breath. "You know, that man you're trying to defend isn't exactly some goody-goody. He's probably committed more crimes than the rest of us combined!"
Paresu involuntarily glanced at Vegeta. To his merit, the prince managed to look uncomfortable.
"It's true, he's a vicious criminal! His hands are stained with the blood of countless civilizations! He--"
Trunks' cold laughter brought Gurudo to a halt. "Ha ha ha ha ha! You fool." His ice blue eyes bore into the short alien's face. "What my tousan did to people I don't know before I was even born doesn't matter to me."
"He's a different person now! That's what's important!" Goten agreed immediately.
"Aw, how sweet!" Gurudo mocked. "I'll be sure to send you guys to Hell to, so you can be together for eterni--"
*BOOM-SPLAT!*
A bolt of ki ripped off Gurudo's head and the decapitated body fell with a thump. The remaining Ginyuu Tokusentai gawked at the corpse of their teammate. The Saiyajin men turned to look at Paresu. The brunette was scratching the back of her head in an excellent Goten impersonation. "He was getting on my nerves!" the girl giggled.
[Tenacious,] Trunks thought to his best friend.
Goten shrugged. [You noticed?]
"I like your style," Vegeta said approvingly.
"AMA!!" Rikuum roared. The giant redhead was shaking with rage, but managed to channel his anger. He then struck a number bizarre poses. "Clear out, guys! 'Cause Rikuum is gonna vaporize this bitch! Rikuum!!! Eraser!!! GUN!!!" A huge beam of purple ki erupted from his mouth and streaked towards the Z Senshi. Fortuntately, they had the sense to fly clear and it sped off into the distance, destroying a cliff. The mohawked man pressed the attack and immediately rushed straight for Paresu.
"Paresu-chan!" Goten yelled. He was about to fly over and help her when the Baata cut in front of him and struck the Son boy across the face with a left hook.
"You're not going anywhere, gaki!" Goten's head swung back around, his expression set in a ferocious grimace. The big blue alien faltered, recognizing the face as Son Goku's. "Nani!?" The half-Saiyajin didn't waste any time and stunned Baata with a knee to the chin. In that moment of weakness, Goten's leg lanced out and shattered the larger man's armor. Baata screamed as he plummeted from the sky and hit the ground with a resounding crash.
Meanwhile, Trunks also intended to intercept Rikuum when Jiisu got in his way. The red alien swung a fist at the teen, whose hand caught him by the wrist. Their other hands clamped together and Jiisu tried to over-power the half-Saiyajin. "I'm going to mess up that pretty face of yours, boy!"
"Is that your normal complexion," Trunks countered cooly, "Or did you fall asleep in a microwave?"
"Chikushoume!" Jiisu screeched. He kicked out at Trunks, but the purple-haired youth disappeared. "Damn it, where'd he go!?"
"Over here," came Trunks' voice from behind him. The white-haired alien's head snapped around just in time to receive an elbow in the face. Blood sprayed from his split lip and Jiisu held his face in agony.
While the two half-Saiyajin dealt with their foes, Paresu was dodging an onslaught of blasts from Rikuum. "Oh c'mon! Can't you do better than that?" the brunette chided playfully. "You had me going there for a second, but this is pathetic!"
Enraged by the girl's constant barbs, the mohawked alien rocketed to the ground. He flipped onto his hands the pushed, propelling himself up at Paresu feet first. "RIKUUM KICK!!!"
Paresu snickered and easily dodged the larger man's feet. The alien blinked in surprise as he passed his target and Paresu slapped him across the face. Rikuum was knocked down, bouncing off a cliff, which then collapsed and buried under the boulders.
The teen stared down at her arm in shock. She flexed her bicep and giggled. "Who would think there was that much power in this sexy little body?" she said, winking and blowing a kiss.
Down below, Vegeta was still standing calmly before Freeza and Ginyuu. "It looks like the children have already gotten started," the prince observed. "Shall I be the one to kill you, Ginyuu?"
"You sure seem awfully confident," the purple alien replied. "I should have finished you off on Namek-sei."
"Ahahaha!" the prince cackled. "Oh that's rich! If I remember correctly, you didn't stand a chance against me!"
"I wasn't at full power then." Ginyuu assumed a fighting stance. "But now I am, so I'll show you just how easy it will be." But Vegeta refused to take him seriously and continued his fit of laughter. "I'll show you!!!"
Seeing his opening, Ginyuu launched himself at the amused Vegeta. The Saiyajin no Ouji's eyes popped open in shock and he hastily struck out with a punch. The captain performed a somersault and tried to flip over the prince. But Vegeta was only feigning alarm and his momentum carried him back onto his other hand. "You're too predictable!" he mocked. In mid flip, Ginyuu caught a mule kick in the gut and careened back to the ground.
Ginyuu hurriedly climbed to his feet and fired a blast of ki at the short Saiyajin, but Vegeta disappeared. He showed up behind the captain and grabbed onto the purple warrior's horns, yanking his head around. Ginyuu escaped by flipping behind the prince and then slammed him into the ground. His fist struck down, but hit only the ground as Vegeta expertly slipped away. "Onore," Ginyuu growled.
"At least you haven't completely lost your touch," the prince said nonchalantly. "But something's bothering me. Weren't you turned into a frog?"
"*ahem* Uh, Namek-seijin frogs don't live very long," Ginyuu answered, embarrassed.
"That's nothing to be ashamed about." Vegeta's ever-present smirk widened. "You won't be alive very long either."