Author: Nadz
Email: vegitto02 at yahoo dot com

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DragonTek (Part III: The Vengeance Saga)

Chapter 37 – Dreadful Night

'It's here,' Alena opened her eyes. She had been patiently waiting by sitting on a rock in the Aborigine village, and finally, the carrier of the one-star ball arrived. It was so convenient for her; she had been having quite a day, and a small break was much desired. What could have been a better way of collecting the Dragonballs than having them come to her?

"Kawahashi Shinjo?" she asked as the man landed fifty feet in front of her figure. The man burned with a white aura, and his eyes were filled with fury and anger. Alena took one look at her new opponent and proceeded to laugh out loud. Shinjo clenched his fists and flared his aura even more.

"Kawahashi Shinjo," she repeated with a bemused expression. "You are the carrier of the one-star ball? This is going to be so easy, and so fitting."

'Peric… Rubiko… Namite… Gecko… Junto…'

"You murdered my men – men that had homes, families, and loved ones," he softly growled.

"So? They had the Dragonballs on them, and I had to make sure that nobody else besides me had the ability to acquire them. That's why I killed them all," she thinly smiled. "And what deaths they had! I had to think extra hard to give them colorful ends."

"You demon," Shinjo rasped.

"And I suppose you took the one-star ball so that I couldn't get it, right?" she questioned.

"Exactly," he responded, and he immediately gasped upon realizing his stupidity.

"Then why did you come here? If I beat you, and I will, I would take your Dragonball and finally have all seven. You should have taken your ball away so that I could only collect six. You just came here like an idiot in order to avenge your bastard crew. Imbecile," she laughed as she saw his face turn red.

'What the hell was I thinking? How could I have missed such an obvious point? I was blinded so much by my own grief that I did not even stop to think before coming here,' Shinjo sweated desperately.

"Don't feel too bad," Alena chuckled. "Even if you didn't come to foolishly face me, I would have found it eventually. And if you had kept the ball near your Space Knight friends, they would have met the same fate as your pitiful men. I would have enjoyed the squeals of terror once again…"

"Shut up, you fucking beast!" the man roared.

"Do you really think you can beat me? Especially now that I've killed Kenshin?"

'What?' Shinjo expressed pure shock on his face. "Kenshin… is dead?"

"Yes," she replied cheerfully. "And with the exception of Goku and Vegita, all of the Saiya-jins are thankfully gone. I've finally killed off that damned lineage."

"What about yourself?" Shinjo pointed.

"Once you become Radam, you're Radam forever. My Saiya-jin identity died along with my humanity," she answered before she started to chuckle. "Now, Shinjo, I think you should hand me your Dragonball quickly, or else… well, you get the idea."

Shinjo crouched into a stance, still feeling the wound on his back by Shuriken's ninja star. Alena stood to her feet and sighed, hoping he wasn't going to make her work hard. Alena began to attack…

"Speak, Lieutenant," Dodge ordered as he stood on the bridge of the commanding room. He was back in the old Area 51 base, which he had ordered his troops to renovate immediately. Even as he watched the huge view screen in front of him, he could hear the sounds of the workers outside. They were fortifying the base with strengthened metals that would theoretically hold well against any attacks.

"Sir, we have detected ten massive bugger hives hovering near the moon. They have all gathered there, and we estimate ten million buggers amassed in total. We don't know when they'll strike, sir."

'Ten million?' Dodge thought worriedly. 'We need those Sol Tekkaman units to be built now!'

"The plants will strike in one Earth hour, Lord Bezel. Even if the humans know about the vulnerability of the spore plants, it will be of no consequence. Six of the ten hives have been fully charged, and we will soon have enough energy to power the final four. All of their efforts to destroy the plants now will be wasted once these new buggers rain upon the Earth."

"Good work, Omega. Contact me if you need to talk to me. I am still aboard your flagship."

'What? The Earth invasion is still going on? And even if they destroy those plants now, it'll all be for nothing?' Goku thought, shocked with the information he had just heard. All this time, a voice had lied to him, comforting him that the war was over and that everyone was safe. It had brainwashed him, but now he knew the truth. The war was far from over, and the Earth was in serious danger.

'I have to get the hell out of here… I've got to find a way…' Goku yelled to himself, but it was of no use. He still lay disoriented and confused as ever, for the Radam continued to use that strange weapon on his body. The pod was continuously draining his chi, and he did not have the strength to burst out himself. Even if he did, that "confuser" weapon would render him immobile.

'I hate this… I have to get out of this damn thing,' Vegita thought in the neighboring pod. Both he and his friend had been trapped in there for an unbearably long while now, and their powers were being exploited and abused. Vegita also heard Omega's conversation with Bezel, and he shared the same sentiments with his friend.

"We won, Takaya," Miyuki said happily as she collapsed onto the bed. Night was approaching, and they all had a long day. Takaya sat on a bed nearby in the same room, relieved that the day's battle was over and that Saki and Miyuki had successfully repelled Scimitar. Masamune, on the other hand, was harder to beat and seemed to be far more skilled than his Radam friend.

"I'm glad you're alright, sister," he smiled. Miyuki smiled back, but deep down inside of her, she knew that her illness was waiting to strike. It lay dormant for the time being, but it would be ready to attack her again at a time it found appropriate.

"I'll just rest here, oniisan," she said softly as she closed her eyes.

"I'll be back shortly, Miyuki," Takaya kissed her on the forehead before leaving the room.

"Takaya, I was worried about you the whole time. I wanted to step in and help…"

"No, Aki, it's better that you stayed on the Blue Earth," Takaya smiled as he reached out and held her hand. She looked into his eyes, and they slowly sat down on the bench behind them. Takaya turned towards the stars that shimmered in the night sky. Turning back to her, he put his hand on her head and lightly stroked her hair.

"Takaya…" Aki trailed. "What I wanted to tell you before…"

"I know," he replied tenderly, still looking into her eyes.

Aki rested her head on his shoulder and sighed. She was happy to be with him – the man that had endured such a painful experience but who had found happiness with her. Takaya rested his hand on her head as they continued to appreciate the moonlight.

'Damn!' Shinjo yelled to himself as he held his cheek. Alena had just grazed him with her sword.

"You cheating monster, using your sword when I don't have one!" he growled.

"So what?" she shot back. "You should have been smart enough to bring your own. And if you were really smart, you would have stayed away from me at all costs. Did you think I'd go easy on you?"

"Die!" Shinjo yelled as he shot forth a volley of miniature blasts. Alena knocked them away with ease. She began to criticize her opponent, but she then saw him laugh with scorn. What was he thinking?

"What the hell is so funny, you weakling?" she taunted.

"That attack wasn't meant to hurt you."

'Wasn't meant to hurt me? Then what…' Alena slapped herself for being so careless. She noticed that her pouch had been torn open by one of the blasts. The man continued to laugh, and Alena looked down at the ground below.

'All six of them are there; I can see them… but this bastard almost destroyed them all. He tried to destroy them just as one of his brats did. Maybe they'll suffer the same fate."

"Bastard!" Alena roared as she converted to Super Saiya-jin and shot herself towards Shinjo. The man, seeing her tremendous rise in power, soon closed his mouth and worried about defending himself. He wondered whether his white aura would be able to stand up to her golden one. Alena swung her sword with spite, slashing Shinjo on the arm. The man howled in pain and saw the blood that came out.

'I've been bleeding too much today. I was already hurting to start with… then Shuriken injured me. My body isn't going to be able to handle this battle for much longer,' thought Shinjo worriedly. 'I probably won't be able to avenge my men, but I can die trying… there's honor in that, isn't there?'

Aki's eyes snapped open as she heard a shrill, blood-curling scream. Both she and Takaya jumped to their feet and raced towards the source of the sound. Takaya's face contorted with worry, for he suddenly had a dreadful feeling that somebody very close to him had gotten hurt.

"Miyuki!" he yelled as he saw his sister convulsing on the floor. Aki knelt beside her and began to administer emergency procedures. Seconds later, Noal, Milly, and Saki raced into the room and froze by what they saw. Crystal-red colored lines lighted on her body as the girl screamed in pain. They noticed the blood that leaked out of her mouth as she cried and the tears of anguish that dripped from her cheeks.

"Takaya, help me!" she shrieked, and soon the medical crew arrived and placed her on a stretcher.

"Miyuki, stay with me!" begged her brother.

Before he knew it, Alena appeared behind him and punched the lodged ninja star further into his shoulder blade. Shinjo again roared in agony, and he sweated in fear. Alena had completely immobilized his right arm by her attack, and there was no way his weaker left arm would be able to stand up to her. Shinjo turned around and staggered backwards in the air; he saw her eyes burning with anger.

"I've had it with you," she growled. "You waste my time, and on top of that, you try to destroy my Dragonballs. It's a miracle that you haven't died yet by my hands."

"I cannot die until my men are avenged," he adamantly answered. Alena narrowed her eyes at him before starting one final charge. Shinjo gasped as he realized that she had disappeared and reappeared behind him. Before he could react, she slammed her fist on his backside, and he grunted in pain.

'The Dragonball…' Shinjo thought through his suffering as he watched it fall out of his pouch and plummet towards the ground. Alena looked down in satisfaction, noticing that all seven balls now lay together in close proximity. Shinjo's mind flooded with both fear and thoughts of the unstoppable danger Alena would become if she used the power of the balls to make a wish.

'Is there nothing I can do now? The Earth's destruction will be my fault entirely…'

"Now, you useless junk, I am going to finish you," Alena said as she drove her knee hard into his gut. Drops of blood shot out of the man's mouth, and he roared at the impact of her attack. Without wasting another moment, Alena stuck her palm out in front of Shinjo's chest and smirked.

"Farewell, Master Shinjo," she squinted at him. "Nova Attack!"

"SHIT!" Shinjo yelled as he felt the deadly blast slam into his body and torch his skin. She had released it with such a strong force that the blast, with Shinjo in it, cannoned more than a mile away in less than a second. She watched with satisfaction as the blast crashed to the ground and exploded in brilliance.

'Beautiful fireworks,' Alena thought as she waited for the energy to fade away. Seconds later, she lowered herself to the ground and collected all seven of the Dragonballs. She tore off the shirt of a dead man and created another pouch with it. Grabbing Giru, she transformed and headed for the sky.

'It's time to take these to Bezel-sama.'

"Her condition is stable now, and she has stopped convulsing," the doctor reported. Aki held Takaya's hand tightly and noticed his stressed expression. She too felt his pain; he had finally found his sister so long after his family's tragedy, and suddenly she had fallen violently and inexplicably ill.

"Did she have any sort of history with epilepsy?" the doctor asked.

"No. She was a healthy, strong girl," Takaya answered, disturbed. 'The red lines on her face… why is that hurting her so much? Is the Tekka-system rejecting her body? Or, is her body rejecting it?'

"You can go see her now, but she is sleeping," the doctor said.

"… Miyuki… my little sister… what did they do to you?" Takaya whispered by her bedside.

"She will be alright," whispered Aki, trying to console him.

Ten minutes later, Milly quietly entered the room, noticing the heavy atmosphere. Miyuki lay on the hospital bed, sleeping with a respirator attached. Several thin tubes were injected into her skin, and her damaged left arm had a fresh cast on it. Beside her, Takaya and Aki sat together quietly. Milly wondered whether they even noticed that she had entered the room.

"Aki… Takaya…" she said softly, not wanting to startle them.

"Milly," Aki whispered.

"The spore plants," she said weakly. "It's started…"

'I wish I died,' thought Shinjo as he lay virtually paralyzed on the ground. He wondered how he managed to repeatedly survive Alena's deadly blasts, strong enough to vaporize anyone. Although he couldn't move a muscle, he was still very much alive.

'If I died, you would truly have killed your entire family. But Alena, my cousin, I am still here. You only know about the three Saiya-jin lineages, but you've completely forgotten about the fourth. You've failed without knowing it, Alena. The Saiya-jin people continue to live on…'

Concluding his thoughts, Shinjo passed out seconds later.

"Bezel-sama," Tekkaman Blood chimed as she barged into the chamber of the moon base.

"Lord Plague is not here," Omega answered. "He is still on my flagship."

"Well, then let's open a transmission to him," she answered back excitedly. Minutes later…

"Alena, you woke me up from a nap; I hope this is important," Bezel said crankily.

"Bezel-sama, look what I have for you," she purred sweetly as she opened her makeshift pouch on the ground. The balls lay on the floor, glowing with soft light, and Bezel narrowed his eyes.

"I have collected the Dragonballs for you, my master," she smiled.

"Keep them there for me, Alena," Bezel said. "I am very glad you got them, and I'll leave for the moon as soon as I finish my rest. In the meantime, you are under Lord Omega's jurisdiction."

"Yes, Bezel-sama," she bowed her head, and his holograph disappeared.

"Oh no," Aki said as the group watched the view screen, sick to their stomachs. Around the world, the plants had begun to activate. The round pods that had sat upon the plant's stems suddenly bloomed to reveal large magenta colored flowers. At the center of each of these flowers were thin, whip-like tentacles. Citizens of the cities ran for their lives as the plants' tentacles reached out to grab them.

'Dear God,' Milly thought as the camera focused on a man attempting to escape. Along with him ran his wife and daughter. They ran in terror as the tongue of a nearby plant chased them down, and when it approached, the man pushed the other two out of the way. The tongue knocked him down, and his scream could be heard as the whip-like object wrapped itself around his leg and drew him into the center of the flower petal. Within seconds, the petals closed around the man. The mother and daughter watched in horror as the petals fused together, trapping the terrified man inside the pod. He tried to claw his way out, but the pod flashed pink and quickly subdued him.

'No…' Saki wept as she saw the proceedings. The wife and daughter ran towards the pod, and the mother threw a rock at it, hoping to free her husband. Her efforts were useless, for two other tongues came out and captured her and her daughter. Both females displayed the most frightened of faces as they were swallowed whole by the plant and snared inside.

'This is how my family was destroyed…' thought Takaya. The same nightmare that had happened to him was occurring all over the world. The transmission switched to other areas and displayed live footage of thousands of people being engulfed by the spore plants. Those that tried to resist were violently killed. Several guards fired their blasters at a plant, but it retaliated by spraying them with acidic ooze.

'Is Saber's solution the only way to stop this?' Noal thought. He too struggled to keep himself from vomiting as he watched. 'We're all protected down here, but all those people up there… the damn military should have taken Milly seriously and evacuated the people. This all could have been prevented.'

The group continued to watch Radam's ultimate weapon – the spore trees – rage through the city.

'If all these people turn into Tekkamen,' Takaya thought fearfully. 'There'll be no hope left…'

His thoughts were soon distracted by a sound coming from his com-link, which he used to keep track of Miyuki as she lay in her infirmary room. Bringing it close, he tried to discern what he was hearing.

"It's Miyuki," he said softly as Aki faced him. "She's saying just one word… one name."

"Kenshin… Kenshin…"

End of DragonTek Part III: The Vengeance Saga

Author Notes: This marks the half-way point for DragonTek. Thanks for reading up to this point. I know the story got kind of stretched in this saga and was a bit slow, but I promise it will pick up again in part four. Is Alena getting a little repetitive (meaning, her going around killing people?) Heh, maybe I should edit her scenes more. Anyway, please review and let me know!

DragonTek Part IV coming soon!