Author: Nadz
Email: vegitto02 at yahoo dot com

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DragonTek (Part II: The Blood Saga)

Chapter 15 – Explanation

"You didn't look like you could be hurt that easily," smirked the girl.

"I'm surprised that you're not surprised. Who are you, anyway?" demanded Vegita.

"My name is Saki," she said, leaning against a wooden pillar. "And your name?"

"Vegita."

"Vegita?" the girl repeated suspiciously. 'I see, so you're his direct descendant, named after him.'

"So," started Vegita, looking over to a silent Mr. Matano. "You want a Dragonball from him?"

"No," Saki smirked. "I just like to kidnap random people and hold them at gunpoint."

"Fair enough," he chuckled. "Tell me then – what is a Dragonball, and what do you do with it?"

"You, a descendant of Vegita, don't know what a Dragonball is?" asked Saki incredulously.

"Oh, of course I do!" Vegita sneered. "But I just like asking you even though I already know."

"Alright, kill the sarcasm," she returned. "Why don't you go ask your father? He can tell you."

"Wrong," frowned Vegita, narrowing his eyes. "Because of the aliens, my father is no more."

"I'm sorry," said the girl in a softer tone, and several awkward seconds passed until she looked at him again. "A Dragonball is a small orange sphere, slightly larger than a baseball. There are seven in all spread around the Earth, each having a specific number of star-shapes in them in order to identify them. The one-star ball contains, obviously, one star in it. The two-star ball has two stars. You get the idea."

"Wonderful," he muttered, earning a slight scowl from her. "So what do you do with them?"

"When you collect all seven balls and utter a magic phrase, a dragon named Shenron appears," she explained, watching him. "He grants you any two wishes you want – almost like a genie in a lamp."

Several seconds of silence passed; Vegita only raised his eyebrow as he looked at the girl. Saki frowned in response, and the young man could not control his emotions any longer. Within moments, the serious expression on his face transformed into one of hilarity.

"Do you really expect me to believe that crap?" Vegita uttered between his laughs.

"Damn, you're rude," came the sharp return. "Fine, then don't believe it. Since you think it's bogus, then there's no reason for you to be here. You might as well leave now."

"You know I won't do that," Vegita calmed down, biting his lip to keep himself from another outburst. "But this does make me curious. Supposing what you say is true, what would you wish for?"

"You really think I would tell you?" she retorted. "You know, you've distracted me enough. I'm going to get his Dragonball, and you better stay out of my way. Got it?"

"Nope," said the young man as he stepped between Mr. Matano and Saki. Saki scowled at Vegita, who just grinned at her. With lightning quick speed, Saki kicked the Saiya-jin hard in the gut. Vegita fell to his knee as he held his stomach in pain. He couldn't believe that this girl had such power; even her chi level had seemed very low. Saki looked down at Vegita and grabbed him with her right hand. He took advantage as he grabbed her arm for balance and swept her legs out from under her. She fell on right on top of him; her body was pressed right on top of his as he lay on his back. Their faces were distanced only by several inches. A brief pause ensued with them looking in each other's eyes. Saki snapped to attention and got up. A dreamy Vegita didn't even notice himself getting thrown into the wall.

"Don't you ever do that again to me," she said, obviously vexed. He rubbed the back of his head, which had taken the majority of the impact. Saki turned towards her captive and grabbed him by his throat.

"If you don't tell me where that Dragonball is, I will make sure you never talk again," she warned.

"The Dragonball is in the hidden safe in my car's trunk," Mr. Matano blurted, ready to cooperate.

"Good," she replied as she hit him on the head, knocking him unconscious. She untied the balding man and undid his blindfold. Vegita got up, surprised to see that she didn't dispose of him. Saki turned.

"Come on, Vegita," she smirked. "You knew that I never intended to take his life."

Before he could respond, the girl spread her hands on the side of her face and flashed her eyes. The Saiya-jin raised his eyebrow in wonder but was soon blinded by the intense bright light that burst forth from her person. Vegita cursed to himself – her attractiveness had made him completely lower his guard.

"See ya' later," said a jovial Saki, quickly leaping out of the window and racing towards her captive's car. She opened trunk of his vehicle and smashed open the safe with ease. The girl marveled the orange ball in her hand as it sparkled with the sunlight. Before Vegita could regain his vision, she disappeared into a nearby crowd.

"Goku," Pan said as she slowly hung up the phone. "Anita has been murdered."

The young man suddenly looked up from his snack, eyeing his own grandmother.

"Obaasan," his stunned voice replied. "You can't be serious."

"That's not all," she replied in a stern voice. "They found the word 'blood' written on the wall next to her. The police found no suspects and no weapon, just as with the three previous killings. The only evidence they had was what Megumi saw – a bolt of light that burst through her window and into the sky."

"What the hell?" the young man asked incredulously.

"I don't know, Goku," she sighed. "At least we should go to Ichiro's house and console them."

"Poor Kenshin and Nio," Goku quietly responded. "Losing two of their grandparents."

"Commander Freeman," Galt said. "When you get your Tekkaman back online again, we'll commence with our next mission, an extremely critical operation. We will need your help, of course."

"What is the plan?" Freeman asked, sitting at the round table. He was in the chambers of a private conference room at Allied Military Headquarters. The military had a scheme cooking, which would set back any imminent Radam attack hopefully. Around him sat other military leaders, waiting to hear Galt.

"With the two-week break we've enjoyed," Galt started, "we've been able to do some analysis. It seems that the buggers feed on the power supplied by the four main generators on the Orbital Ring. Our plan will be to destroy those generators, thus eliminating the buggers' main energy source. It will prevent their young from maturing, and they will soon die from lack of energy. The operation is called Sunset."

"As you know, the Orbital Ring is split into 48,000 sections. The generators are located on sections 0, 12,000, 24,000, and 36,000 – like the four 'corners' of a circle. The Radam have built their outpost between sections six and seven thousand. Thus, the plan is to create a diversion that attacks this outpost. Two diversionary units, teams Queen and King, will openly attack the Radam outpost."

"King team will attack from within the Ring. They will get there by taking the elevators located within the pillars that stretch from the planet surface to the Ring. Queen will attack from outside the Ring, in space. They will be comprised of an assortment of fighter craft, while King team will have only troops."

"After they have engaged the enemy, a secret unit, team Ace, will be responsible for destroying the generators. Team Ace will consist of four fighter craft – Spade, Club, Heart, and Diamond. Each of these fighters will fly to one of the four sections containing a generator. While King and Queen continue to distract the enemy, soldiers from each Ace team will plant explosives to destroy the generators. Upon completion of setting the explosives, everybody will pull out. We will then detonate these explosives."

"What will you need my team for?" asked Freeman.

"Ah, the Space Knights," paused Galt, "will lead Queen group. They will serve as a diversion, especially your Tekkaman, once he is fixed."

"My team is almost done in fixing him. I see, so Blade will be able to handle himself against all those attacking buggers, making it easier for the men of King squad to fight and survive."

"Gentlemen, this operation will commence tomorrow at noon. Assemble your teams and brief them well. For this operation to be a success, no single part can fail."

"Aki, I wanted to let you know that I'll be going on the mission tomorrow. Honda and Levin have finished the Pegas, a robot that will allow me to transform again," said Blade, standing by her bedside.

"Blade, be careful. You know how much Earth needs you," Aki smiled. "I wish I could help."

"Just stay here and rest. Everything will be alright," he assured her.

"Saki, what took you so long?" asked the leader as he sat on the rock. His team was still in the middle of the woods, resting as night approached. He had sent her a week ago in order to find a single Dragonball. She slowly emerged from behind a tree and smiled.

"Brother, I have something that you want dearly. Here it is – the three-star Dragonball," she smiled as she held out the gleaming sphere. Shinjo marveled at its beauty and its shine. He turned to smile to his sister, always cunning and competent. Now that she had found one ball, finding the rest would not be too difficult. Shinjo took the ball from her hand and held it close to his face. His scouter beeped as it calibrated itself using the ball's energy.

It had been a couple of hours since Goku and Pan had arrived at Kenshin's house.

"I cannot believe it," cried Ichiro. "In this period, when people should be helping one another recover from the enemy invasion, somebody is doing something so vile."

"I know," said Pan. "To commit an act against such a loving person…"

Her words were interrupted when the doorbell rang. Megumi went to answer it, but Kenshin stepped in her way, insisting that he open it. The boy walked carefully towards the door and peered through the peephole, only to drop his jaw.

"Oh my god," he whispered, his body frozen.

"Who is it, Kenshin?" asked Ichiro, walking towards his son. Kenshin broke out of his daze and opened the door slowly, revealing the figure of an attractive girl. Everybody there gasped in surprise.

"Alena!" whispered an ecstatic Goku.

"I didn't know where I was," Alena said, showing them her green irises. "Sometime after Bezel kidnapped me and went through that portal, I woke up and found myself in the middle of the woods. I was so lost, so scared. I didn't know what day it was or how long I had been unconscious. All I remembered is that I had to get back to my family. This was the closest place."

Goku stared at her with a beaming face, his love for her so apparent. He was so happy to see her back safely that he wished to give her a big hug and a kiss, but it would be disrespectful to the late Anita.

"We have some bad news, Alena," Pan said. "A vile person has taken Anita's life. Nobody knows the identity of the murderer, but this person has killed three others."

"My god," whispered the girl, contorting her face. "This is terrible… why did they do it?"

"I wish we knew," replied Kenshin, looking directly at her. "But when I find out who it is…"

Alena slightly narrowed her eyes at her cousin but was distracted as Goku's watch beeped.

"Goku, Vegita," said the voice as Chief Freeman's face appeared on the watch's screen. "We have an important mission to complete, and we are going to need both of your help. First I ask that you both go to a different room so that I can speak to you both without having anybody listening."

"Don't worry, Commander," Goku said. "Everybody here is my family; no need to worry."

"Very well," Freeman said before explaining to Goku the details of the mission. Goku and Vegita's tasks were to watch from a distance and protect Ace squad from any sort of unexpected attack. They both listened to the full details of their assignments and agreed. Alena, sitting quietly next to Goku, paid attention to every word.

Vegita peeled a banana as he brooded in his kitchen. Night had fallen, and his mother had fallen asleep. He wondered who this Saki girl was and why she had wanted those Dragonballs so badly. He couldn't stop thinking about this girl, who had so easily distracted him and used his vulnerable state to trash him. Of course, he had hardly used his strength, but he still should have been able to defend himself against someone who possessed such a low fighting power in comparison to his. His watched beeped, and the young man noticed it was from Chief Freeman, who soon filled him in on details of the mission.

Goku looked up at the star-lit sky, admiring the beauty of the hundreds of balls of light that shined their light through space. He turned his head and looked at Alena, sitting on the front porch next to him. He was ecstatic to see her back; this was what he was waiting for two whole weeks.

"Alena, I can't even begin to describe my happiness," said Goku softly as he touched her hand. He looked into her eyes, which sparkled an emerald green. "I'm so glad that you're back."

"I missed you, Son Goku," replied Alena, looking directly at him. She remembered that she once had a relationship with this young man, but it seemed so distant for some reason. She was now a Radam, and he was clearly the enemy. Yet she felt drawn towards him; she couldn't control it. What kind of power did he have that he could control her like this? She breathed heavily as Goku brought his face closer to hers; she brought hers closer to his. His hands touched her cheeks as their lips met in a soft, gentle kiss. For the first time in two weeks, she felt human again. She closed her eyes, enjoying the moment.

'You're not one of them. You belong to us,' a voice snapped in her mind. Alena felt frightened as she looked into the darkness of her closed eyes, recognizing that the voice was her own. In front of her, a mask slowly appeared, lighting a glowing red eye. It was nothing but her true, Radam identity. It had been taking a short repose, but now it had come back in order to control her again. It was back to possess her body. She felt her humanity slipping away once again; she felt it slipping more… and more… and more, until the small blue flame of her humanity faded.

Alena opened her eyes, looking at the man still kissing her. She softly pulled away.

"Goku, I have to leave now," Alena whispered. "My family awaits me."

"Yes, please go to them; they miss you a lot," he smiled gently as he pulled something out of his pocket. It was a folded piece of paper.

"What is that?"

"It's a sketch I drew of you," he answered. "You have no idea how much I missed you."

"It's very nice," she smiled, admiring the drawing.

"Take it as a welcome-back present. I want you to have it."

"Thank you," she nodded, accepting the work of art. The young woman gave her love a final hug before taking off to the sky. Goku watched her, his heart now relieved.

"So, Alena, your previous mission must have been fairly easy to accomplish," said Bezel's holographic image, which stood a little less than two feet tall. While Bezel had given her assignments, he had stayed in the comfort of Omega's flagship, just outside Earth's solar system. He continued to make his transmissions from there.

"Bezel-sama," Alena said to him, back in her little cave. "She was too easy a target; there was no challenge at all. Even Kenshin and his father were not there to stop me."

"Do you feel sorry for what you did?" Bezel asked.

"I don't think so," she replied hesitantly.

"You don't think so?" Bezel asked, narrowing his eyes.

"No. No, I don't," she said, tightening her jaw. "I'm glad that that Saiya-jin breeder is dead."

"Good," said Bezel, relaxing his eyes. "But one thing concerns me. Why did you take so long to establish a transmission?"

"I did a little bit of spying, and I found out something very interesting."

"Oh, like what?"

"The Earth military is planning to attack the Orbital Ring and wipe out the buggers' energy source. Goku and my brother will be helping them," she smiled as she informed him of all the details. "So, Bezel-sama, this sounds like we can help Omega out a little bit. Perhaps I get to do other things than murder helpless old ladies?"

"Perhaps you might," he smiled thinly, pleased with his servant.

An hour later…

"Alena!" cried Viyolita, giving her daughter a long, tearful hug. The girl returned the emotional embrace, completely aware that her visit to her residence was nothing but a ploy. She had already made her presence known to Goku. Had she not returned to her house, everybody would have suspected something. Alena feinted a tearful smile as she felt her mother tussling her hair. The young woman looked over to her brother, who had collapsed into a chair with joyful relief.

"You've come home, Alena," Viyolita continued to sob. "You've come home."

"I am here to stay, okaasan," replied Alena, holding her mother tightly.

A little while later…

"I'm so sorry that you had to go through all of that," whispered Vegita, hearing his sister's account of what had transpired. After Viyolita had peacefully gone to sleep, the two twins continued their long conversation at the dining table. Alena took another sip from the hot chocolate her brother had specially made before continuing.

"I hope you don't mind, oniisan," she started, "but I don't wish to get involved in the war now."

"No," he shook his head. "You deserve to rest well after what you have been through."

"Thank you," she smiled, taking another sip. Several seconds of silence followed.

"I will be gone for a large part of tomorrow," he broke the silence. "But don't worry, though. I should be back by the evening. Right now, you should get your sleep."

'Yes, Vegita, I should get my rest,' she said to herself, 'for tomorrow will certainly be a busy day.'

Omega played back the transmission he received from his flagship. He couldn't believe his ears; how could his fleet, from so far away, have gotten such information? Omega had just been informed of the Earth military's plan on attacking the generators on the Orbital Ring. If they were to succeed, the effects on the Radam would be severe. Omega had been rebuilding his bugger herd by using the Ring's energy. In the past two weeks, he had already created five full hives; he needed five more in order to lay the final attack on the planet. Yet, it would not be a smooth pass – those two Saiya-jin boys were still a threat to his plans. He would need more manpower in order to ensure success.

"Spear, you have enjoyed two full weeks in the pod," grumbled Omega. "You should have come to more than normal strength by now. Emerge at once!"

With the command from the Warlord, Spear slowly made his way out from the fleshy pod. Larger and stronger than before, the Tekkaman admired his refurbished body. The Radam Warlord narrowed his eyes, and the Tekka-pod on the other side of the room proceeded to glow. Spear turned to watch in excited anticipated, for he would be alone no more during the battles to come.

Moments later, the pod burst open as its juices poured to the floor. From it emerged a new Tekkaman, his black and red armor reflecting the light emanating from the surrounding pods. The new warrior stepped onto the ground, looking at the long, red, deadly spikes protruding from his toes. The man underneath the evil armor smiled, only to flash a scarlet eye at his master.

"Saber," Omega rasped. "You are the greatest Tekkaman I have created, and now… your time… has come."