Author: Nadz
Email: vegitto02 at yahoo dot com

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DragonTek (Part II: The Blood Saga)

Chapter 26 – What Destiny Awaits?

"Well, what is it? I won't wait for your decision forever," Alena chuckled, but Galt refused to answer. With a quick stroke of his hand, he jabbed the Tekkaman's knee with the lance. However, it had no effect – his power was so weak in comparison to hers that the weapon only bounced off harmlessly.

"That wasn't very nice," she said, "or smart, either."

She soon turned him upright and seized her lance from his hand. She grabbed him by the collar and brought his face very close to her mask. Galt watched in fear as she flashed him a red eye, and he struggled to get free. Blood laughed and threw him towards the wall on the far side, and the man watched helplessly as the metal speedily approached him.

BANG! The noise echoed as he collided with the solid steel wall. He had used his hands to absorb most of the impact, and his head remained mostly intact. As he bounced off, Blood grabbed him and lodged her own lance horizontally into the wall. She kicked Galt hard in the rear, and he flew to the other side where he had originally been standing. Blood caught up with him and grabbed the General again. Below, all the men watched the display in silence.

"General, you should've taken the leg… you could've replaced it with a peg… but because you chose to incite me, it's now too late to beg!" she roared as she flung him back towards the steel wall. This time, he watched in true terror as the wall, and the jagged lance jutting out from it, approached him quickly.

"NO!" Galt roared as he got closer and closer… and shrieked in agony as he collided with the lance, feeling it tear through his torso and out of his backside. His body continued to slide along the length of the lance until he smashed into the wall, crushing his ribs and face. His head slumped, and his arms dropped to his side. He helplessly hung there and felt himself bleeding to death. Blood dislodged her lance from the wall, with Galt stuck on it at the other end. She playfully whipped it like a fishing rod, flinging him off. Blood smirked as she watched Galt sail through the air and fall towards the floor thirty feet below. He crashed through the computer terminals and lay still on his back, blood dripping out of his mouth.

"Now, who's next?" Alena asked loudly. All of the personnel began to scramble and run for their lives screaming, but Alena gleefully swooped down after them. The room quickly turned into a war zone.

'Bezel-sama is waiting or me. I shouldn't waste any more time,' she said as she stood still in the air. She took her moments to gather energy, and she finally unleashed another Final Flash attack, this one far bigger than her last. She watched in glee as the entire complex exploded in an instant. People were immediately vaporized, as was any blood that was spilled.

'Mission accomplished… relatively. I don't know where Kenshin and those other Space Knight personnel escaped, but they are not very important. If we could take care of Goku and Vegita, Kenshin will be easy to handle,' she thought, observing the warmth of the surrounding sunlight. Blood looked downwards and smiled at the smoldering rubble of Allied Military Headquarters.

'I'm sure they have hidden levels below, but I don't care. I succeeded in giving them a scare.'

Blood grinned in satisfaction as she flew away.

"So, Omega, I see you've done a fitting job raising these Tekkamen of yours," Bezel commented as he strolled around the main chamber of Omega's moon base vessel. He noticed three pods that had been ripening, ready to hatch soon. Spear and Saber stood upright and with full attention close by. Bezel turned towards the two new pods that occupied the room and chuckled as he glimpsed at its inhabitants.

"Lord Plague, are you transforming these two into new Tekkamen?" Omega asked.

"No," came the reply. "Goku and Vegita are far too powerful for the Tek-system to handle. If I tried to convert them, they would reject the process, reject the fail-safe mechanism, and probably even melt down the entire system. That is why they will not be transformed. Alena was much weaker than them at the time of her conversion, and thus she was able to go through the process."

"They why have you placed them in there?"

"These pods are a new invention of mine; they serve only to drain their occupants' energy. After all, two of the four power generators on the Orbital Ring have been destroyed, haven't they? These two young men would serve as excellent energy sources for your army. Their immense power could also be used to strengthen your Tekkamen servants."

"Excellent idea, my Lord," the mighty Omega bowed his head. "How does it work?"

"Well, the pod will first drain its inhabitant's energy until it is depleted from the man's body, thereby bringing the host close to the point of death. The inhabitant will then be fed nutrients and given time in order to recover. The process would keep repeating itself, over and over. Soon, the host's body will wear out and die, so this process is only finite. There were a few kinks I couldn't solve."

"Won't they be able to escape?"

"Not if we maintain the Wave Distortion Field on them at all times. They'll continue to exist in a state of blurred dizziness, and they will hardly realize what is happening to them. Poor boys, being forced into slavery and exploitation at such a young age," Bezel chuckled.

"Thank you for your help, Lord Plague," Omega said, and a long pause ensued. Omega looked at the small being in front of him and wondered how he could possibly be alive after a thousand Earth years. He had expressed his curiosity previously to Bezel, but the Radam King had evaded the question. Hopefully, he would answer this time.

"Lord Plague, if I may ask, how is it that you are still alive after all this time?"

"Omega, I did not every truly die," Bezel lied. He did not wish to go through the complicated explanation of how he actually returned to the plane of the living. "My body had been kept in a state of suspended animation. I was woken only recently, and your flagship was the first I approached."

"Thank you, Lord Plague," Omega said. Bezel only smiled to himself.

"Bezel-sama," a female voice said. Bezel turned the volume high on his communicator and looked at the holographic image of Alena, who delivered him the good news. Everything that she could destroy had indeed been destroyed.

"Excellent work, Alena," he praised her.

"What should I do now, Bezel-sama?"

"You are free to roam until I give you further instructions," Bezel switched off the transmitter.

"She is a good servant to you," chuckled Omega.

'Yes, she is indeed a valuable asset,' Bezel smirked.

"Oh, no," Noal muttered as he lowered the Blue Earth next to the remains of the Space Knight base. Climbing out of the craft and walking towards the rubble, Noal felt a nauseating feeling creep into his stomach upon witnessing the crushed corpses that littered the area. Many lucky ones had escaped, but a larger portion was not so fortunate. They had been slaughtered without mercy – killed without hesitation.

The Space Knight walked through the rubble, almost puking upon seeing the horrible deaths inflicted by Tekkaman Blood. One particular body caught his attention, causing him to fall weakly to his knees. Tears rolled from his moist eyes as he saw the mangled body of Commander Freeman lie crushed underneath a large slab of steel. The man felt faint upon seeing the expression on the fallen man's face – an expression of absolute horror.

"Freeman…" Noal choked as he continued to weep.

"… Oh my God," Aki whispered, feeling her throat tighten. She had woken up from her state of unconsciousness and had regained some of her strength. Noal had broken her the news, and she slowly lowered to the bloodied ground, crying hard for her fallen colleagues.

'All of those people killed, people who had families… all they were trying to do is protect themselves. Tekkaman Blood… Tekkaman Blood… I hate you…you devil… How could you do that to him? To Chief Freeman? He was the best leader a leader could be… he was so kind to us… he cared so much for his crew… he was kind to you… and yet he had to suffer such a cruel and horrible fate… is there a God? If there is a God, where was he today? Where was he…'

Noal and Aki sat together beside Miyuki and Blade, both sleeping in their beds. The two had taken them to a hospital that was in relatively good condition. Both of the patients had been immediately admitted and treated in the Emergency Room. Several hours later, they had been moved to a room in the upper floors. It was in this room where Noal and Aki sat, watching Miyuki and her brother rest. They could hear Miyuki's gentle breathing and prayed for the girl to recover soon. It wasn't long before Blade himself woke, only to be greeted by two relieved faces.

"How are you feeling, Blade?" asked Aki, giving him a soft smile.

"I should be alright," he answered, nodding at her. "I'm feeling pretty weak now."

"Yeah, Aki told me that that Bezel character really got you," said Noal, and Aki frowned.

"Just rest now," said Aki, placing her hand on Blade's. "The doctor said that you'd need a few days to recover. I'll be here with you and your sister."

"The Command Center…" started Blade, only to see Aki place a finger over her lip.

"Don't worry about it now," she assured him, trying to fight back tears.

"There are plenty of escape routes that people could have used to get away," explained Noal, trying to keep his voice steady. "I'm sure that everybody made it out of there in time."

"Good," replied Blade, weakening his grip on Aki's hand as he closed his eyes.

"After they recover," started Noal, "we'll have to regroup with the others… whoever is left."

"I know where some of the routes lead," nodded Aki, staring at the sleeping Blade. "They lead to another emergency facility hidden within a mountain several miles away. I'm sure they went there."

"The entire facility is hidden inside the mountain?" Noal asked quizzically.

"I believe so," replied Aki. "It is completely undetectable from the outside."

"How can we get in there?" wondered Noal. "The rubble must be covering all of the entrances to those secret passages that lead there."

"There are several hidden entrances near the mountain itself. We can get in through one of them," replied Aki as she turned her moist eyes towards Blade, looking peaceful as ever. "The only thing we have to do now is wait for them to recover."

An attractive girl walked across the intersection in the downtown area. Several young men turned to observe her charm. They waved, and she returned a small wave and a smile in response. She had just gotten a new outfit from a department store nearby, and she was hungry from all the work she had recently accomplished. Minutes later, she stopped by a bakery and glanced at the selection. Pleased, she walked in.

"How can I help you, miss?" the young clerk asked.

"I would like this, this, this, and this," the young woman pointed to four items.

"That will be ten—" he replied as he handed her a bag containing her choices.

"That's okay, I got it," a male voice said from behind her. The girl turned around to see a young handsome man, probably around twenty years of age, pull money out of his pocket and hand it to the cashier. The young man took the bag from the cashier's hand and gave it to the young woman.

"Why… thank you," she smiled warmly, narrowing her eyes. There was something about him that was strangely familiar – almost too familiar. The young man only nodded.

"It's nothing," he said calmly, knowing exactly who she was. 'She truly is pretty in person.'

"What's your name?" she asked sweetly.

"Shinya. Aiba Shinya," Saber smiled coolly, flashing her his red irises. "And you are?"

"Alena," she smirked back. "Briefs Alena."

"A pleasure to meet you," he replied. The two sat down at a table and began to eat.

End of DragonTek Part II: The Blood Saga

Author Notes: So, what did you think of Alena/Blood? She's totally screwed stuff up for our heroes, hasn't she? And what is Shinya/Saber trying to do, getting all slick and suave around her? No worries, Goku and Vegita won't be turned into Tekkamen -- because Blood is good enough for Bezel. Are you enjoying the story so far? Think it needs improvement? Please review and let me know!

Thanks for reading so far, and DragonTek Part III is coming soon!