Chapter 34
The two Saiyans angrily searched the sky until they felt several large power levels flying towards each other a short distance away. When the group had assembled, the two Saiyans could easily see that it was made up of at least three different species, but their armor looked very familiar. The aliens were pointing at Porunga and seemed to be disputing what to do about the huge dragon. After a few minutes of discussion they made up their minds. The aliens powered up even more, turned to face Porunga, and began firing ki blasts at him.
The attacks were flying straight at the dragon's face when they inexplicably exploded several yards in front of their target. The armored warriors looked around in confusion until the smoke cleared revealing two very pissed off Saiyans. With angry shouts, the aliens began firing hundreds of rapid-fire ki blasts at Akira and Pan. After several minutes, the warriors stopped and waited to see what damage they had done.
A sudden gust of wind pulled the billowing smoke cloud away exposing the two Saiyans who were floating just where they had been before, without so much as a singed hair.
Akira turned to Pan, "Would you like to do the honors?"
"It would be my pleasure," she replied in a low voice, glaring at the warriors with disgust. A faint white aura surrounded her as she cut through the air, flying towards the bewildered aliens.
Pan stopped about twenty feet from them and folded her arms. "Who are you and why have you attacked this planet?" she asked threateningly.
One of the larger aliens in the front looked down his nose at her and said, "who we are is not important, we are humble servants of our master. He wishes this planet cleansed of its... filth."
"Filth?" Pan's aura blazed around her, fueled by her anger. "The Nameks were a peaceful, beautiful race. They didn't have any desire to hurt you or your master..." her voice trailed off as she came to a realization. "You're working for Ammit."
The group's spokesman scowled, "You are not worthy to speak his name! He is the pinnacle of perfection; it is his right to rule and to do what he wishes with those in his empire. The Dark Lord will bring order to the chaos of the universe. He has already proven himself to be more powerful than the kais; soon all will bow before him or be annihilated like the former inhabitants of this planet."
Pan let out a loud, mocking laugh and then said, "Yeah, yeah, there's always someone trying to conquer or destroy the universe. Frieza, Cell, Buu, Baby, the list goes on and on, but you know what all those guys have in common? They're all dead. Ammit's just going to be another name to add to the list."
The spokesman bared his teeth and let out a low growl, then, regaining his composure, he glanced over his shoulder and called out, "Fajer, kill her! And make it quick."
"Yes sir!" Fajer said, floating to the front of the group. He was one of the taller aliens in the group, with dark green skin and four small, black horns sticking out between several ceremonial-looking tattoos on his shaved head. As he flashed an evil smile at Pan, she noticed two vampire-like fangs hanging down farther than the rest of his short pointy teeth. An aura that matched his skin color formed around him as he began powering up.
Pan watched without feeling a trace of concern as the large alien continued his power up. ~Well, he's stronger than I expected,~ she thought, letting her surprise show on her face, ~he'd probably even put up a good fight...against Krillin.~
Fajer chuckled, "Weren't expecting this kind of power, were you? Don't worry, this won't hurt for long!" The huge alien rushed forward and swung at Pan with his massive fist.
The young Saiyan covered her mouth as she yawned and caught the punch with her free hand. She squeezed, breaking three of his seven fingers with a sickening crunch; he screamed in pain and surprise.
In one fluid motion, Pan pulled Fajer toward her, drove her knee into his gut, and then sent him crashing into the ground with a powerful punch to the back. She turned to the remaining warriors and dropped into her fighting stance, a sly grin creeping onto her face. With shouts of rage the rest of the group, with the exception of the spokesman, charged at her with reckless abandon.
Pan ducked under a punch thrown by the first warrior to reach her, swinging her leg up over her back as she bent, her foot smashed into his face and sent him flying back, crashing into several of his companions. The four fighters tumbled through the air, struggling to untangle themselves. The two remaining warriors attacked Pan from opposite sides, intending to smash her head between their fists. Both fighters threw their punches at the same time and both fists passed through her head, colliding painfully as Pan's after image faded away. The two aliens howled in pain, rubbing their throbbing hands. A moment later Pan ended the comical scene with a couple of lightening fast kicks that sent the now-unconscious fighters crashing into the crater created by Fajer.
As Pan watched the two warriors fall, the four remaining fighters, who had finally managed to untangle themselves, attacked. For several minutes the warriors went at her with everything they had; but their punches and kicks always seemed just slightly off target as the speedy Saiyan easily countered their every move.
The aliens began to grow frustrated and their attacks became sloppier; finally, Pan grew bored of toying with them and began taking them out one by one until Fajer's crater was filled with a large pile of unconscious aliens.
"Well," Pan said, turning back to the spokesman, "looks like it's just you and me now. Your friends weren't much of a challenge, I hope you can put up a better fight."
The alien looked down at his comrades with contempt. "To be defeated by such a weak foe is disgraceful. Here is your reward for such failure and weakness!" He quickly powered up and threw an enormous ki blast, the explosion reduced the large pile of aliens to smoldering ashes in an instant.
Pan stared down at the mushroom cloud in horror. "How could you? First the Nameks and now your own companions; is there any life that you do value?"
The alien grinned wickedly, his forked tongue flashing in and out of his mouth. "Only the strong are worthy of life, those who prove themselves unworthy must be disposed of."
"So, going by your statement, I guess I'll be 'disposing' of you after I finish kicking your ass."
"Ha, no little female is going to best Commander Neci! Why don't you go get your mate to fight this battle for you? You don't stand a chance on your own."
"What?" Pan yelled, getting very red in the face (though it was difficult to say if it was more from anger or embarrassment). "First, he's not my 'mate,' he's my friend; and second, I don't need anyone to fight my battles for me. I am perfectly capable of... ah, screw it." She powered up and charged him, landing a powerful blow to his face.
Neci's head snapped back under the force of the blow, but the rest of his body remained in place. Slowly he turned his face back to her; a small amount of green blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, he wiped it onto his thumb and looked down at it, smiling.
"Well, well, perhaps you aren't as weak as I thought," his power level suddenly began to skyrocket. "To have such power at a young age is an impressive feat, a pity you won't live long enough to get any stronger!" Without warning, his knee smashed into Pan's chin, flipping her in the air; the moment her head came back around, Neci delivered a vicious punch that sent her flying. The young Saiyan was just beginning to regain control of herself when he unexpectedly appeared above her and drove his elbow into her stomach. Pan hovered in the air, clutching her stomach in pain until Neci grabbed her by the neck and threw her like a spear into a distant cliff, nearly splitting the large mountain in half.
The large alien leisurely floated over to the point she had entered the rock and peaked in. Suddenly, the mountain cracked open with a golden explosion, a moment later, Neci was sent flying by a powerful kick from Pan.
By the time he managed to stop himself, the Super Saiyan was just a small speck of gold in the distance. ~How can she be this powerful?~ he asked himself, looking down at the blood seeping through the cracks in his armor. ~She's barely more than a child. It isn't possible!~ He looked back up and found himself staring into Pan's aqua eyes.
"Surprise!" Neci swung at her, but as his fist came forward he felt a tap on his should from behind; he stopped mid-swing and whirled around. "You really need to work on your speed," Pan said. A second later her fist smashed into his eye; he fell back, trying to clear the stars from his vision, only to have her fist hit him in the back.
For the next several seconds, Pan flew about him like a tornado, punching and kicking him again and again. Finally, she stopped in front of him and watched with satisfaction as the nearly unconscious warrior slowly fell from the sky.
She dropped down next to his body and looked him in his one good eye. "For what you did to the Nameks and to your own men, you deserve to die. However, you're going to get something much worse. You get to either limp back to your leader and tell him that a 'little female' took you apart with ease and receive your death at his hands; or you can desert his little army and live out the rest of your days in disgrace." Pan took a deep breath and powered down before continuing, "I don't care what you choose, just know that if I see you again, I'll kill you." She turned and walked to where Akira had just landed, flashing him a happy smile.
"Idiot," whispered Neci, "a warrior of Ammit never accepts defeat!" He put all of his remaining power into one last blast and shot it at Pan's back.
She turned as she felt it coming, immediately transforming again. "You fool!" she cried as she threw her own blast, overwhelming his and ending his life. She shook her head at the fighter's stupidity and once again powered down. Then she and Akira headed back to the Mouri and the dragonballs.
"Shall I make the wish to send you back to earth?" Mouri asked with a sad voice.
"No," Akira answered. "Use the last wish to bring back your people."
"But you will have to take your ship back. You'd be lucky to get there before Ammit. I can always wish the others back when the dragonballs become active again."
"I will not have you living on this planet alone while you hunt the dragonballs down," Pan said firmly. "We should be okay time-wise. Please, make your wish"
Mouri smiled and turned to Porunga. A few minutes later the ruins of the village was full of joyful Nameks and the two Saiyans had boarded their ship and were heading for home.
A/N: The ending to the fight between Pan and Neci was pretty similar to the end of Goku's fight with Freiza. It was intentional. I personally think it was one of the cooler endings to a battle and I thought I'd borrow it. All credit should go to Mr. Toriyama.
The two Saiyans angrily searched the sky until they felt several large power levels flying towards each other a short distance away. When the group had assembled, the two Saiyans could easily see that it was made up of at least three different species, but their armor looked very familiar. The aliens were pointing at Porunga and seemed to be disputing what to do about the huge dragon. After a few minutes of discussion they made up their minds. The aliens powered up even more, turned to face Porunga, and began firing ki blasts at him.
The attacks were flying straight at the dragon's face when they inexplicably exploded several yards in front of their target. The armored warriors looked around in confusion until the smoke cleared revealing two very pissed off Saiyans. With angry shouts, the aliens began firing hundreds of rapid-fire ki blasts at Akira and Pan. After several minutes, the warriors stopped and waited to see what damage they had done.
A sudden gust of wind pulled the billowing smoke cloud away exposing the two Saiyans who were floating just where they had been before, without so much as a singed hair.
Akira turned to Pan, "Would you like to do the honors?"
"It would be my pleasure," she replied in a low voice, glaring at the warriors with disgust. A faint white aura surrounded her as she cut through the air, flying towards the bewildered aliens.
Pan stopped about twenty feet from them and folded her arms. "Who are you and why have you attacked this planet?" she asked threateningly.
One of the larger aliens in the front looked down his nose at her and said, "who we are is not important, we are humble servants of our master. He wishes this planet cleansed of its... filth."
"Filth?" Pan's aura blazed around her, fueled by her anger. "The Nameks were a peaceful, beautiful race. They didn't have any desire to hurt you or your master..." her voice trailed off as she came to a realization. "You're working for Ammit."
The group's spokesman scowled, "You are not worthy to speak his name! He is the pinnacle of perfection; it is his right to rule and to do what he wishes with those in his empire. The Dark Lord will bring order to the chaos of the universe. He has already proven himself to be more powerful than the kais; soon all will bow before him or be annihilated like the former inhabitants of this planet."
Pan let out a loud, mocking laugh and then said, "Yeah, yeah, there's always someone trying to conquer or destroy the universe. Frieza, Cell, Buu, Baby, the list goes on and on, but you know what all those guys have in common? They're all dead. Ammit's just going to be another name to add to the list."
The spokesman bared his teeth and let out a low growl, then, regaining his composure, he glanced over his shoulder and called out, "Fajer, kill her! And make it quick."
"Yes sir!" Fajer said, floating to the front of the group. He was one of the taller aliens in the group, with dark green skin and four small, black horns sticking out between several ceremonial-looking tattoos on his shaved head. As he flashed an evil smile at Pan, she noticed two vampire-like fangs hanging down farther than the rest of his short pointy teeth. An aura that matched his skin color formed around him as he began powering up.
Pan watched without feeling a trace of concern as the large alien continued his power up. ~Well, he's stronger than I expected,~ she thought, letting her surprise show on her face, ~he'd probably even put up a good fight...against Krillin.~
Fajer chuckled, "Weren't expecting this kind of power, were you? Don't worry, this won't hurt for long!" The huge alien rushed forward and swung at Pan with his massive fist.
The young Saiyan covered her mouth as she yawned and caught the punch with her free hand. She squeezed, breaking three of his seven fingers with a sickening crunch; he screamed in pain and surprise.
In one fluid motion, Pan pulled Fajer toward her, drove her knee into his gut, and then sent him crashing into the ground with a powerful punch to the back. She turned to the remaining warriors and dropped into her fighting stance, a sly grin creeping onto her face. With shouts of rage the rest of the group, with the exception of the spokesman, charged at her with reckless abandon.
Pan ducked under a punch thrown by the first warrior to reach her, swinging her leg up over her back as she bent, her foot smashed into his face and sent him flying back, crashing into several of his companions. The four fighters tumbled through the air, struggling to untangle themselves. The two remaining warriors attacked Pan from opposite sides, intending to smash her head between their fists. Both fighters threw their punches at the same time and both fists passed through her head, colliding painfully as Pan's after image faded away. The two aliens howled in pain, rubbing their throbbing hands. A moment later Pan ended the comical scene with a couple of lightening fast kicks that sent the now-unconscious fighters crashing into the crater created by Fajer.
As Pan watched the two warriors fall, the four remaining fighters, who had finally managed to untangle themselves, attacked. For several minutes the warriors went at her with everything they had; but their punches and kicks always seemed just slightly off target as the speedy Saiyan easily countered their every move.
The aliens began to grow frustrated and their attacks became sloppier; finally, Pan grew bored of toying with them and began taking them out one by one until Fajer's crater was filled with a large pile of unconscious aliens.
"Well," Pan said, turning back to the spokesman, "looks like it's just you and me now. Your friends weren't much of a challenge, I hope you can put up a better fight."
The alien looked down at his comrades with contempt. "To be defeated by such a weak foe is disgraceful. Here is your reward for such failure and weakness!" He quickly powered up and threw an enormous ki blast, the explosion reduced the large pile of aliens to smoldering ashes in an instant.
Pan stared down at the mushroom cloud in horror. "How could you? First the Nameks and now your own companions; is there any life that you do value?"
The alien grinned wickedly, his forked tongue flashing in and out of his mouth. "Only the strong are worthy of life, those who prove themselves unworthy must be disposed of."
"So, going by your statement, I guess I'll be 'disposing' of you after I finish kicking your ass."
"Ha, no little female is going to best Commander Neci! Why don't you go get your mate to fight this battle for you? You don't stand a chance on your own."
"What?" Pan yelled, getting very red in the face (though it was difficult to say if it was more from anger or embarrassment). "First, he's not my 'mate,' he's my friend; and second, I don't need anyone to fight my battles for me. I am perfectly capable of... ah, screw it." She powered up and charged him, landing a powerful blow to his face.
Neci's head snapped back under the force of the blow, but the rest of his body remained in place. Slowly he turned his face back to her; a small amount of green blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, he wiped it onto his thumb and looked down at it, smiling.
"Well, well, perhaps you aren't as weak as I thought," his power level suddenly began to skyrocket. "To have such power at a young age is an impressive feat, a pity you won't live long enough to get any stronger!" Without warning, his knee smashed into Pan's chin, flipping her in the air; the moment her head came back around, Neci delivered a vicious punch that sent her flying. The young Saiyan was just beginning to regain control of herself when he unexpectedly appeared above her and drove his elbow into her stomach. Pan hovered in the air, clutching her stomach in pain until Neci grabbed her by the neck and threw her like a spear into a distant cliff, nearly splitting the large mountain in half.
The large alien leisurely floated over to the point she had entered the rock and peaked in. Suddenly, the mountain cracked open with a golden explosion, a moment later, Neci was sent flying by a powerful kick from Pan.
By the time he managed to stop himself, the Super Saiyan was just a small speck of gold in the distance. ~How can she be this powerful?~ he asked himself, looking down at the blood seeping through the cracks in his armor. ~She's barely more than a child. It isn't possible!~ He looked back up and found himself staring into Pan's aqua eyes.
"Surprise!" Neci swung at her, but as his fist came forward he felt a tap on his should from behind; he stopped mid-swing and whirled around. "You really need to work on your speed," Pan said. A second later her fist smashed into his eye; he fell back, trying to clear the stars from his vision, only to have her fist hit him in the back.
For the next several seconds, Pan flew about him like a tornado, punching and kicking him again and again. Finally, she stopped in front of him and watched with satisfaction as the nearly unconscious warrior slowly fell from the sky.
She dropped down next to his body and looked him in his one good eye. "For what you did to the Nameks and to your own men, you deserve to die. However, you're going to get something much worse. You get to either limp back to your leader and tell him that a 'little female' took you apart with ease and receive your death at his hands; or you can desert his little army and live out the rest of your days in disgrace." Pan took a deep breath and powered down before continuing, "I don't care what you choose, just know that if I see you again, I'll kill you." She turned and walked to where Akira had just landed, flashing him a happy smile.
"Idiot," whispered Neci, "a warrior of Ammit never accepts defeat!" He put all of his remaining power into one last blast and shot it at Pan's back.
She turned as she felt it coming, immediately transforming again. "You fool!" she cried as she threw her own blast, overwhelming his and ending his life. She shook her head at the fighter's stupidity and once again powered down. Then she and Akira headed back to the Mouri and the dragonballs.
"Shall I make the wish to send you back to earth?" Mouri asked with a sad voice.
"No," Akira answered. "Use the last wish to bring back your people."
"But you will have to take your ship back. You'd be lucky to get there before Ammit. I can always wish the others back when the dragonballs become active again."
"I will not have you living on this planet alone while you hunt the dragonballs down," Pan said firmly. "We should be okay time-wise. Please, make your wish"
Mouri smiled and turned to Porunga. A few minutes later the ruins of the village was full of joyful Nameks and the two Saiyans had boarded their ship and were heading for home.
A/N: The ending to the fight between Pan and Neci was pretty similar to the end of Goku's fight with Freiza. It was intentional. I personally think it was one of the cooler endings to a battle and I thought I'd borrow it. All credit should go to Mr. Toriyama.