Author: Nadz
Email: vegitto02 at yahoo dot com

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DragonTek (Part IV: The Justice Saga)

Chapter 49 - Emergence

The head of Space Knight Security led Noal, Takaya, Kenshin, and Miyuki down the hallway, lined with small jail cells. The Space Knights only had two prisoners – Aki and Balzac. Jacob unlocked Balzac's cell and led the four inside. He shut the door behind him and turned on the light, waking the man.

"Wake up, Mr. Asimov," the guard patted the prisoner on the shoulder.

"Hello, Balzac," Noal said as he smiled sarcastically at the spy. "It's so nice to see you again."

"What the hell do you want?" he replied groggily at the five people in front of him.

"We pretty much figured out what you were up to," Takaya said, explaining their reasoning to the man. Balzac felt his heart pound slightly, for they had figured him out, and he tried to keep his face stoic.

"The disk that Milly had in her hand fits in this drive that's a transmitter," Noal said, trying to keep the excitement out of his voice. If he had his way, he would beat the lights out of Balzac right there.

"So, there are two things you'll tell us. First, you'll confess that Aki is innocent and had nothing to do with you. Second, you'll tell us exactly to whom you transmitted that data to," Takaya said sharply.

"I'm not going to tell you anything," Balzac replied defiantly, but Noal only smirked.

"Balzac, don't you have family in California?" Noal narrowed his eyes.

"Maybe," Balzac shrugged. "Maybe not."

"More specifically, don't your parents and sister live in San Francisco?" Noal asked seriously.

"What the hell is it to you?" the prisoner barked.

"I hate to use this kind of tactic, because it is cruel… but your parents and sister have been killed."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Balzac's voice wavered as he sat straight up. "What makes you think that I should believe you? And how did you learn that information about me?"

"General Dodge of the Allied Military nuked the city," Noal replied. "There are no survivors."

"No," Balzac said, his voice starting to plead with the four. "You're lying."

"I'm sorry, but we wouldn't lie about something so grave," Kenshin cut in, his eyes piercing.

"My parents… my sister's family," Balzac trailed off, this throat becoming tight. "General Dodge… I can't believe he would do this… THAT FUCKING GENERAL DODGE!"

"Hey Balzac…" Noal tried to restrain the man, but he pushed Noal away. The five of them watched as Balzac smashed his handcuffed fists repeatedly into the wall, and tears came out of his eyes. The man turned his back to the wall, slowly sliding down as he slumped to the floor with mournfulness.

"I'm sorry, Balzac," Noal whispered, and they all felt guilty for what they had just done.

"You…" Balzac trailed off, his eyes red. "I never imagined he would do something like this. I asked him to save my family from danger in return for my efforts, but he didn't listen. He didn't care…"

"Then that means you have close ties with the General?" Takaya asked carefully.

"Yes," Balzac continued through his tears. "Damn you, Dodge… damn you…"

'It's so terrible, what happened to him,' Miyuki thought. 'His family too…'

"Yes, Aki is innocent," Balzac confessed, and the head of security listened carefully. "I had a voice sample of hers and fabricated the entire conversation. I wanted it as a backup in case I was caught, which obviously, I was. As far as Dodge is concerned… I sent him the data on the Sol Tekkaman units."

"Sol Tekkaman units?" Kenshin asked, completely puzzled.

"Artificial Tekkamen – basically, body armor that a human can fit in that can make him fight like a Tekkaman. There were some leaks from inside the Space Knights who told him that Levin was designing it. Dodge hired me to steal it from you. At the same time, he told me to cause some confusion among you by injuring the girl. I made the recording on my own volition – it was supposed to serve as a distraction."

"And quite a distraction it was," Takaya muttered, relieved the head of security was hearing this.

"So, Dodge now has those plans," Noal grated. "Balzac, when will he begin building the units?"

"He should be building them as we speak here," Balzac replied. "At least, if I was in his position, I wouldn't wait for a second. He really thinks that those Sol Tekkaman units will defeat the Radam, if they decide to invade again. Until then, he feels that the units will be sufficient in wiping out those plants."

"We'll consult with Aki and Milly, but I think it is best to allow Dodge to continue building those units," Takaya said. "They won't be under our jurisdiction, but Dodge does have the resources to mass produce them quickly. We can deal with the legal issues later, because we have to win this war first."

"Thank you, Balzac," Noal said, his voice low. "I'm sorry for making you confess like that."

"Thank you for telling me about my family," he wept. "If you need my help, let me know."

The five got ready to leave, first making sure that Balzac was emotionally stable.

"Good-night," Noal said softly as the guard locked the door behind them after they entered the hallway. Without a word needing to be spoken, he led them to Aki's cell and unlocked it. The woman inside had fallen asleep on her bed, and Takaya noticed that her pillow was wet with her tears.

"Aki, wake up," Takaya whispered to her, patting her on the shoulder.

"T… Takaya?" she said as her vision came into focus. Sitting up, she gasped upon seeing them.

"Miss Kisaragi," the head of security smiled, nodding. "You are free to go."

"H… How?" she replied, stunned yet elated.

"We'll explain everything upstairs, cousin," Kenshin smiled sincerely, causing Aki some surprise.

"See? I told you we would get you out of here," Takaya said, sitting next to her and grinning.

"You're back in the driver's seat, Commander Kisaragi," Noal winked.

Aki smiled as she emerged from her cell, and she sighed in relief. Moments later, they discussed what had transpired and soon decided to get a restful night's sleep.

Three days later…

The rays of the sun sparkled on the body of the magnificent sword, gripped tightly by the boy's right hand as he looked at the valley below. More fields of spore plants lay themselves around the large city; this time, however, their inhabitants had evolved. The prisoners caught inside the spore plant bulbs were now covered with a premature kind of Tekkaman armor; they had become Primary Bodies. Kenshin breathed heavily as he looked down below. He had come to continue saving those that had been enslaved.

'But how can I kill these people?' he thought as the warmth from the sun caressed his body. 'They may have consciences, as Kajitani did. Do I have the strength to take their lives? Do I have the right to?'

"Cousin, killing the people in those plants is the only way to salvage what we have already lost in this war. I know it's tough, but… it must be done," Shinjo said gently, sitting in a motorized wheelchair. Even though he was injured, he understandably had insisted on remaining mobile. The man desperately wanted revenge on the woman who did this to him – and who butchered his men.

"I don't know if I can," Kenshin replied softly, tightening his grip on the hilt of Akoutari.

"Aki, wake up," Takaya whispered as he quietly entered her quarters.

"No, Takaya, don't do that… that's too naughty…" she purred in her sleep, still dreaming.

"Uh," Takaya's face turned beet red. 'What kind of dream is she having about us?'

"Takaya!" she opened her eyes. "What are you doing here? What did you hear me say? Tell me!"

"Oh… haha, nothing," the man responded, scratching his head. Aki narrowed her eyes.

"Oy, I know you heard something," she said slyly, waiting for a reaction.

"I heard you say that you were hungry," Takaya replied, laughing nervously. Before Aki could respond, he continued. "That's why I made this for you. Hold on, let me get it."

"Eh?" she blinked her eyes and covered her mouth in shock. 'I must have morning breath, and I just talked directly to Takaya! Oh no, he must have gotten scared away, which is why he left.'

Before Takaya could re-enter the room, Aki jumped out of bed and zipped into her private bathroom, brushing her teeth faster than she ever had done in her entire life. Takaya wheeled a cart into her quarters, wondering where she had gone. Hearing the faucet running in the bathroom, he smiled to himself and waited patiently. After several minutes, Aki walked sheepishly out of the bathroom, her face fresh.

"Oh my…" she said, seeing the food prepared beautifully on the cart. "You shouldn't have…"

"I hope you enjoy it," he said, wheeling the cart to her bed. "You should sit on your bed, otherwise this won't really be a breakfast in bed. Happy Birthday."

"My birthday?" she replied, bemused. "Wow, with all that was going on, I even forgot about it."

"Yeah, well…" he replied, his face flushing a little. "Noal told me it was coming up."

"Takaya," she smiled, blushing heavily as she sat on her bed. 'We haven't kissed yet; I wonder if he is looking for one today. Hmm, no… I trust him. He wouldn't bribe me like that.'

"Eat up, Chief," he joked. Aki's eyes opened wide; the breakfast was no joke. Takaya had prepared two waffles, a cheese omelet, a piece of finely seasoned garlic bread, and an assortment of juices.

"Thanks… but this is a lot of food," she blurted, looking sheepishly. "Too much for a woman."

"Eh…" Takaya laughed awkwardly again. "Kenshin said that the Saiya-jin have big appetites."

"S… Saiya-jin," she stammered as she took a bite of her waffle. 'THIS IS GOOD!'

"So, what do you think?" Takaya asked nervously and waited patiently for a response.

"I like it a lot," she smiled, taking another big bite. "It's delicious."

"I'm glad," he nodded as he took out his own plate and began eating with her.

Near the Casino City of Las Vegas, ten Sol Tekkaman units surrounded an orchid of spore plants, which were developing their captives into Tekkamen warriors. Each of the warriors raised their arms in quick succession and pointed the huge blaster rifles mounted on their arms towards individual bulbs on the plants. On a signal, they fired, each sending a shot of greenish energy. The men waited inside their armor, hoping for success. Upon contact with the energy, the bulbs quickly disintegrated, as did their occupants.

"Good work, boys," General Dodge said as he watched the view screen carefully at his base. This was the moment for which he had been waiting so patiently. The scientists under his command had rapidly assembled ten full units during the past few days – it was a miracle that the things worked so quickly. Of course, there were a few kinks to work out, such as mobility and synchronization with the pilot's actions, but at least the weaponry on the units seemed to work fine.

'Victory will be the military's to cherish,' Dodge smiled. Little did he know that a powerful being was headed their way – vexed that his developing, defenseless servants were being attacked and destroyed.

"Shuriken and myself are here to report to you, Lord Omega," Spear said as he and Mieko knelt before their master. After the couple's joyful night, they had spent the past several days strengthening themselves in Radam spore pods in the Radam Outpost. Omega had called them, and they had arrived.

"We have unfortunate news," Omega said grimly. "Tekkaman Scimitar and Masamune are dead."

"Are you sure, master?" Shuriken gasped. 'So, the loudmouth got himself killed by the enemy.'

"I had sensed Scimitar while he was battling somebody, possibly Blade. However, his signal suddenly disappeared during the fight," Omega continued, "And that can only mean that he was killed. Masamune's death confuses me. I cannot make much of it, and I do not know who ended his existence."

"This is terrible," Kengo said heavily, and he turned towards a sad Mieko. "Are you okay?"

"No," Shuriken replied, her body trembling with the news. "How could they just die so soon?"

'I've lost two more, making five in total,' Omega fumed. 'A lot of my energy has been wasted.'

"We'll find out who killed our friends," Spear said, his voice determined. "We'll fish them out."

"Yes," Omega replied. "Then I leave it up to you to avenge us. Blade is one of the culprits for sure. I can't believe that nuisance is still around! You should've been competent enough to destroy him!"

"Our apologies, my lord," Spear said softly as he rose up. "I believe we've narrowed the location of their hidden base, underneath a mountain near their main facility. The coordinates of the place are—"

"Kengo!" Shuriken shrieked as she pushed Spear out of the way. The kien-zan that almost cleaved Spear into halves instead cut into Shuriken's side as she tried to prevent him from being killed. Omega quickly disappeared, leaving them to fend for themselves. Shuriken fell to the floor, crying in pain as she clutched her right side. Blood had already begun to seep out of her injury. She turned her head, realizing that the attack originated from either of the two pods lying nearby… or rather from its occupants.

"Who'd I get?" a voice asked in an annoyed tone. "Damn, it was wasted on Shuriken, wasn't it?"

"You bastards…" growled Spear as he knelt by Mieko's side and examined her wound. The attack had easily torn through two of her lower ribs. Her blood continued to flow from her injury.

"Mieko, stay with me," Spear begged as he tried to figure out a way to help her.

"Kengo," she whispered. "I'm bleeding too much."

"De-transform," he said, "or else I won't be able to do anything."

"I don't think you can do anything to help," a voice said as its host carefully emerged from the pod. Spear turned to look at him and instantly recognized that it was Goku. "But I think I can try."

The crystal form around Shuriken disappeared, and the clothed figure of Mieko lay on the ground. She looked weakly at Goku, who quickly knelt by her side and pointed one finger close to her wound.

"What are you going to do?" Spear yelled. "That's a dirty move, taking her out while she's hurt!"

"Calm down, I would never do that," Goku replied. "I'm going to cauterize her injury."

Before Spear could protest, a small beam of energy shot out of Goku's finger. Mieko yelled in pain as the blast hit her severed blood vessels, but she and Spear soon realized that his efforts slowed down, and then finally stopped, her bleeding. Finished, Goku weakly stood up on his feet. Spear could see that his face was pale, and he saw the young man collapse onto the ground before him.

'Ever since Alena destroyed the wave distorter, I've regained my senses,' he thought as he lay on the ground, defenseless. 'But the pods continued to drain energy out of me, so I haven't regained my power. Was I stupid for helping Shuriken? Now I'm as good as dead.'

"Don't you even think about taking advantage of my friend, especially after he helped you," Vegita grumbled as he climbed out of his pod. His palm remained outstretched as he approached the three in front of him. "My attack failed miserably, but I'm not at full power yet. My kien-zan should have cleaved through you, Spear, and then proceeded to wreck Omega. But this bitch here got in the way."

"Vegita…" Goku muttered as he lay on the floor. "That wasn't nice…"

"Fuck being nice!" his friend yelled back. "The Radam killed my family! Why would I nice?"

"I don't know why you helped us," Spear started to say.

"Because you Tekkamen are all humans like us," Goku said, cutting him off. Mieko stared at him.

"Don't think that your gesture of kindness will make me feel obliged to helping you," Spear said, laying his weapon on the ground. Using both of his hands, he carried Mieko to the back corner of the room, putting her out of danger. In the meanwhile, Vegita pulled up his friend and fully supported Goku. The two Saiya-jin boys soon heard another sound approaching, and even Spear turned to look.

"My elder brother might have gotten a little soft by your benevolent motion," Saber said, stepping into the room. "But don't think that I will be so merciful."

Vegita's eyes grew wide as he detected the Radam's energy level; it was far, far higher than their current power levels. In fact, Vegita even saw a thin golden aura outline Saber's Tekkaman form.

'That is why Goku is feeling so weak right now,' Vegita realized. 'Bezel pumped a ton of his energy into Saber, making him as strong as we are when we are Super Saiya-jin. But neither Goku nor I have enough strength to stand up to that now… our energy is still close to depletion.'

"Shinya, now is not the time," Spear started as he grabbed his younger brother's arm.

"You think I care what they did for your woman?" Saber yelled as he smashed his fist into Spear's face; the orange Tekkaman glided backwards and crashed into the wall behind him. Saber walked towards the two Saiya-jin boys standing weakly before him and pointed his lance at them.

"Saber, let them go for now," Spear whispered as he tried to pick himself up. However, his brother's attack was too strong for him, and he collapsed to the floor. He had never witnessed such strength in his younger brother before, and it terrified him.

"Your words of clemency disgust me," Saber said before charging the two boys. Vegita knew that he would be the only one to fight since Goku had almost nothing left. He pushed Goku out of the way and lunged for Saber, who reacted with lightning quick speed. Vegita rushed by Saber but winced in pain as he realized that Saber had just cut his right arm. The Saiya-jin grabbed his wound, preventing it from bleeding further. Turning his head, he saw Saber standing behind him and with his back towards him.

"These new powers are incredible," Saber's chuckle turned into a wild laugh as he proceeded to admire his body. "Your attack was so pathetic, and my counter was so flawless. You tried to punch me with your great Saiya-jin speed, but you failed miserably."

Vegita cursed to himself, standing back up. This time, he quietly charged at Saber, planning to deliver a powerful surprise kick to his back. Just as he was about to make contact, the Tekkaman whirled around and planted a hard round kick in Vegita's gut. The impact of the blow sent the young man crashing into the wall nearby. His body trembled with pain as he struggled to get back on his feet, but he soon collapsed to the floor. Saber's kick had been too strong for him to absorb. Vegita knew that if he went for another useless attack, his enemy would only skewer him with his lance.

"What!" Saber whispered, just barely missing the small blast that nearly smashed into the back of his head. Turning around, he saw Goku lying helplessly on the ground with his hand outstretched. The young man grimaced upon seeing his failure to even dent the Tekkaman, and Saber angrily trudged towards him. Vegita watched almost helplessly upon seeing Shinya raise his lance, ready to finish off Goku.

"Before I end your insignificant existence, I want to thank you for the energy you donated," he chuckled. "The energy you donated to make me perfect."

With those words, the Radam brought his lance down violently upon the young man.