Author: Nadz
Email: vegitto02 at yahoo dot com

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DragonTek (Part V: The Destiny Saga)

Chapter 56 - Massacre

The sensation of approaching danger seared through their veins. The spore plants could feel the Radam Tekkamen coming for them – no, rather – for those trapped inside their thick bulbs. Bezel had ordered the alien soldiers to destroy all those developing humans in the pods all over the world, for they were useless now since all traces of the mind parasites had been eliminated from the host pods.

A young boy in one of the pods snapped his eyes open. He could feel the pod squirming and the juices inside sloshing. It almost felt as if the plant itself was trembling, and he tried to figure out the cause. It was only when he heard the screeching sounds from above that he realized what was about to happen. Up in the air, five armored warriors hovered menacingly. Then, they shot downwards… and came closer…

"No!" the boy whispered as his bulb violently shook. Before he knew what was happening, it contracted and spit him out, and he crashed to the ground ten feet below. Yet, he remained unhurt, for he could feel a casing of thin armor surrounding his body. It covered his face, and a visor protected his eyes.

'What have I become?' he wondered. 'What have they done to me?'

Then, he heard shrieks around him. Each of the bulbs of the spore plants violently spit out their prisoners, who landed hard on the ground. In fact, pods all over the world proceeded to spit out their premature "Primary Body" inhabitants. The pods knew that these Primary Bodies were the true targets, not themselves, so they ejected them to avoid being attacked by the Tekkamen. Soon, another man fell out.

"Father!" the young boy started, extremely worried. "What is—"

"No!" his father yelled. One of the armored monsters swooped down to a neighboring plant, drilling its sharp lance directly through the body of a helpless, screaming Primary Body. The Radam warrior's comrades also continued to brutally murder the Primary Bodies; they continued to gouge out hearts, stomachs, and facial parts. The boy screamed, and the Tekkaman turned its gaze towards him.

"David," the father said desperately. "Get out of here while you can!"

"I won't leave you, father!" his son cried. As the Tekkaman slowly walked their way, the father mustered all his strength. The little blonde boy crouched in fear, backing away slowly and hiding behind one of the thick stalks of the plants. He watched dreadfully as his father blocked the Tekkaman's path.

"I won't let you pass," David's father said adamantly, spreading his arms wide. The Tekkaman only chuckled as it drove its weapon straight through the man's midsection. David gasped in sheer horror.

His father felt the blood drip from his mouth and leak from his stomach. Then, the Tekkaman raised its weapon and swung vertically downwards, cleaving the man in halves and watching his pieces fall.

Tears of grief, tears of fear, and tears of anguish flowed down the young David's cheeks. Before passing out, the young future Space Knight saw it turn away and wreak havoc on more Primary Bodies.

This pattern continued all over the world…

'Kenshin saved me… from them, and from death,' Alena thought, sitting in the Blue Earth. The ride to the Sky Palace remained quiet and solemn. Everyone was drained, although they were on full alert.

'Why did he save me? I'm so horrible… responsible for hundreds of deaths… I mutilated… brutalized… destroyed so much… Why am I getting a second chance at life when millions have not? No, I deserve to die for what I've done… but yet, my death won't bring a soul back… Pan, mother, Kenshin's family… I even knew I was doing it, but there was nothing I could do to stop it… but is that an excuse? No, their death is my fault… After this is all over, I should die… I should take the initiative to end my life…'

The girl continued to delve in her saturnine thoughts.

"You haven't even told me your name," Kenshin asked, dodging the swipe of the obsidian sword.

"Neither have you," came the reply, whose owner generated a dagger and hurled it at the boy, who caught it with ease. Kenshin slipped its hilt into his palm and wrapped his fingers around the small handle.

'Seven dots…' Kenshin thought, observing the Tekkaman's chest-plate. On its side were seven red dots, each an inch in radius. The boy remembered he'd seen four dots on the warriors he'd just fought.

"Those dots near your shoulder…" he started.

"They signify my garrison number… So… I am Level G7 Radam, Tekkaman Magnegma."

"Magnegma?" Kenshin smirked, pausing. "A cross between Magnet and Magma?"

"Correct again," it said, swinging again at the teen.

"What do you fight for?" Kenshin asked, blocking the side of the sword with his dagger.

"The Radam cause, of course," it replied, lunging for another strike.

"How 'bout I tell you that you have one last chance to surrender and renounce Radam?"

"Is this a joke?" Magnegma chuckled heavily. "You are the one posing ultimatums to me?"

"I'm giving you a last warning," Kenshin replied, his tone serious. "If you defect now, I'll spare you. If you don't, the next several seconds will be the most painful you'll ever suffer. Mark my words."

"You think you can kill me that easily?" his opponent challenged, bemused.

"I know I can," came the confident reply. "And if you refuse my offer, I will."

"Go to hell!" Magnegma said before charging for him. Kenshin adopted a stance, ready. The Radam feinted to the left but then shifted to his right. With a quick downwards swing, he hoped to split the boy into parts. However, he never finished his attack – Kenshin had completely destroyed his sword with a blast of energy. The boy stuck his palm right on top of Akoutari, still pinned to the Tekkaman's torso.

"You told me to go to hell," Kenshin chuckled. "But there's something very wrong with that…"

"Get away from me!" Magnegma yelled, trying to back away, but the boy followed him with the same velocity, maintaining his palm on the metal of the sword as his fingers twitched. Magnegma sweated.

"You can't tell me to go to hell…" Kenshin smirked. "Because it… has come here… for you."

Before the Tekkaman could move, Kenshin transferred his energy onto the blade of Akoutari, which proceeded to cover itself in a thick blue aura. Soon, a thin blue line appeared across the warrior's chest, and that line multiplied exponentially into thousands. The warrior gasped, and Kenshin chuckled. Within seconds, the lines tore through the Tekkaman, shredding him into thousands of pieces. Kenshin grabbed Akoutari and sprung away from the chopped up carcass, which detonated luminously thereafter.

"What!" Saber blurted as he saw the explosion nearby. Lying in front of him lay the prostate figure of Tekkaman Blade, trying to recover. Saber eyed the area, only to see the teenage boy emerge unhurt with a katana in his hand. Kenshin smirked, approaching him, and Shinya returned a frown.

"So, the great Son Kenshin has defeated yet another Tekkaman," Saber said condescendingly.

'I wish to save Tekkamen that are humans and Saiya-jin,' Kenshin thought, realizing what he had done. 'But why am I not caring about saving those from other planets? Why such bias? But then again, who says I want to save Saber? Why am I hesitating against him? Is it because he's… Miyuki's brother?'

"Fire!" Dodge's order came through the com-link. Within seconds, the ten Sol Tekkaman units he had dispatched released green blasts of energy upon the Radam that were about to pass by overhead. One of the Tekkaman shrieked in pain, for one of the blasts melted away half of its body. The men cheered as they watched the carcass, with one dot on its chest plate, crash to the ground, but their celebration soon turned to deep concern as the remaining five Tekkamen looming above them growled in their direction.

"Oh damn, they're pretty mad!" one of the soldiers inside the units blurted. The units stepped backwards as the Tekkamen lowered to the ground. Four of them mourned their late comrade, and the fifth stepped towards the culprit. The man inside felt the sweat bead on his face and cheeks, and he screamed as the monster charged him. He desperately fired several shots, but it was to no avail. The monster rasped as it reached out and caught him by his throat, only to squeeze harder. This one had six dots on its chest.

"Help… me…" the helpless man, Kevin, begged as the monster snarled.

"Now!" one of his comrades yelled, firing. However, the Tekkaman quickly protected itself by pulling his captive in front of it. Kevin shrieked as the energy blast smashed into his body, and his friends gasped at their mistake, watching him burn their very eyes. With a chop, the Tekkaman beheaded the man.

'No… not again… not like last time,' one of the other soldiers thought, panicking. He had been one of the original pilots of the Sol Tekkaman units several hours ago when his team had encountered a purple Tekkaman – Plague. Without thinking, he backed away and launched into the air. There was only one thought he had in mind – to get back to the sanctuary of the Area 51 base.

'I will be safe there,' he thought, his mind racing completely irrationally. 'They will save me.'

"Soldier, don't come here! I repeat, don't come to the base!" Dodge's voice yelled. Yet, the soldier's mind was so frenzied that he completely ignored the General's words. Dodge had left them to fend for themselves against Plague, and there was no way he would allow that to happen again. The fearful soldier quickly approached the base. Little did he notice the five Radam warriors following his very trail.

With a fist smashing into his face, the man staggered backwards several feet in the air. Wiping the trickle of blood from just above his eye, Shinjo glared at his enemy. It adorned seven red dots on its chest, and it was giving him trouble. There were a total of four Tekkamen attacking the secondary facility. The Saiya-jin had attempted to attack the other three first, but this G7 warrior had hindered his path and trapped him. Shinjo spit in frustration, for he was being rendered ineffective. The sounds of battle whizzed around the two, and Shinjo felt sick to his stomach at what he saw on the ground. The three remaining Tekkamen were butchering Space Knight personnel, who were fighting their hardest with relatively inferior weapons.

Without warning, Shinjo fired an energy blast at one of the three weaker G3 Tekkamen, smashing it into its backside and melting away three quarters of its armor. The G7 fighter watched with interest, and Shinjo turned towards another G3. Yet, the G7 stood in his way and surprised him when it began to speak.

"That was quite a dishonorable blow, hitting my team member in the backside," it rasped.

"Get out of my way!" Shinjo barked, trying to get past him. "I don't have time for you."

"Do you honestly think that you can win this battle without having to defeat me?" it countered, not letting him pass. "You should feel honored to be in the presence of one of the highest ranked Tekkamen."

'Shit, I have to finish him,' Shinjo thought desperately. 'The Space Knights are counting on me!'

"I'm surprised you don't recognize me, you Saiya-jin," it started, examining Shinjo's tail.

"Recognize you?" he replied, puzzled. "Why would I? All you Tekkamen look the same to me."

"I guess you don't know your ancestors well enough," it said, pausing. "Rather… their friends."

"Why would I know that?" Shinjo barked, annoyed at this chit-chat as men were dying below.

"Haven't you wondered yet why Radam decided on Earth? Has that ever crossed your mind?"

"I don't care!" Shinjo yelled, starting to gather energy. His opponent looked on in interest, noting the Saiya-jin's chi-level increase. Shinjo let out a battle cry as he fired a blast. Calmly raising its hand, the Tekkaman let out a chi blast of its own, totally canceling them out. Shinjo gawked at his strange opponent.

"Who are you?" Shinjo demanded. 'This one just used a chi attack! Just like that purple guy…'

"Tekkaman Three," it replied, lighting one red eye on its forehead in addition to the two on its visor. "I am whom your ancestors referred to as Tenshinhan, the triclops. For decades, I had lived in the shadow of the Saiya-jin warriors, but now is time for me to display my superiority over you monkeys."

'Monkeys, huh? If you really want it so bad,' Shinjo thought, generating a white ball of crackling light in his right palm. 'I'm sorry, Aki, but there is no alternative.'

"No," Aki whispered as a grayish Tekkaman appeared on the view screen, swooping down on the men standing at the base of the mountain. Tears had already welled in her eyes at the savagery she'd seen.

"Group Y, move out of your area. They're going to get you!" she yelled into the transmitter, but it was to no avail. Aki could do nothing but watch as the grayish Tekkaman landed directly on one of the soldiers, mercilessly crushing him. It then proceeded to swing its leg backwards, only to follow with a hard kick to a neighboring soldier's back. Its foot completely tore through the man's torso, and its sharp toes protruded out from its victim's chest. Aki felt sick to her stomach, and tears streamed down her cheeks.

'What kind of Commander am I…' she lamented. 'To send these people to such cruel deaths?'

"I can't stand here," she said to herself, tearfully grabbing a laser rifle. "I have to fight them!"

"I'm afraid you can't do that," a voice said, startling her. Aki turned around to look behind her, but she could see nothing; the hallway behind her was dark – completely dark. She scolded herself for imagining things, but her attention was caught again as the soft effeminate chuckling echoed behind her.

"Who's there?" Aki demanded, leveling the rifle and keeping her finger on the trigger.

"A shadow," came the eerie reply as the voice's owner stepped softly out of the darkness.

"Oh my god," Aki whispered, her hands trembling. "What do you want from me?"

"You're going to come with me," replied Tekkaman Shuriken, flashing a scarlet eye.

Author Notes: David (the young future Space Knight) is a Space Knight in the OAV: Tekkaman Blade II, which takes place eight years after the end of Tekkaman Blade I anime.

A "Primary Body" is like an intermediate Tekkaman - a person who has been engulfed by the pod but who has not completed the conversion process. Hence, they have a basic (primary) layer of armor, which offers some protection (but not as much as that of a full Tekkaman). They are pretty much helpless when up against buggers and Radam Tekkamen.

DynastyDrummer: About Bezel thinking that attacking Goku is like "instant suicide" - basically, if Bezel attacks Goku, that will allow Goku to fight back. Since Goku is orders of magnitude stronger than Bezel, he would destroy him in a heartbeat, hence Bezel instigating a fight with Goku Sr. would be like asking for death.