Author: Nadz
Email: vegitto02 at yahoo dot com

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DragonTek (Part I: The Invasion Saga)

Chapter 12 – A Long Road Ahead

"What do you mean 'Dagger has been destroyed?'" demanded Omega, furious at having lost one of his Tekkaman pets. 'I invested an enormous amount of energy in each one, and now I have lost two! This conquest is not going as smoothly as I have planned.'

"Lord Omega, Dagger and I had Blade beaten. Dagger himself had crushed the traitor's crystal, and Blade was completely defenseless. Everything was splendid until those two showed up," Spear answered, recalling the incident perfectly in his mind.

"What two?"

"I couldn't believe it, but it seemed like two humans in space suits. They were incredibly strong; one of them countered my Vol-tekka, and the other completely destroyed a bugger hive. The one that countered my attack tore Dagger to pieces and killed him. He was surrounded by this golden aura."

"Golden aura… And what did you do while he was killing Dagger?"

"Forgive me, Lord Omega. They were too strong. Had I intervened, they would have killed me as well. I realize I must be sounding like a coward now, but I knew there was nothing I could do against them then. That is why I came back to you, master."

"I admire your judgment, Spear. It was good that you returned and reported this to me."

"Sir?"

"Yes, I am glad. Most likely, they do not know that we are here, otherwise they would have arrived by now. I have decided to suspend our attack for a while. It would give them some time to rebuild part of their defenses, but it will certainly give us more time in strengthening our offense. More time will allow the developing Tekkamen to absorb more power, and it would give you time to enhance yourself in a Tekka-pod. Go now, and strengthen yourself. Do not emerge until I give you the order."

"As you wish, Lord Omega."

"Kenshin!" cried his mother Megumi as she hugged him with all of her strength. "Kenshin, what were you thinking? Are you alright? Where did you go?"

"I'm fine, okaasan," Kenshin replied, and he told everybody about the experience he had. He told them about Akira, Janemba, Bezel, and Alena. He even described his encounter with Prince Vegita and Piccolo. Everybody listened to his story in amazement as he spit out every last detail he remembered.

"I failed, otosan," Kenshin said dejectedly. "I allowed Grandfather to die and Bezel to escape with Alena. Now nobody knows where she is. Tekkaman Plague is on the loose, and he is sure to come here sometime. I failed when I had the chance to succeed."

"Kenshin," said Ichiro, standing in front of his child. "You did not fail. You tried your best, and that is what one can hope for many times. Now lift your chin up, son."

"Thank you, otosan," Kenshin said as he straightened his body. 'Alena….'

"You look beautiful in there," said Bezel as he peered into the Tekka-pod. Inside was a young woman, curled up in the fetal position. Her arms were wrapped around her legs, and her hands crossed at the head of her ankles. Her eyes were closed, and her forehead was resting on her knees. What was she thinking about? What was she feeling? Was she awake, or we she in a deep state of sleep? Every so often, the pod glowed a bright lavender color as the juices inside gently sloshed around its prisoner.

"My dear, one day you will emerge from the pod a perfect warrior, and you will have the honor of fulfilling my dream. You will be my protégé, and you will serve as my queen. The entire Radam nation will bow at your feet. I desire that day, sweet Alena… oh, how I desire the day when you, both a Saiya-jin and now Radam, will become unstoppable."

"… Yes, and that is where Vegita and I got our powers from," Goku informed Chief Freeman. The Saiya-jin boys had said that they would give details only if they spoke to him and Blade in private, and Freeman agreed to talk in a secure conference room.

"Can I ask you a question?" Freeman asked as he opened a binder. "These pictures were taken over a hundred years ago during the crisis called the Cell Game. Those two in there – they look just like you two. Are they your ancestors? All throughout these years, their identity has been a mystery to us."

"Yes, those are our ancestors, Son Goku and Prince Vegita. Both were full-blooded Saiya-jin," replied Vegita, who did not appreciate giving information about his family line. "You must keep this information to yourselves."

"Your secret is safe with us," said Freeman, smiling.

"Ok, Commander, our families must be getting worried about us, we must head off," said Goku.

"Thank you for your time and your help," replied the man. "Consider yourself welcome here at all times. We're like a family here. If you need anything, please feel free to stop by."

"Yeah, and thanks for recovering the pieces to my crystal," said Blade as he shook hands with Vegita and Goku. "Although it may serve no purpose anymore."

"Never give up hope," said Goku as they headed for the door. "And Commander, we realize that you have more knowledge about the technology and strategy involved. We have strength, but that alone won't win this war successfully. We want to offer our help during your missions."

"Of course," Freeman responded. "Here is how I will contact you…"

A small spaceship started passing through the Asteroid Belt as it headed towards Earth. Inside, the ship was dark and silent; most of the crew had been instructed to get their much-needed rest. The leader chose against a respite; instead, he busied himself by rubbing a cloth on a small piece of red glass.

'That should do it,' he thought as he held the glass up to the window. 'Just like new.'

The man reattached the glass piece to a strip of metal, which itself was attached at the other end to an earpiece large enough to cover his entire ear. A few tightened screws later made him grin as he attached the scouter to his left ear. Looking outside the window, he enjoyed the distant stars that shined their light. He loved stars, those gargantuan spheres of gas. What amazed him was that he could see their luminance even if they had exploded millions of years ago.

"Master," a deep voice interrupted his thoughts. "I must admit that your plan is quite clever."

The leader chuckled in response.

"Aki, this is entirely my fault," whispered Blade as he sat down next to her bed. "I couldn't protect you when you needed my help, and that is why you got hurt. I was so overconfident in my own abilities that I didn't anticipate what happened today. I'm so sorry that you had to suffer for my mistake."

Blade reached out and caressed Aki's hand, wishing for his friend to get better. She had been attached to a respirator, and the doctor had placed many wires into her body. She hadn't regained consciousness ever since the crash. The sight of her condition brought only sadness to Blade's eyes.

"You wanted me to stay, Aki…" he squeezed her hand. "I'll stay with you."

The man continued his vigil by her bedside, praying for her to open her eyes and see the world again.

End of DragonTek Part I: The Invasion Saga

Author's Notes: So, what did you think? Didn't expect Bezel to be Plague, huh? And did you like the cameos for Vegita Sr. and Piccolo? Not to mention, Janemba? Please write a review or send me an e-mail, letting me know what you think! I would love to hear from you. :)

DragonTek Part II coming soon! (under this same title)