Author: Nadz
Email: vegitto02 at yahoo dot com

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DragonTek (Part I: The Invasion Saga)

Chapter 02 – Radam Arrival

"You're too slow; move faster!" barked Ichiro as Kenshin tried to strike his father again with his sword. Kenshin went for the legs, but Ichiro jumped and kicked his son square in the face. Kenshin slammed backwards against the wall of the training room and held his nose.

"Otosan (father), that hurt!" cried the youth as he staggered forward.

"A Saiya-jin complaining about pain?" jeered Ichiro. With that, he shot an energy blast at his son. Kenshin projected chi onto his sword and blocked the attack. He threw the sword at his father, who jumped and saw son appear above him. The boy came down to strike with his heel, but Ichiro grabbed his foot and slammed his son into the floor. Kenshin extended his hand and released a chi blast point-blank at the man, who released his son's foot and ducked in the nick of time.

"Kenshin, that was too dangerous!" barked Ichiro, known for his strict discipline and unbendingly traditional behavior. That last attack could have seriously hurt him, and he was steaming.

"I'm sorry otosan… Argh!" grunted Kenshin as Ichiro grabbed his son's legs and threw him towards the ceiling. The boy's back smashed against the metal above, and the vibrations spread through his body. Kenshin used his chi to float down back onto the floor.

"Never let your guard down!" Ichiro scolded, and Kenshin flew towards his sword. He was about to reach its hilt when Ichiro appeared in front of him and kicked him away. His father shook his head.

"A fighter should depend on nothing but himself. Your forefathers never depended on weapons."

"Not true," muttered Kenshin, straightening his white gi. "What about great-grandpa Trunks?"

"Trunks used his sword but could fight without relying on it."

"You're just saying all this because you're jealous," Kenshin tried to keep from smiling.

"Of you?" his father spat, used to the playful back talk his son spewed during training.

"You know that if I used my sword style, I would beat you for sure. You can't handle that."

"Stop dreaming, boy," sneered Ichiro. "You watch too much anime."

With a smile, Kenshin powered up and charged towards his old man.

"Good night, Kenshin. You have school tomorrow," as Ichiro turned towards his own bedroom.

"Good night, otosan," said Kenshin as he entered his room and climbed into his bed. Kenshin's childhood was one that was filled with hardship and discipline. His father had been one of strict training and practice. Ever since he was little, his father forced him to train excruciatingly. The youth couldn't understand why he had to work so much harder than the other kids he grew up around. He could remember so many times when he had to train while his friends played. His mother made him study so hard as well.

All the kids at school considered him the class nerd, and he couldn't do a single thing about it since Ichiro told him never to display his strength and skill. During baseball in gym class, he would have to purposely strike out or get a walk; the slightest contact with the ball could easily result in a home run.

He had spent many a night thinking, 'Why can't I do the things the others do?'

There was that one friend who had understood him; she was his best friend for a while. They were so open and could trust each other with anything. She was the only other normal person that had known of his powerful abilities, yet she had not mentioned it to anybody. Kenshin truly cared about her, and she did so for him. He pulled the covers over his head, remembering the time she had suddenly left without telling him. That had hurt him a lot; it hurt him so much that he began to shut himself off from others. To keep his mind off of her, he continued to study and train with his katana blade with increased intensity.

Although he liked using his sword, he had a small dread for training because his father fought with him so harshly. He knew that he needed the intense training for getting stronger, but he always wondered, 'Why do I need to be this strong?' It was not as if the burden of protecting the Earth was his alone – he had cousins that could fight alongside him. He had no intention of being a grand hero; he wished only to live a normal life like any other youth his age. Yet, his powers didn't allow him to live at the level of freedom he desired. There was always a fear that his abilities would be discovered. It was such a small rule by which to live, but it was so frustrating to execute.

"Why do I have to put up with all this?" he muttered as he drifted off to sleep.

'I've only passed Mars; this is not good. I have to reach in time,' the young man thought as he looked outside the window of his small pod. 'If they get there before I do, the Earth is in big trouble.'

The man closed his eyes and tightened his fists. The space pod headed silently towards Earth.

Tekkaman Omega awakened from his rest, flashing his burning red eyes. The time for action had arrived. He looked at the ceiling above him and observed one of the Tekka-pods pulsing with pinkish light.

"Yes, it is time. Be born before your master," said Omega with dark glee. Several moments later, the organic pod ripped open as the viscous ooze began to drip towards the floor of the main chamber. In the heart of the ooze was an indiscernible shape that was almost insect-like. The ooze finally splashed on the ground, and the shape inside of it rose to its feet, rubbing off the remains of the pod's lavender juice.

"Welcome, Dagger. The process was successful; you are now complete," gloated Omega. Dagger was Omega's first Tekkaman, an organism covered with external metallic armor and quantum weaponry, impenetrable and destructive to anybody in its path. But underneath the armor, Dagger was a human being.

"Omega, I can feel the power granted to me. Only days ago I was ordinary," he replied. "You have helped me evolve to a greater stage, a level far superior to that of those pathetic humans."

"Yes, and these pathetic humans are the ones we are to exterminate," said Omega.

"It shall be done. With the power given to me by the Radam, I will make short work of any sort of resistance they will assemble," gloated the Tekkaman. "Nothing can stop a being as enhanced as me."

"Do not be so overconfident. The Tekkaman known as Blade escaped from this ship before the brainwashing process had been completed. He will cause you trouble, but I am sure you can handle that?"

"Do not worry, Lord Omega. I will make short work of this traitor. Given our forces, what can a solitary Tekkaman do against our numbers?" Dagger reasoned.

"He may be a traitor, but he is a Tekkaman, and he may have full powers. Do not underestimate him, for he may possess the same strength as you do," the Warlord warned. "Regardless, in the next twenty Earth hours, I want you to begin the invasion. Our first target will be the Orbital Ring that wraps around the Earth. Destroy everybody in it, for we shall use its power generators to re-charge our bugger army. Then I want you to organize the main invasion and send this massive army to wreak classical havoc."

"Lord Omega, I will have the creatures attack every major city and military base first," came the reply. "If Blade gets in the way, I will finish him for sure. You have no reason to fret, my master."

"Good. You now have your mission. Do not fail me, especially since you consider yourself so capable of victory," ordered Omega as he dematerialized from the chamber.

Ten Hours Later…

"Rise and shine, Alena!" said Mina as she shook her roommate awake. Alena had fallen asleep after she had finished talking with Goku. She rubbed her eyes and looked sleepily at the alarm clock.

'Eleven thirty?' she asked herself weakly. 'Oh no, I slept too much!'

The semester at Alena's university had not ended yet. Her next and last final exam was scheduled for Friday, two days away. She was studying Chemical Engineering, one of the most difficult majors. She was prepared for the exam, however, for she had been studying for days. Mina had been studying for days for her Mechanical Engineering finals as well. The two roommates were very much alike – both enjoyed technical fields and even participated in similar activities. They like playing tennis and loved to stay fit.

Mina was a little over five feet in height. She had darker skin and brown hair; along with a cute face, guys thought that she had a great body. Yet, she was annoyed with many of them, for they would only want to hook up with her and not take her seriously for her character. Alena was not too different – she too was found to be eye-catching by many guys, especially Son Goku. Her legs were very strong, and she had the shapely calves to show it. Her waist was trim, and her muscles were hardly noticeable for a girl of her strength. Her face had the slightest hint of being chiseled, and her looks along with her naturally dark-purple hair allowed her to compete with her roommate in terms of attractiveness. Alena yawned.

"Come on Alena, if you don't wake up, you're going to miss lunch," Mina nudged.

The two girls tried to enter the dining hall quietly and inconspicuously, but they failed miserably.

"Hi, Alena! I've been waiting for you," called Michael, approaching the two girls as they were about to enter the lunch-line. "Don't worry! Lunch is on me today."

"Thanks, Michael, but fuck off."

"Uh… I…" stammered Michael as the other people in line chuckled. Alena's cranky mood reflected the fact that she was still feeling sleepy – not to mention that Goku had distracted her last night. Worse yet, this Michael character had been pestering her for the past week. He had tried to call her and get friendly with her; in other words, he was being a nuisance – and he'd made her patience run thin.

"I was thinking…" he continued, clearing his throat. "Well, there's a concert coming up, and…"

"I already told you I'm busy with studying," Alena cut him short, wishing that he would leave.

"But the concert is the day after finals are over," he pleaded, following her as she got into the line.

'Can a guy be any more thickheaded?' thought Alena, clenching her jaw in annoyance, only to relax and return an innocent smile. "Well, Michael… since you said it was after exams…"

The young man's face began to brighten she looked into his eyes.

"Sure!" she nodded. "I'll be happy to go with you!"

"You will?" he asked excitedly.

"BUT… to be fair, I should give you the warning I give every other guy."

"What's that?" he bit his lip.

"If a guy pisses me off during the date or lets me get bored for even a moment…" Alena said, taking two grapes from a fruit bowl and pausing. With a smirk, she squashed them between her fingers.

"Uh… I see…" he said, his face losing color. The other guys in the lunch-line quickly turned their heads away, suddenly feeling sorry for the poor chap. Michael took several steps back.

"Well… I guess I'll… um, give you a call then," he stammered, turning around and almost bumping into Alena's friend, Hamato. Hamato gave Alena a questioning look as Michael scurried away.

Mina, Alena, and Hamato sat down at a circular table, ready to dig into their lunches.

"So, how've you two been? Studying hard?" asked the young man with a smile.

"Oh, a little, I guess," replied Alena as she turned towards her right. "Hi, Aya! Hi, Ben!"

"Hey Alena," the couple replied in unison as they sat down with their friends.

"So, when do you all finish finals?" asked Ben, handling his rice with his chopsticks.

"Friday, can you believe it? On the last possible day of the semester!" complained Alena.

"Thursday for me… I'll just party Thursday night," said Mina happily.

"Not in our room," Alena shot back with a smile.

"Hey, I was thinking about taking a study break later on today," Ben interrupted. "Why don't we all head over to the gym at four? We'll have a good workout."

"Yeah, we should all go. You said you're done studying anyway, right?" asked Hamato.

"That's all you guys think about – girls and muscles. And the only reason you want big muscles is so that you can show them to other girls," teased Aya, flashing a smile to her boyfriend. Ben only laughed.

"Alright, let's make it a date," said Alena, taking another bite.

"Jesus, Alena, you're pretty strong," said Ben in shock, two big sweat drops appearing on his head. "Not many girls I know can bench more than sixty pounds, let alone one hundred."

'God, this is so easy,' Alena thought. 'If I showed them my real strength, I could clobber this weight. I can only imagine the look on their faces.'

"Whew, that was tough," she whistled. Aya and Mina were at a loss for words.

"Alena, you just did ten reps of a hundred pounds, and I don't see you sweating a drop," said Hamato with his mouth gaping open. Once again, Alena remembered why she avoided coming to the gym. She could put all of the guys there to shame, save for three other males near her age.

"Yeah, girl, you're going to have a tough time finding a guy. Men – if you're stronger than them, that just scares them away," said Aya, contorting her face.

"No worries, Aya. There's always Michael," teased Mina, and Alena quickly glared at her. Mina was the only one of Alena's friends who knew that she was seeing Goku. Because she couldn't share that knowledge with anyone else, she enjoyed teasing her roommate about having relationships with other guys.

"Ok, just kidding," Mina retracted her statement with smile.

"Yeah, and if nothing else works out, there's your brother's friend Goku. He looks really cute in those pictures," said Aya, and Mina tried to stifle a chuckle. "Hey, wait… is something going on here I should know about, Alena?"

The Saiya-jin tried to hide her smile.

Ben was on his last set of dumbbell press when the building suddenly, but violently, shook.

"What the hell!" he blurted, accidentally losing his grip on the weights. Alena, with her lightning quick speed, saved them from falling on him and softly placed them on the ground.

"Oh my god, it's an earthquake!" yelled Aya as everybody in the gym began screaming. She tried to find a doorway and place herself beneath it. However, the door attached to the hinge nearby swung hard, knocking into her. Aya moaned as she fell forward. Alena helped her back to her feet, and the dreadful tingling that Alena had been feeling recently through her chi had now evolved into a full-blown fear.

"Can't be an earthquake," muttered Alena as she ran to the exit. "We would've been warned."

The girl stopped short upon hearing the beastly roars and the terrified cries of people outside.

"Alena, come back, don't go outside!" yelled Mina as she balanced herself against the wall.

"Find cover! I'll be fine!" yelled Alena as she ran out the door. What she saw made her freeze in horror. Dozens of gigantic monstrous bug-like creatures were falling from the sky. They were eating away at the buildings, crushing houses, and slaughtering terrified people who were attempting to escape.

She witnessed one bugger whip out a tentacle-like tongue that wrapped itself around a student's neck. The young man gasped for air, and his face turned blue. Before Alena could reach him, the creature harshly retracted its tentacle, ripping the man's head off his neck. The Saiya-jin girl watched in disgust as the student's body fell to the ground, and she almost gagged upon seeing the creature crush its victim's skull. These creatures had begun murdering the helpless and the unarmed. Local law enforcement was faring no better; bullets and laser blasts seemed to hardly have an effect. They too became bloody victims.

'Oh dear God, please help me fight them.' Alena charged up and flew towards the closest bugger. She was about to punch its head when it fired a red venomous juice at her. Alena evaded in time, and she turned around to witness the juice collide with and explode several cars parked behind her.

'That stuff is like liquid dynamite!' she thought, turning to the creature before her. It raised its claw to trap her, but she sliced right through it and shot the creature with a chi blast. The attack drilled straight through the monster's head and through its large body. However, it didn't simply die; rather, it imploded into strange lavender-colored ooze that sloshed around on the ground.

'What are these things?' she whispered in her mind. Another bugger came from behind to attack her, but she turned around and blasted it to hell. Hundreds of these things were around, terrorizing and killing those below. Alena tried her best to destroy as many as she possibly could, but more and more kept arriving. Too many of these monsters had begun to attack her quickly in succession; she didn't have an opportunity to gather energy for a blast that could wipe out the lot of them.

'If only I could become a Super Saiya-jin like my brother,' she wished, feeling sick in her stomach.