Chapter 32
It had taken almost an hour, but Pan had finally found the bridge; fifteen guards were waiting with their weapons pointed at her the moment she walked through the door.
"Freeze slave! Your little rebellion ends here!" one of the guards yelled.
Pan smiled and then her body faded away; the alien guards looked around in confusion. Suddenly one of the insectoids doubled over and his gun shattered, and then the gun of the guard next to him broke in half as he was thrown across the room. The Dondoro dropped their weapons, fleeing from the invisible assailant. One by one they were picked off until only one of the aliens remained; he looked around wildly at his unconscious comrades who lay strewn about the room.
"Boo!" Pan said as she appeared in front of the frightened creature with a wicked grin on her face. She grabbed him by his armor and pulled him down so their faces were only inches apart. "Now, where is Sefu hiding?" she asked pleasantly.
"He went to the slave quarters... he said he'd rather lose the whole shipment than to have them escape."
Pan's eyes went wide in horror. She glanced over her shoulder at Kiora; the little, furry alien looked very frightened and her tiny, black eyes were quickly filling with tears.
"Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to them," Pan said and then with a light jab she knocked the final Dondoro out cold. "Okay, we have to hurry, so I'm going to need to carry you, alright?" Kiora nodded and Pan quickly picked her up and flew back to the slave's quarters as fast as she could.
When they reached the cell doorway, Pan put Kiora down and motioned for her to wait in the hall; then she stepped into the dimly lit room.
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Akira sparred with Piccolo, Pikkon, and Olibu for nearly seven hours before King Kai finally told them it was time to rest for the night. The young man was sure he'd never heard more welcome words before in his life. He hated to admit it, but he'd spent most of that time getting his butt kicked. A lot of it was due to the weighted clothes and the added exhaustion of remaining a Super Saiyan for so long; still, he hated losing a fight even if it was just for training.
He wearily walked into the house, sat on the floor and had a quick meal before lying down, he was asleep before his head even hit the pillow. When he awoke, he felt revitalized and much stronger. The thirty tons of weighted clothing were almost as light as a feather and his Super Saiyan form didn't feel nearly so unnatural.
"Good morning." King Kai said as he spooned some food onto a plate and handed it to Akira. "How are you feeling?"
"Surprisingly good. When I went to bed last night I felt like I was ready to die for a second time, but this morning I feel stronger than ever," the young man said as he began shoveling food into his mouth.
"That's because you are dead. In the afterlife your body heals much quicker so training goes a lot faster. One nights sleep has about the same rejuvenation power as an entire week's worth of rest on Earth. Oh, when you're done eating, Piccolo and the others are waiting for you outside... you, uh, might want to stretch before you go out there," King Kai said with a wink. Akira quickly finished three plates full of the delicious food and began stretching. As soon as he was ready he stood up and headed for the door.
The attacks came before he'd even taken two steps outside, with all three warriors rushing at him full speed. Akira blocked or dodged every punch, kick, and ki blast; Piccolo, Pikkon, and Ulibu almost seemed to be moving in slow motion to him. After a couple of minutes of toying with them, he sent each of his adversaries crashing into the ground one after another.
Akira hovered above them, his arms folded and a cocky smile on face. "Shall we continue?" he asked.
"No," King Kai said from the doorway where he had been watching. "Now that you've become stronger, that weight won't slow you down enough. We'll have to increase it." He pointed at Akira and suddenly the clothes weight was increased to forty tons, nearly pulling the young man out of the air. "Okay, we'll take a short break from sparring for the time being. You should try and get used to the extra weight. Do some punching and kicking exercises and when you're done with them you can do some sprints. You'll start sparring again after lunch."
Akira nodded glumly and began his workout, praying that Pan would wish him back soon.
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As soon as Pan stepped through the doorway a harsh voice called out to her, "Take another step and your slave friends will meet an untimely end." Pan froze, straining her eyes as they adjusted to the dim light. In the middle of the room stood Sefu, a crazy look in his eyes, pointing his blaster at the far corner of the room where most of the slaves were cowering in terror.
"Look, you obviously know you can't take me in a straight fight and your men are going to be out for a while after the beating I just gave them; you can't win. So, unless you're planning on standing there with your gun pointed at these poor people for the rest of the trip, I suggest you give up now." She took a confident step forward causing several slaves to cry out in alarm.
"Imprudent child!" spat Sefu, "you just condemned them to death!" He pulled the trigger and a second later the corner of the room was swallowed up by a massive explosion. The alien whipped his gun around to cover Pan, but the girl was no longer there. He searched the room with his eyes, eventually turning back to the smoke filled corner, wondering where she had gone. As the haze gradually dissipated, he noticed a faint golden light shining through the dark clouds, growing brighter with each passing second. Sefu stepped back in horror, as an unharmed Pan suddenly became visible. Her hair was now standing straight up and she was surrounded by a dazzling yellow aura. Behind her he could see the very surprised and perfectly healthy slaves staring at the golden fighter in awe.
"I won't say it again," she said in a low threatening voice, "surrender now or face some very unpleasant consequences." The blaster clattered to the ground instantly. "Good choice," Pan said with a smile as the slaves began to cheer.
A few hours later all of the Dondoro had been bound and placed in the slave holding cell. Pan was in the docking bay, checking her ship for damage. Shortly after she'd determined that it was undamaged, Koira walked into the large room followed by her father Medve.
"Is your ship okay Pan?" the fuzzy little alien asked.
"Yeah, everything seems to be working just fine," Pan replied. "I guess the Dondoro didn't have much of a chance to mess with it... speaking of which, what are you planning on doing with them?"
"They'll be taken back to our home world of Urso," Medve replied, "we have very harsh laws against slavery and kidnapping. It will be sometime before they are free to roam the galaxy, hopefully it will give them enough time to learn their lesson."
Pan nodded in agreement and then said, "Well... I'd better get going. It was very nice meeting you all." She kneeled down and hugged Kiora, then climbed into her ship and was once again en route to New Namek a few minutes later.
It had taken almost an hour, but Pan had finally found the bridge; fifteen guards were waiting with their weapons pointed at her the moment she walked through the door.
"Freeze slave! Your little rebellion ends here!" one of the guards yelled.
Pan smiled and then her body faded away; the alien guards looked around in confusion. Suddenly one of the insectoids doubled over and his gun shattered, and then the gun of the guard next to him broke in half as he was thrown across the room. The Dondoro dropped their weapons, fleeing from the invisible assailant. One by one they were picked off until only one of the aliens remained; he looked around wildly at his unconscious comrades who lay strewn about the room.
"Boo!" Pan said as she appeared in front of the frightened creature with a wicked grin on her face. She grabbed him by his armor and pulled him down so their faces were only inches apart. "Now, where is Sefu hiding?" she asked pleasantly.
"He went to the slave quarters... he said he'd rather lose the whole shipment than to have them escape."
Pan's eyes went wide in horror. She glanced over her shoulder at Kiora; the little, furry alien looked very frightened and her tiny, black eyes were quickly filling with tears.
"Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to them," Pan said and then with a light jab she knocked the final Dondoro out cold. "Okay, we have to hurry, so I'm going to need to carry you, alright?" Kiora nodded and Pan quickly picked her up and flew back to the slave's quarters as fast as she could.
When they reached the cell doorway, Pan put Kiora down and motioned for her to wait in the hall; then she stepped into the dimly lit room.
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Akira sparred with Piccolo, Pikkon, and Olibu for nearly seven hours before King Kai finally told them it was time to rest for the night. The young man was sure he'd never heard more welcome words before in his life. He hated to admit it, but he'd spent most of that time getting his butt kicked. A lot of it was due to the weighted clothes and the added exhaustion of remaining a Super Saiyan for so long; still, he hated losing a fight even if it was just for training.
He wearily walked into the house, sat on the floor and had a quick meal before lying down, he was asleep before his head even hit the pillow. When he awoke, he felt revitalized and much stronger. The thirty tons of weighted clothing were almost as light as a feather and his Super Saiyan form didn't feel nearly so unnatural.
"Good morning." King Kai said as he spooned some food onto a plate and handed it to Akira. "How are you feeling?"
"Surprisingly good. When I went to bed last night I felt like I was ready to die for a second time, but this morning I feel stronger than ever," the young man said as he began shoveling food into his mouth.
"That's because you are dead. In the afterlife your body heals much quicker so training goes a lot faster. One nights sleep has about the same rejuvenation power as an entire week's worth of rest on Earth. Oh, when you're done eating, Piccolo and the others are waiting for you outside... you, uh, might want to stretch before you go out there," King Kai said with a wink. Akira quickly finished three plates full of the delicious food and began stretching. As soon as he was ready he stood up and headed for the door.
The attacks came before he'd even taken two steps outside, with all three warriors rushing at him full speed. Akira blocked or dodged every punch, kick, and ki blast; Piccolo, Pikkon, and Ulibu almost seemed to be moving in slow motion to him. After a couple of minutes of toying with them, he sent each of his adversaries crashing into the ground one after another.
Akira hovered above them, his arms folded and a cocky smile on face. "Shall we continue?" he asked.
"No," King Kai said from the doorway where he had been watching. "Now that you've become stronger, that weight won't slow you down enough. We'll have to increase it." He pointed at Akira and suddenly the clothes weight was increased to forty tons, nearly pulling the young man out of the air. "Okay, we'll take a short break from sparring for the time being. You should try and get used to the extra weight. Do some punching and kicking exercises and when you're done with them you can do some sprints. You'll start sparring again after lunch."
Akira nodded glumly and began his workout, praying that Pan would wish him back soon.
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As soon as Pan stepped through the doorway a harsh voice called out to her, "Take another step and your slave friends will meet an untimely end." Pan froze, straining her eyes as they adjusted to the dim light. In the middle of the room stood Sefu, a crazy look in his eyes, pointing his blaster at the far corner of the room where most of the slaves were cowering in terror.
"Look, you obviously know you can't take me in a straight fight and your men are going to be out for a while after the beating I just gave them; you can't win. So, unless you're planning on standing there with your gun pointed at these poor people for the rest of the trip, I suggest you give up now." She took a confident step forward causing several slaves to cry out in alarm.
"Imprudent child!" spat Sefu, "you just condemned them to death!" He pulled the trigger and a second later the corner of the room was swallowed up by a massive explosion. The alien whipped his gun around to cover Pan, but the girl was no longer there. He searched the room with his eyes, eventually turning back to the smoke filled corner, wondering where she had gone. As the haze gradually dissipated, he noticed a faint golden light shining through the dark clouds, growing brighter with each passing second. Sefu stepped back in horror, as an unharmed Pan suddenly became visible. Her hair was now standing straight up and she was surrounded by a dazzling yellow aura. Behind her he could see the very surprised and perfectly healthy slaves staring at the golden fighter in awe.
"I won't say it again," she said in a low threatening voice, "surrender now or face some very unpleasant consequences." The blaster clattered to the ground instantly. "Good choice," Pan said with a smile as the slaves began to cheer.
A few hours later all of the Dondoro had been bound and placed in the slave holding cell. Pan was in the docking bay, checking her ship for damage. Shortly after she'd determined that it was undamaged, Koira walked into the large room followed by her father Medve.
"Is your ship okay Pan?" the fuzzy little alien asked.
"Yeah, everything seems to be working just fine," Pan replied. "I guess the Dondoro didn't have much of a chance to mess with it... speaking of which, what are you planning on doing with them?"
"They'll be taken back to our home world of Urso," Medve replied, "we have very harsh laws against slavery and kidnapping. It will be sometime before they are free to roam the galaxy, hopefully it will give them enough time to learn their lesson."
Pan nodded in agreement and then said, "Well... I'd better get going. It was very nice meeting you all." She kneeled down and hugged Kiora, then climbed into her ship and was once again en route to New Namek a few minutes later.