A/N: Zildar has only been used in this series. It cropped up a few times in Legend of the Super Sai-jin. Oh, and JDX, yeah. Frigid isn't the guy in the shadows, I may be antsy to tell you, but I'm not letting it out this early! :p Frigid is, indeed, the father of Cold. :) Anyway, I love the reviews people (epically yours JDX, they actually let me know if I'm getting across what I want too...) keep them up, they are what I live on, and the reason for this chapter in fact.... Oh, and as for Recoome... that's a matter for another story. XD One last thing... I'm surprised no one caught the presence of someone in the last chapter who, by events in the previous saga, seemingly shouldn't be there.... Heh... It's a bit of hint to things, though a nicely concealed one....
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Chapter Six - Imprisoned
Namek, unknown number of years ago:
The three powerful Nameks dodged quickly as the tall alien's fist smashed into the ground where they'd just been standing. Despite being out classed in power Sargo charged in and received a crushing blow to the head. The Namek was still alive, but he was most certainly out of the fight. Zildar and Slug stood side by side on the battlefield, grinning. Most Nameks preferred the quite and peaceful life but these two had always lived the rush of a good battle. Their auras flared up as their raised their powers once more going for their maximum.
The blue scaled alien grinned dumbly at them as they finished. "Pretty light show!" he laughed. He launched in across open expanse but was met with a pair of feet to the face that knocked him back into one of the legs of the ship. Pulling himself to his feet he glared at the two Nameks. "Lucky shot!" he cried. "No green lizards from some backwater little planet are going to beat me!" He thrust his right arm forward sending a stream of purple energy at them but Slug and Zildar leapt above it easily.
The two flew straight at Odus weaving around the volley of KI blasts he sent forth without any trouble. As the reached him he swung at Zildar but the strongest of the Nameks ducked beneath his arm slammed his own fist into the alien's stomach. Mean while Slugs foot smashed into his face and he was sent hurtling backwards under the ship. The two Nameks flew up until they could see him and then reached out their arms together. "Double Barrel Buster!" they cried in unison, a stream of green energy surging from their arms toward the prone alien. There was a quick and an explosion that shook the area and enlarged the ocean.
With a grin the two Nameks landed in front of the ship again, ready for whoever came out next. Or so they thought. They heard light clapping reaching their ears as two figures slowly walked out of the ship. One was a short being with small horns and a tail. The other was a much taller creature that looked rather deformed with an elongated head, spikes on his arms and back, and multiple horns. It was the deformed one that spoke. "I am impressed. I had not expected to encounter warriors of such caliber on a world such as this. I also hadn't expected to lose my strongest warrior so easily. It would seem I now have an opening in my ranks. So, what will it be? Join me as my elite warriors or die?"
Slug rubbed his shoulder a bit working out a few kinks. "Neither. How about you just leave and don't come back? Or would you like to die?"
The shorter being laughed. "My father, King Frigid, is the strongest being in the universe! How can you possibly expect to equal his power?"
"Now Cold," the tall one began. "These are a new race we've never encountered before. They can't possibly know how powerful we are."
"But we do." Zildar said. "We can sense your power just fine. And you are strong, but we can still win."
Frigid laughed. "You really think you're the only ones that can power up?" he asked cocking an eye brow. "I only came out to watch, my son needs the combat experience."
The short son of Frigid, Lord Cold, lifted into the air and floated down to the ground. "I may only be half as strong as my father but that will be more than enough to handle the two of you. Come on, let's get this over with."
"Humph." Slug snorted and then shot in at the short creature. Cold smirked as a blue aura erupted around him. Both Nameks felt the sudden bulge of his power as he caught Slug's fist without even trying. Zildar lifted off the ground and shot in at Cold as well. As he neared he pulled back his fist and swung with all his might. The blow slammed into the Changeling's face but did nothing but cause his hand to go numb.
"What!" Zildar cried backing off. Cold laughed as he yanked his arm in pulling Slug closer. There was a crack as Cold's fist smashed into Slug's stomach and a sickening rip as the force of the blow ripped his arm from his body. As Slug fell toward the ground Cold kicked out and knocked him into the distance and out of sight. Zildar watched on in horror and disbelief. He turned toward Cold and growled. His right hand clutched at his side as energy danced along his arm.
Slowly he moved his arm up to his forehead extending his index and middle fingers. The energy along his arm surged up to the tips of his fingers as he continued to channel the energy he needed. The attack Slug had developed a few months back would apparently be needed after all, despite the Elders' disapproval of a death move... Zildar whipped his arm forward... "Special Beam Cannon!" The orange/purple swirling stream of energy shot forward on a perfect course for the grinning little Changeling.
"COLD! MOVE IT!" Frigid shouted.
Cold's eyes widened, his father was worried about something which wasn't a good thing. The small Changeling leapt into the air as the attack sped on by under him and flew off into the distance. "What was wrong?!" he asked looking over to his large father. "I'm much stronger th..."
"That attack would punched right through you!" Frigid said angrily. "Never assume you can block everything. That energy disk on Sevraia should have taught you that! It cut your brother in half!"
Cold shook his head angry at himself for almost getting killed by something so much weaker than him. In a burst of anger he shot in at Zildar and slammed his fist into the Namek's face then smashed his knee into his stomach knocking him into the air before kicking him into the chest knocking him off over the horizon with a thunderous crack.
Frigid sighed. "Well, now that they're dead we can finish up here."
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Earth, present day:
After taking out Angira Piccolo and gone over to Gohan and carried him over to where Videl sat with the injured Krillin and set him down. Standing back up he turned to look at the ship curious as to why no new attackers had appeared yet. That's when he felt the power reach out from the ship, strong and fierce... and oddly familiar. A moment later the owner of the energy emerged from the shadows. A Namekian wearing an orange and black outfit. Piccolo had an odd feeling about him but he pushed it aside, this would be no easy fight. This guy was powerful. Possibly stronger than all of them.
"So, are you in charge of these troops?" Bardock asked.
"No, that's my father's job. I merely aid where I can."
Bardock didn't like that... /His father's in charge... so he's probably even stronger yet! Damn... Goku where are you! A Super Sai-jin would be very helpful right now. Man, I've never felt a Namek this powerful before... not even Piccolo is this strong.../ "I'll give you one last chance to remove these clouds and leave the planet."
"We will, when we're ready." Sanil said.
"That's not good enough."
"To bad."
Piccolo reached up and in a single motion removed his cape and turban and tossed them aside. They went several yards before falling with a thud. He slipped into a fighting stance as Bardock did the same. Piccolo smirked. "You may be a bit stronger than us but working together you wont stand a chance."
"You think so?" Sanil asked as he took his own combat position. "Yaaaaaaaaaaaa!" there was a flash of green around him and the ground began to shake as his power built quickly.
"What! No way!" Piccolo cried. When Sanil's power up finally finished and he launched in to attack them he was more than twice Piccolo's power. Bardock quickly powered up the Kaio Ken as he and Piccolo dodged around a hard punch. Sanil turned toward Bardock and launched after him. The Sai-jin brought his arms and blocked an incoming punch at the last second but wasn't fast enough to stop the kick aimed at his head.
As Bardock was knocked flying into a near-by building Sanil turned and caught Piccolo's fist. "You're powerful... I've never met a Namek with this much power who gained it naturally..." Sanil narrowed his eyes at Piccolo. "Well, no matter..." he stopped as Piccolo's other fist surged for his face but dodged the blow easily, even at their close range. Sanil's leg shot out and Piccolo's eyes bulged as the other Namek's knee buried into his stomach.
Sanil pulled back and spun slamming his foot into Piccolo's head and knocking him away. He turned around again and slammed his fist into Bardock's stomach before the Sai-jin even noticed him move. Bardock hung on the Namek's fist for a moment, the wind knocked out of him, and in quite a bit of shock and pain. He was finally removed one Sanil's other fist smashed into his face.
As Bardock crashed into a building several blocks away Sanil felt a power building behind him. He turned and his eyes widened in shock. /Father's attack! But... how! There's no way he could know that attack!/ And yet, there Piccolo stood. Index and middle fingers pressed against his forehead charging energy.
Sanil was to shocked to do anything for a moment. It wasn't until Piccolo's arm was pointed at him and he heard the Namek's voice call out, "Special Beam Cannon!" that he managed to get his composure back. He'd expected a body attack and took to the air but soon realized the blast had been aimed for his head. Piccolo hadn't merely been trying to injure him but kill him... The spiral stream of energy slammed into his abdomen and, after a moment, punched through his body.
Sanil spun around in the air for a second before stabilizing himself and landing. He grimaced as the wound sealed up. Other than a hole in his clothes he didn't look much worse off. His power hadn't dipped that greatly either. Piccolo glanced past Sanil as Bardock walked out of the building he'd been knocked through holding his right arm which hung limply at his side. /Crap, that's not good./ Piccolo thought looked back at Sanil again. The Namek was busy working a few kinks out of his neck.
Piccolo caught movement out of the corner of his eye but didn't look. He could sense Appla's power jump quickly as she launched across the way toward Sanil. The other Namek also sensed her and brought his arm quickly punching her in the face before she could attack. The blow knocked her back and she came crashing down unconscious.
Bardock and Piccolo launched in at Sanil together. Bardock cocked back his left fist, the only one he could still use, and charged energy about his fist. Piccolo pulled back both of his arms and began to charge energy in his open palms. "Raaayaaaaaaaaaaaa!" Piccolo roared thrusting his arms forward only a few feet away from Sanil. The Namek's eyes widened a bit, he'd not expected an attack with that much power. Quickly he brought his arms up to block. The attack slammed into him in a violent explosion. As he defended against Piccolo's attack Bardock reached him and slammed his fist into the Namek's back with a thunderous crack.
Sanil was flung forward out of the smoke and at Piccolo's flying fist. Sanil's head slammed into Piccolo's fist with a crack that knocked him back toward Bardock. However, the Namek recovered quickly this time and when he reached Bardock he slammed his foot into the Sai-jin's head knocking him over and out. As he landed he turned his attention to Piccolo, his last remaining opponent.
The two stared each other down for a moment before charging in toward each other. Sanil ducked quickly under a punch from Piccolo then came back with his own that slammed across the Namek's jaw. He followed up with a knee to his face and then a kick to his stomach and ended with a point blank KI blast to his chest that knocked him back and down.
Piccolo rolled over onto his stomach and began to get back on his feet. "Still have some fight left?" Sanil said walking up to him. "Sorry, but I have other things I need to be doing." With that his foot shot out and smashed into Piccolo's head knocking him out. With a sigh and a crack of his neck he looked about the battle field. /Impressive warriors, the lot of them./ He looked back down at Piccolo. /So then, how do you know one of Father's attacks? Well, he might now./
Turning again he looked back at the ship. "Alright you idiots, get out here and take these guys into the hold." he ordered. Instantly soldiers began to file out of the ship and pick up the unconscious people.
"Leave... them... alone!" A voice cried raggedly from across the way.
Sanil turned and looked. Krillin was back on his feet but rather shaky as he stood there. Beside him was a young girl Sanil hadn't noticed before sitting next to the powerful child that had taken out Kamandur. Sanil started walking toward him unfolding his arms as he did. Krillin slid into a fighting stance as the Namek neared. A moment later he launched in again and Sanil merely backhanded him away sending him off into the city. Sanil continued up to where the two children were before finally coming to a stop.
"Stay away from me!" Videl yelled climbing to her feet. Sanil cocked an eyebrow as he felt her power spike up. She wasn't as powerful as the other child, not nearly, but she was stronger than a child had a right to be.
"Come quietly and we wont hurt them." Sanil said narrowing his eyes. He had question that he needed answered... and these warriors would be his answers.
Videl looked up at him cautiously. She'd never been in a real fight... "You promise?"
Sanil smiled lightly. "Sure kid." Videl's arms went down to her side and she lowered her head.
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Chapter Six - Imprisoned
Namek, unknown number of years ago:
The three powerful Nameks dodged quickly as the tall alien's fist smashed into the ground where they'd just been standing. Despite being out classed in power Sargo charged in and received a crushing blow to the head. The Namek was still alive, but he was most certainly out of the fight. Zildar and Slug stood side by side on the battlefield, grinning. Most Nameks preferred the quite and peaceful life but these two had always lived the rush of a good battle. Their auras flared up as their raised their powers once more going for their maximum.
The blue scaled alien grinned dumbly at them as they finished. "Pretty light show!" he laughed. He launched in across open expanse but was met with a pair of feet to the face that knocked him back into one of the legs of the ship. Pulling himself to his feet he glared at the two Nameks. "Lucky shot!" he cried. "No green lizards from some backwater little planet are going to beat me!" He thrust his right arm forward sending a stream of purple energy at them but Slug and Zildar leapt above it easily.
The two flew straight at Odus weaving around the volley of KI blasts he sent forth without any trouble. As the reached him he swung at Zildar but the strongest of the Nameks ducked beneath his arm slammed his own fist into the alien's stomach. Mean while Slugs foot smashed into his face and he was sent hurtling backwards under the ship. The two Nameks flew up until they could see him and then reached out their arms together. "Double Barrel Buster!" they cried in unison, a stream of green energy surging from their arms toward the prone alien. There was a quick and an explosion that shook the area and enlarged the ocean.
With a grin the two Nameks landed in front of the ship again, ready for whoever came out next. Or so they thought. They heard light clapping reaching their ears as two figures slowly walked out of the ship. One was a short being with small horns and a tail. The other was a much taller creature that looked rather deformed with an elongated head, spikes on his arms and back, and multiple horns. It was the deformed one that spoke. "I am impressed. I had not expected to encounter warriors of such caliber on a world such as this. I also hadn't expected to lose my strongest warrior so easily. It would seem I now have an opening in my ranks. So, what will it be? Join me as my elite warriors or die?"
Slug rubbed his shoulder a bit working out a few kinks. "Neither. How about you just leave and don't come back? Or would you like to die?"
The shorter being laughed. "My father, King Frigid, is the strongest being in the universe! How can you possibly expect to equal his power?"
"Now Cold," the tall one began. "These are a new race we've never encountered before. They can't possibly know how powerful we are."
"But we do." Zildar said. "We can sense your power just fine. And you are strong, but we can still win."
Frigid laughed. "You really think you're the only ones that can power up?" he asked cocking an eye brow. "I only came out to watch, my son needs the combat experience."
The short son of Frigid, Lord Cold, lifted into the air and floated down to the ground. "I may only be half as strong as my father but that will be more than enough to handle the two of you. Come on, let's get this over with."
"Humph." Slug snorted and then shot in at the short creature. Cold smirked as a blue aura erupted around him. Both Nameks felt the sudden bulge of his power as he caught Slug's fist without even trying. Zildar lifted off the ground and shot in at Cold as well. As he neared he pulled back his fist and swung with all his might. The blow slammed into the Changeling's face but did nothing but cause his hand to go numb.
"What!" Zildar cried backing off. Cold laughed as he yanked his arm in pulling Slug closer. There was a crack as Cold's fist smashed into Slug's stomach and a sickening rip as the force of the blow ripped his arm from his body. As Slug fell toward the ground Cold kicked out and knocked him into the distance and out of sight. Zildar watched on in horror and disbelief. He turned toward Cold and growled. His right hand clutched at his side as energy danced along his arm.
Slowly he moved his arm up to his forehead extending his index and middle fingers. The energy along his arm surged up to the tips of his fingers as he continued to channel the energy he needed. The attack Slug had developed a few months back would apparently be needed after all, despite the Elders' disapproval of a death move... Zildar whipped his arm forward... "Special Beam Cannon!" The orange/purple swirling stream of energy shot forward on a perfect course for the grinning little Changeling.
"COLD! MOVE IT!" Frigid shouted.
Cold's eyes widened, his father was worried about something which wasn't a good thing. The small Changeling leapt into the air as the attack sped on by under him and flew off into the distance. "What was wrong?!" he asked looking over to his large father. "I'm much stronger th..."
"That attack would punched right through you!" Frigid said angrily. "Never assume you can block everything. That energy disk on Sevraia should have taught you that! It cut your brother in half!"
Cold shook his head angry at himself for almost getting killed by something so much weaker than him. In a burst of anger he shot in at Zildar and slammed his fist into the Namek's face then smashed his knee into his stomach knocking him into the air before kicking him into the chest knocking him off over the horizon with a thunderous crack.
Frigid sighed. "Well, now that they're dead we can finish up here."
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Earth, present day:
After taking out Angira Piccolo and gone over to Gohan and carried him over to where Videl sat with the injured Krillin and set him down. Standing back up he turned to look at the ship curious as to why no new attackers had appeared yet. That's when he felt the power reach out from the ship, strong and fierce... and oddly familiar. A moment later the owner of the energy emerged from the shadows. A Namekian wearing an orange and black outfit. Piccolo had an odd feeling about him but he pushed it aside, this would be no easy fight. This guy was powerful. Possibly stronger than all of them.
"So, are you in charge of these troops?" Bardock asked.
"No, that's my father's job. I merely aid where I can."
Bardock didn't like that... /His father's in charge... so he's probably even stronger yet! Damn... Goku where are you! A Super Sai-jin would be very helpful right now. Man, I've never felt a Namek this powerful before... not even Piccolo is this strong.../ "I'll give you one last chance to remove these clouds and leave the planet."
"We will, when we're ready." Sanil said.
"That's not good enough."
"To bad."
Piccolo reached up and in a single motion removed his cape and turban and tossed them aside. They went several yards before falling with a thud. He slipped into a fighting stance as Bardock did the same. Piccolo smirked. "You may be a bit stronger than us but working together you wont stand a chance."
"You think so?" Sanil asked as he took his own combat position. "Yaaaaaaaaaaaa!" there was a flash of green around him and the ground began to shake as his power built quickly.
"What! No way!" Piccolo cried. When Sanil's power up finally finished and he launched in to attack them he was more than twice Piccolo's power. Bardock quickly powered up the Kaio Ken as he and Piccolo dodged around a hard punch. Sanil turned toward Bardock and launched after him. The Sai-jin brought his arms and blocked an incoming punch at the last second but wasn't fast enough to stop the kick aimed at his head.
As Bardock was knocked flying into a near-by building Sanil turned and caught Piccolo's fist. "You're powerful... I've never met a Namek with this much power who gained it naturally..." Sanil narrowed his eyes at Piccolo. "Well, no matter..." he stopped as Piccolo's other fist surged for his face but dodged the blow easily, even at their close range. Sanil's leg shot out and Piccolo's eyes bulged as the other Namek's knee buried into his stomach.
Sanil pulled back and spun slamming his foot into Piccolo's head and knocking him away. He turned around again and slammed his fist into Bardock's stomach before the Sai-jin even noticed him move. Bardock hung on the Namek's fist for a moment, the wind knocked out of him, and in quite a bit of shock and pain. He was finally removed one Sanil's other fist smashed into his face.
As Bardock crashed into a building several blocks away Sanil felt a power building behind him. He turned and his eyes widened in shock. /Father's attack! But... how! There's no way he could know that attack!/ And yet, there Piccolo stood. Index and middle fingers pressed against his forehead charging energy.
Sanil was to shocked to do anything for a moment. It wasn't until Piccolo's arm was pointed at him and he heard the Namek's voice call out, "Special Beam Cannon!" that he managed to get his composure back. He'd expected a body attack and took to the air but soon realized the blast had been aimed for his head. Piccolo hadn't merely been trying to injure him but kill him... The spiral stream of energy slammed into his abdomen and, after a moment, punched through his body.
Sanil spun around in the air for a second before stabilizing himself and landing. He grimaced as the wound sealed up. Other than a hole in his clothes he didn't look much worse off. His power hadn't dipped that greatly either. Piccolo glanced past Sanil as Bardock walked out of the building he'd been knocked through holding his right arm which hung limply at his side. /Crap, that's not good./ Piccolo thought looked back at Sanil again. The Namek was busy working a few kinks out of his neck.
Piccolo caught movement out of the corner of his eye but didn't look. He could sense Appla's power jump quickly as she launched across the way toward Sanil. The other Namek also sensed her and brought his arm quickly punching her in the face before she could attack. The blow knocked her back and she came crashing down unconscious.
Bardock and Piccolo launched in at Sanil together. Bardock cocked back his left fist, the only one he could still use, and charged energy about his fist. Piccolo pulled back both of his arms and began to charge energy in his open palms. "Raaayaaaaaaaaaaaa!" Piccolo roared thrusting his arms forward only a few feet away from Sanil. The Namek's eyes widened a bit, he'd not expected an attack with that much power. Quickly he brought his arms up to block. The attack slammed into him in a violent explosion. As he defended against Piccolo's attack Bardock reached him and slammed his fist into the Namek's back with a thunderous crack.
Sanil was flung forward out of the smoke and at Piccolo's flying fist. Sanil's head slammed into Piccolo's fist with a crack that knocked him back toward Bardock. However, the Namek recovered quickly this time and when he reached Bardock he slammed his foot into the Sai-jin's head knocking him over and out. As he landed he turned his attention to Piccolo, his last remaining opponent.
The two stared each other down for a moment before charging in toward each other. Sanil ducked quickly under a punch from Piccolo then came back with his own that slammed across the Namek's jaw. He followed up with a knee to his face and then a kick to his stomach and ended with a point blank KI blast to his chest that knocked him back and down.
Piccolo rolled over onto his stomach and began to get back on his feet. "Still have some fight left?" Sanil said walking up to him. "Sorry, but I have other things I need to be doing." With that his foot shot out and smashed into Piccolo's head knocking him out. With a sigh and a crack of his neck he looked about the battle field. /Impressive warriors, the lot of them./ He looked back down at Piccolo. /So then, how do you know one of Father's attacks? Well, he might now./
Turning again he looked back at the ship. "Alright you idiots, get out here and take these guys into the hold." he ordered. Instantly soldiers began to file out of the ship and pick up the unconscious people.
"Leave... them... alone!" A voice cried raggedly from across the way.
Sanil turned and looked. Krillin was back on his feet but rather shaky as he stood there. Beside him was a young girl Sanil hadn't noticed before sitting next to the powerful child that had taken out Kamandur. Sanil started walking toward him unfolding his arms as he did. Krillin slid into a fighting stance as the Namek neared. A moment later he launched in again and Sanil merely backhanded him away sending him off into the city. Sanil continued up to where the two children were before finally coming to a stop.
"Stay away from me!" Videl yelled climbing to her feet. Sanil cocked an eyebrow as he felt her power spike up. She wasn't as powerful as the other child, not nearly, but she was stronger than a child had a right to be.
"Come quietly and we wont hurt them." Sanil said narrowing his eyes. He had question that he needed answered... and these warriors would be his answers.
Videl looked up at him cautiously. She'd never been in a real fight... "You promise?"
Sanil smiled lightly. "Sure kid." Videl's arms went down to her side and she lowered her head.