Author: Nadz
Email: vegitto02 at yahoo dot com

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DragonTek (Part IV: The Justice Saga)

Chapter 46 - Teachings

"You're telling me that you can teach me something that will assure me of victory against the Radam? Against Tekkaman Blood?" Kenshin asked skeptically, wondering where this guy had come from.

"Yes, this technique I will teach you will allow you to fight at an equal level," Eizan answered, closing his eyes in an effort to look sincere. "From what I had observed, Blood seemed to be faster than you, so even if you were more skilled with the sword, your enemy's pure speed became a key factor in her victory. Her pure speed helped her counter your skill, which is why she won ultimately. Your sword technique seems to work, but your reflexes and defenses need to be faster than they are."

"Well, I wasn't anywhere near full power," Kenshin protested. "If I had more power, then I would have been much faster. I was fighting injured."

"That is still not an excuse," Eizan said, surprising both Dende and Miyuki. "Do you really think that Blood was at full power as well? I don't think so."

'You're right,' Kenshin nodded, silently agreeing. "Then please teach me this technique of yours. Teach me how I can defeat Blood and the Radam. So I can avenge those who have died by her hands…"

"Kenshin," Dende suddenly interrupted. "I will not allow this training to continue until you learn something very critical. What you are seeking is revenge. It is burning fury directed towards the enemy; it is fueled in a way in which only more destruction will be the result. Kenshin, I know that you have been deeply hurt by the Radam, but I ask that you fight them not for revenge… but rather for justice."

"What do you mean, Kami-sama?" the boy asked, slightly vexed at hearing a sermon approaching. "How can justice be done without a sense of revenge?"

"It can be done, for the main distinction lies in the state of mind of the doer," Dende explained, closing his eyes. "The person who does his actions for revenge does them with a beastly mind, filled with anger that clouds and prevents thorough judgment. With revenge, the person sees the picture from one angle and one dimension. He or she is so bent on achieving their goal that they attack with a clouded mind, perhaps ignoring important details occurring in the periphery."

"But isn't our sense of revenge what drives us?" Kenshin fired back.

"Yes, in part, and we have to learn to control that anger. When actions are done with anger, a negative aura lightly stains the person that possesses that anger. With vengeance, the anger is never ending – after having completed his goal, will a person that had been out for revenge be truly satisfied? Supposing you kill Blood, will you be content? No, you wouldn't be, because you have so much anger fueled towards her that when she dies, there'll still be some left to be burned. There's no telling at whom you may direct it, and you'll feel lonely, confused, and lost. So, one thing is for certain – revenge may help you achieve your goal, but in most cases, it won't bring the satisfaction that you were seeking with a vengeful mind."

"But then, you're implying that justice would?"

"When one pursue actions with the frame of mind of carrying out justice, one's mind is clearer. He or she can see the picture from more angles, and their motivation is fueled by a sense of carrying out their duties in order to protect others. When you pursue your actions with this mindset of protecting others, then you approach the situation with a clean psyche. Your actions are guided by your sense of justice, and your thoughts reflect your actions. When the target is caught and dealt with, then the act of justice will have culminated. To summarize, when you fight with vengeance and anger, as you did during your previous battles with Blood, your mind is clouded with hate, and your thirst for revenge will never be fully satisfied, even with her death. However, if you fight with a sense of carrying out justice, your mind will be much clearer when fighting, and you'll be approaching the situation with a proper frame of mind. With her death, you will accept the fact that she would have paid for what she has done. You would soon find peace in your mind after that, something you definitely would not feel had you fought her with a vengeance."

"She killed my family, Kami-sama!" Kenshin countered, his voice filling with anger. "How can I just forget that and act with this sense of justice you talk about?"

"You will find the strength to do it, Kenshin," Dende replied. "Look within you. You don't want to be a bloodthirsty savage who only wants to see her dead. You, too, want justice to be done. You want it to be carried out in a manner where the alternatives are ineffective and the only option is fighting until death. Look within yourself, Kenshin. You will find that the desire to fight her in order to protect others is far greater than your desire to see her blood spill just for the sake of the murders she has committed. If you do fight her with hatred, you will only be continuing a vicious chain of anger that will infect us all."

"I… I…" Kenshin stammered as he listened to the Earth Guardian's words.

"I must return to the Sky Palace now," Dende said softly. "Now that you have heard me preach, I will leave it up to you as to which path you wish to choose. You may choose revenge, but be prepared to live a life filled with anxiety and confusion. Fight with justice in mind, and you'll be content at her death."

"Oh, and one more thing," Dende said. "Although your mother is no more, your sister Nio is safe with me at the Sky Palace. I will keep her there, but you can come and take her whenever you please."

With that, Dende faded from sight, and Kenshin collapsed to the ground in relief.

'My sister is alive… my sister is alive… I'm so happy…'

The three on the ground, Kenshin, Eizan, and Miyuki, sat quietly for several minutes, absorbed in thought at what the old Namek had said. What would be gained out of pure revenge? Perhaps the enemy would be defeated, but the aura of hatred that affects so many would prevail. Justice is guided by the sense of hope and fairness; the only thing one could extract from it is satisfaction at the enemy's defeat.

"You understood everything he said, boy?" Eizan decided to speak. "He had some wise words."

"Yes," Kenshin said softly after several seconds. "I don't know, though…"

"You have some more time to make your decision," the man assured him. "In the mean time, I will show you this technique of mine that will guarantee you success."

'I can hardly wait,' the skeptical youth thought sarcastically.

"Pay attention, boy," the middle-aged man ordered. Kenshin obliged.

"Now, I am teaching you this because I hate seeing unfair fights," Eizan continued.

"Unfair fights?" Kenshin scowled. "Are you saying that Blood is that much better than me?"

"Doesn't it appear so?" the man shot back, noticing the boy's annoyed look. "Now don't question me, or else I will teach you nothing. Got that, boy?"

"Yeah," Kenshin shut his mouth reluctantly. 'He thinks that I am weak compared to Alena.'

"Seeing you fight, I noticed that you have several interesting moves, but I don't think I have ever seen anybody else share the same discipline as you do. What is your sword style?" Eizan asked.

"It's called Hiten Mitsurugi Ryu," Kenshin answered matter-of-factly.

"Hiten Mitsurugi Ryu," the man repeated, thinking hard as he rubbed his chin. "I'm having a difficult time remembering where I heard that… Wait, isn't that from that old anime, Rurouni Kenshin?"

"Yeah!" the boy nodded eagerly.

"Uh… huh," Eizan replied, sweating nervously on his forehead. Several awkward seconds passed. "Yes, well, anyway, the move I will teach you can be fused with any of your… um, Hiten Mitsurugi Ryu techniques, making any one of them deadly attacks."

"With my strength, they already are deadly attacks," Kenshin replied.

"Idiot!" Eizan shouted but then regained his composure. "I meant that they would be deadly attacks against strong opponents like Tekkaman Blood."

"Oh," came the reply. Kenshin scratched his head.

"I call this technique Sokushi Zanzou Ittou Tekkuniku," he started. "It roughly translates to 'Instant-Death Afterimage Sword Technique.' There is no associated stance or posture with the strike at all, and that is where the beauty of this technique lies."

"Eh?" Kenshin asked. "How can it have no stance?"

"Haven't you been paying attention?" Eizan barked. "I already told you that you fuse it with a technique you already know. Just use the stance and posture of that host technique."

"Oh yeah," came the sheepish reply. Miyuki's face turned red.

"Now, before you start your host technique, you should focus your chi onto your sword. I already saw you doing that, so you're halfway there – which is why you'll be able to learn it quickly. Projecting chi onto a sword takes years to learn for a normal person. Anyway, you are supposed to focus your chi on the very edge of the blade. Once your chi is focused on the edge, you can strike at your opponent. Upon contact with the enemy, a single paper-thin line of energy will appear across your opponent at the area of contact. Continue projecting your chi onto the blade, and this paper-thin line will rapidly multiply exponentially. Within seconds, thousands of these small lines will appear on the body of your opponent."

"Then what happens? What do they do?"

"These thin lines of energy act as razors sharpened to severe degrees. Starting from the original line and then proceeding to the newer ones, these lines will pierce into the enemy's skin and rip completely through their bodies. It won't be long before the enemy is thoroughly shredded into thousands of thin pieces and slices. Thus, with a quick stroke of your chi-charged sword, they will die instantly and painfully. That is Sokushi Zanzou Ittou Tekkuniku for you. You can call it Sokushi Zanzou for short."

"Damn," Kenshin replied, shocked. "Kajitani-san, that move is pretty brutal."

"Yes, it is," came the proud reply. "It is a move that will allow you to strike Blood in thousands of places with a single stroke. Once you've made direct contact with your sword, there is no possible way for her to block anything."

"Who thought up of that move?" the boy wondered. 'That person must have a warped mind.'

"My master's master had developed that move," Eizan replied. "It was passed down to me. Now, instead of talking about it, why don't you give it a try?"

'No!' Bezel screamed in his mind as he saw the warrior float to the ground. 'How the hell is he still alive? I thought he had died when he merged with the Dragonballs. There is no way I can fight him and come even close to winning – I remember watching him, along with the other warriors in the depths of hell, fight Maajin Buu. I watched him fight Ii Shenron. There is no way I would be able to scratch him!'

"You are Bezel, am I correct?" Goku asked as he reached the ground. He stood five feet in front of the Radam master, who nodded quickly and continued to look wide-eyed at the legendary warrior.

"What… what do you want from me, Son Goku?" Bezel asked, trying to keep his voice from wavering. He considered transforming into Tekkaman Plague, but there would have been no point, for Goku Sr. would obliterate him anyway without breaking a sweat.

"What you are doing to our planet is despicable. It's a disgrace."

"What nerve you have, Kakarotto," Bezel grimaced. "Your ancestors destroyed my entire home planet; they destroyed my people and my family. They destroyed countless number of races, all for the purpose of money and pleasure. How can you even begin to say that what I am doing is wrong?"

"You are enslaving people to do your wishes. You enslaved Alena, and your servant Omega enslaved those other innocent humans, turning them against this planet," Goku said sharply.

"So what?" Bezel shouted back. "You Saiya-jin bastards deserve it for what you did to us!"

"The Saiya-jin people paid the price when Freeza destroyed our home planet. You have no reason to continue your senseless conquest now," Goku's voice turned into yell. "You better stop this right now!"

"You really think you scare me, Son Goku?" Bezel replied, narrowing his eyes.

"Yes," Goku scowled back, then smirked. "You look like you're about to wet your pants."

"I cannot believe you rejected my wish," Bezel seethed, clenching his fists.

"From now on, consider the usage of the Dragonballs to be a privilege, not a right," came the reply. "If I had it my way, I would destroy your entire army in an instant. But since I am with the Dragonballs, I cannot interfere like that. The least I can do is prevent you from making those types of wishes. You better think of another wish."

"Bastard," Bezel whispered angrily. "I don't have another one now."

"You only have one wish left. You're so vile that you sent your own family to hell for your sake. Imagine what they must be going through; they will hate you for what you did. They will be horrified upon learning about the terror you have spread, and they will spite you. Good-bye, Bezel. My job here is done," Goku said as he faded away. Within seconds, Shenron disappeared back into the Dragonballs, which lay silent on the ground. Bezel grimaced in anger, and he placed the balls back in his pouch.

"Where is Miyuki?" Takaya yelled as he ran down the hall. After they had returned, he had immediately burst towards her room, making sure that she was okay. However, he had felt shock sear through him when he found out that she was missing and that nobody knew where she had gone.

"Takaya!" Aki called as she met up with him in the middle of the hall. They noticed the frantic look in each other's eyes and wondered what was going on.

"Miyuki is missing. Nobody knows where she is," he panted desperately, catching his breath.

"Milly has been attacked," Aki said worriedly.

"What?" he gasped in disbelief.

"She's fading in an out of consciousness," Aki continued, "But they've caught the assailant."

Minutes later, the two rejoined with the other Space Knights as they watched over the fallen girl. The doctors had tied a large bandage around her head, and they determined that her skull had been bruised.

"Why would anybody do this to a sixteen year old girl?" Noal gritted his teeth.

"They would do it if they wanted to steal something that she held in her hand at the time," Levin said sadly as he entered the room. "At the time, she possessed the plans to the Sol Tekkaman units on her."

Minutes later, a guard opened the door and brought in a shackled prisoner.

"BALZAC?" Noal yelled as he stepped forward to punch the ex-reporter. The guard restrained the blond man, who struggled to lay a solid fist on the assailant. "WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS?"

"Take it easy, man," Balzac replied, chuckling. "I didn't attack you, so you better not touch me."

"You're lower than a dog," Noal shot back.

"Why in the world would you do that, Balzac?" Aki yelled.

"You should know the answer better than anybody else, isn't that right, Co-Commander?" Balzac asked with a serious expression as he narrowed his eyes. "I can't believe you're betraying me like this."

"What?" Aki gasped. "What in the world are you talking about?"

"Aki?" Levin's eyes widened as he looked at the woman.

"Don't look as if you're clueless," Balzac said. "If you're not going to explain it to them, I will."

"Balzac!" Aki barked. 'What in the world is going on here?'

"Fine, looks like I'll have to spill the beans. Your Co-Commander Kisaragi over here has some jealousy issues that you should all know about."

"What are you…" Aki asked but was cut off by Levin.

"Let him talk, Aki. Are you afraid of what he is going to say?" Levin narrowed his eyes.

"Well, we struck a deal, you see. Co-Commander Kisaragi was a little, how shall we say it, unsatisfied with her position of power here within the Space Knights. Like most other leaders in high places, she simply wanted more. So, she hired me to murder this girl right here; that way, she'll be a full Commander. But I couldn't handle taking her life so brutally, so I just injured her instead."

"And what did you get out of it?" Takaya growled, narrowing his eyes. "What's in it for you?"

"A night in bed with Miss Kisaragi, which has yet to be paid," Balzac smiled as he noticed the shock on Takaya's face. "I've been attracted to her for a long time, but she hasn't seemed to return the interest. Yet, she felt it was a fitting price to pay for the task she wanted me to do – after all, it's hard to find people like me who would take part in such a conspiracy."

Aki's face turned scarlet red with anger and embarrassment.

"Bastard!" Takaya shouted in the man's face. "That story is total bullshit!"

"Kinda hurts, right Takaya?" Balzac snickered back. "I mean, being hurt by a woman you care about? Believe me, I've been through it, and you just have now."

'Is Balzac telling the truth?' Levin thought, his head spinning. 'Aki had tried to run things, and she did seem bossy. Come to think of it, she's always seemed a bit bossy. But would she really do this?'

"I don't believe you at all," barked Noal.

"You better," Balzac said in the most serious tone. "Because I have the entire conversation between me and Miss Kisaragi right here on record."

Aki gasped in shock upon seeing him pull a tiny audio disc out from a notch in his boots.