Author: Nadz
Email: vegitto02 at yahoo dot com
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DragonTek (Part V: The Destiny Saga)
Chapter 74 - Destiny's Verdict
With every clash, the powers of light and darkness conflicted yet once again. The battle was one beyond words; surges of anger were the controlling agents here. The two warriors danced with ferocity and violence; their protective armors depicted their wear resulting from the brutality they displayed. The two had succeeded in slashing each other; they had succeeded in plowing the other through solid rock, metal, and stone structures. They had succeeded in fighting to their maximum and draining the other of his vitality. The battle of the demons was coming to an end, and the victor would soon be determined.
It was a battle so grand that hundreds watched their fray from the ground. They watched the streams of blue and red light that ran parallel at times and crashed during others. Yet the battle was not limited to the air, for terrified civilians on the ground had put themselves in mortal danger by witnessing this. As the two Tekkaman plowed each other through buildings and slashed each other on the streets, civilians ran for their lives, barely escaping obliteration. The deadly battle ravaged on, and Blade moved their battle away from the city. The servant of Radam followed his twin and realized how much damage he had taken. Cracks had spread across his armor like the floor of an arid desert, and Blade suffered the same.
Saber only smirked as he tasted his own blood, and so did Takaya, but the two pressed onwards as if they were possessed by angels of brutality and devastation. It was indeed the final battle between them, a battle neither could afford to lose. Yet, for Blade, its end was near. Saber revealed the cells on his chest.
Widening his eyes, Blade opened his own, and electricity crackled about them as they charged up.
"VOL-TEKKER!" Shinya boomed, crystalline-red energy bursting out from him and racing out.
"VOL-TEKKER!" Takaya roared, a crystalline-blue shooting forth. The two Super Voltekker beams collided viciously, and a bright white explosion ensued. Blade cried out as he was knocked back, unable to see through the white fireball. Pieces of his armor blew away, and his Blastor II armor sloughed off, leaving only behind his regular armor. Suddenly, he heard a fierce roar… coming from before him.
"FAREWELL, BLADE!" Saber roared, a silhouette of his demonic Blastor II form racing through the white fireball towards him. Takaya cursed, gripping his lance and twisting his body, trying to hold his ground despite the shockwaves. The awesome form of Blastor Saber emerged and flashed its eyes, roaring.
"DIE!" yelled Shinya, reaching his brother and thrusting his lance violently for the fatal blow…
… And then, to his horror, for the briefest possible moment, his body froze. Yet, that moment was the one most critical… Time began to move slowly for Shinya, whose body was exerted past its limit. He could only watch as his frozen arm, gripping his lance, merely managed to pierce his twin in the shoulder.
And he could only watch as Blade, in reaction, thrust his own lance forward… and buried it within his abdomen. Time snapped to normal, and Shinya opened his mouth in shock as he felt Blade's lance rip straight through his body and emerge out his back. Takaya released his grip, and they crashed to the dirt.
Nothing could console Shinya as he landed hard on his back, only to feel the lance pop out of his body and clatter harmlessly on the earth nearby. He could do nothing but stare in shock… for it was over.
"Good. Keep concentrating," urged Kakarotto, pleased with his great-great grandson. Goku Jr. kept his eyes shut, struggling to keep his mind calm and focused despite all that had happened and whom he had lost. Spore plants all around the world were gently sapped of their strength as the soft spheres of energy surged out of their flesh, and over ninety percent of them lost their color and turned black. Drained of energy, they withered and died. The spheres of energy continued to float into the air and speed towards the man gathering them.
'I will never lose to you, you Saiya-jin. Your ancestors razed my planet, and your forefathers annihilated our lives. I will never forgive you, and I hate your lineage,' thought Plague, gathering his energy for a final blow while he persisted in firing his own energy blast. 'But much as I hate to admit it, I know that you are not the monsters. You are fighting to preserve life on your planet, and you are fighting not for yourself, but for others. I respect you for that, and I wished that we possessed warriors like you. You may be valiant, but I will still fight my hardest against you. Things will not change!'
Bezel unleashed some more energy, pushing the Contact Point downwards. He could detect that his enemies below had weakened significantly, and he could afford to buy time to garner his strength. A smile crept across his face, and his tongue slithered along his lips in anticipation. Yet, a turn of the head cracked the fragile glass of total supremacy; Bezel finally noticed the energy being gathered some distance away on the ground, and he gasped his hardest ever upon seeing the man who had returned from oblivion.
'No… this isn't possible!' he shrieked in his mind as sweat appeared on his forehead. 'I killed him! I killed Son Goku of Legend! He can't be alive! What the hell is going on? And that ball of light above Goku Jr.'s head… I've seen that before, but where? OH FUCK! He's gathering a Genki Dama!'
Panic took him, for he was fully aware of the potency of the attack after seeing Goku Sr.'s fight with Buu. Now, he had no time to spare, and he decided to use the huge bank of energy he'd been storing.
"NOW… YOU… DIE!" he boomed, releasing a blast more deadly than that of even the Kakujin at full power. He had wanted to make this planet his Radam planet base, but his enemies had made his plans a debacle upon Omega's death. The ball of dirt and life, known as Earth, mattered to him no more. He was more than willing to destroy it completely if it meant the extermination of the Saiya-jin, who roared in horror as Plague's last attack, the Kyoukou Raishuu (Murder Attack), plowed violently into the Contact Point and forced it downwards at a frightening rate. Bezel looked on with desperation and tears – tears of hatred and vengeance that would soon be dried with his foes' deaths and the obliteration of their home…
"SHIT!" yelled Vegita, feeling his power disappear and his Garlic Gun fade completely. Kenshin and Shinjo also gave the last bit of energy they could afford, but nothing could prevent the disaster to come.
'It's over; there is no way do defend ourselves,' lamented Vegita, watching death approach. ' My energy is spent, and so are my cousins'. This attack is strong enough to cause Earth's total destruction and explosion, and so it won't matter if we dodge it now. At least we will die on the battlefield with my sister.'
The spherical Contact Point plowed for them and burned angrily, ready to devour its victims and bring an end to all that humans treasured. Bezel watched in anxiety and delight, for his revenge would be complete in a matter of moments. Triumph was in his hand, and victory was his… only for it to be taken away. The last hope for mankind finally reared its face, ready to turn the tide for good.
"SHIN-EI! (DIE!)" Goku Jr. roared as he hurled the completed ball with all of his strength. The Genki Dama appeared ten feet above Kenshin's head and slammed into the Contact Point, curving upwards and ripping through Bezel's attack as well as the thick fused Voltekker beams from the Tekkamen. With a stunning rate, it ascended, canceling out every quantum of energy it touched. Bezel and the evil Tekkamen shrieked in horror as the heavenly attack expanded and smashed into each one of them, and they cried in agony upon feeling the blaze of pure energy sear through their bodies. Dozens attempted to escape from the deadly light, only to be drawn back into the heart of the blast by energy-like tentacles that had shot out from the main ball and wrapped themselves around the escapees. Hundreds of fortunate Tekkamen were vaporized instantly, but the others screamed from the torture as they melted or were blown to fragments. The individuals defending Earth, whom had been on the verge of defeat, gazed upwards at the stunning explosion that lit the sky. This was the final stage of the battle; it was the final step towards their victory.
"Suffer your punishment," whispered Goku Jr. "Perish along with the terror you have spread."
"I cannot lose!" Bezel cried a blood-curling scream as the energy enveloped his person. His only sensation was pain, feeling the power of the Genki Dama, which had defeated so many others, tear into his armor and his body. The warriors on the ground shut their eyes as the enormous light in the navy blue sky instantly exploded in sheer brilliance. The explosion doubled, and the screams of the victims soon faded to oblivion. A final detonation sent streaks of light for miles around, resulting in a spectacular display of true fireworks. Kakarotto, proud of his descendants, smiled. The light from the blast faded several long, happy minutes later. The Radam were annihilated… and the people of Earth had finally won the devastating war.
On the other side of Japan…
Reaching to his shoulder, the Tekkaman painfully pulled out the lance embedded in it and tossed it to the dirt. As the cloud of dust settled, he looked with shock as he saw his twin lying on the ground, blood pouring from his abdominal wound. Soon, Saber's armor faded away, revealing his mutilated human form.
"Shinya!" gasped Blade, crawling over and holding the man's fallen body in his arms. "Shinya!"
"I was a lot of trouble, niisan, wasn't I?" Shinya whispered, sadness in his eyes as he looked up.
"You're back to yourself now…" Takaya said, seeing a tiny critter chirping near Shinya's body.
"I… was being controlled… by that… like Kengo-niisan was," Shinya said, struggling to speak, looking up into his brother's armored facemask. Takaya felt some tears well in his eyes, his heart heavy.
"Don't speak! I'm going to get you medical help!" Blade urged, knowing well he still loved him.
"You know… that is futile…" Shinya smiled, a tear in his eye. "You won… Takaya… niisan…"
Blade was taken aback by those words – yes, he had won, but he felt no happiness at the moment.
"I tried… my best to fight you… and prove I'm worthy… to step out of your… shadow," Shinya choked. "Ever since we were children… I've always wanted… to step out of your shadow… niisan…"
"Shinya…" whispered Blade. A thin stream of blood began to trickle out of his brother's mouth.
"But today… you took me seriously… and fought your best… so although I lost… I'm happy…"
"Shinya…" said Takaya, remembering the times he and Shinya had grown up. Everyone had considered Takaya to be more talented, and people had lesser expectations of Shinya, who had hated that.
"You fought me… with such anger… Where did it go?" Shinya asked, only to see Blade cry out himself. Takaya felt a shot of pain shoot through him, his muscles cramping severely. Shinya looked up with concern and knew what had happened. The battle had drained Blade as well, and his body too had gone past the limit. Shinya painfully raise his arm, offering the ruby Tek-crystal within his palm to him.
"Take this… and restore your strength… If you don't… your injuries will kill you… like me…"
"Shinya…" choked Blade, reaching out and holding his brother's hand. He wrapped the ruby item within his fingers, and the crystal flashed, covering Blade with a soft, red glow. It gave him energy to live.
"Go on… and leave me here… live your life… with Aki… My time is coming…" Shinya cried, gasping as his body spasmed again. "Please tell Miyuki… I'm sorry… for what I did to her… tell her…"
"I will, Shinya… I promise…"
"I'm sorry… Niisan…" Shinya whispered, slowly closing his eyes. Then, he breathed his last.
"Shinya…" whispered Takaya, tears of anger and sadness flowing down his cheeks. He peered over to the mind parasite still crawling around, glaring at it, knowing that it had corrupted his twin's mind.
"Just because of you!" Blade growled, crushing it with his fists as he slammed them into the dirt.
'Radam… you took my family… you took them from me…' he choked, tightly gripping the ruby Tek-crystal that gave him his energy. The man continued to weep, grieving over the brother he had shared his entire life with. Yet, he couldn't stay there forever, for Miyuki was waiting for him, and he had to tell her what he'd done. Rising up slowly, he took another look at his brother's peaceful corpse, lying silently in the howling of the wind. Before firing his thrusters and heading for the sky, he paused for a moment.
"Good bye… Shinya," he whispered, shutting his eyes tightly. "May your soul… rest free."
"After so much time…" whispered Vegita, collapsing on the ground along with Shinjo and Kenshin. "After so much energy… after so much death, it's over. We've won… finally, we've won…"
"Yes, victory is yours to keep," said Kakarotto, smiling as Junior and he approached the rest of them. Aki had already run out of the Blue Earth and was tending to Shinjo, Saki, and Miyuki; tears of jubilation were streaming down her face. Noal stood just outside of the Blue Earth, parked nearby, before walking excitedly towards the small crowd. Mieko, who had watched the final stages of the conflict from inside, smiled sadly from the hatch of the vessel. Goku approached slowly with his head hanging, mixed with happiness and grief. Kenshin stared at the sky next to Miyuki, who turned her head to watch him.
'We've won. We've really won,' the words flowed through the boy's mind as tears welled in his eyes as well. 'We won for you, otosan. We won for you, okaasan. We won, ojiisan, obaasan. We won.'
"Don't get up!" warned Aki, but Kenshin only smirked as he used his depleted energy to weakly stand on his two trembling knees. They turned their heads to look at the boy, who reached to his side and unsheathed the sword that had helped him preserve life via causing death. Raising it high, Kenshin turned it upside down and drove half of its blade into the ground. He stepped backwards, looking at his work.
"This sword," he whispered, his mouth forming a smile, "marks the point of our triumph."
"And it is a triumph well deserved," Kakarotto smiled, "and well earned. I'm proud of you all."
"But we couldn't have done it without your help, Goku-sama," whispered Goku Jr., knowing that it was the Genki Dama that had ultimately brought them victory. "If you weren't there, we would have…"
"That Genki Dama was yours alone," Kakarot shook his head. "I only taught you the technique."
"Thank you, Goku-sama," smiled Goku Jr., bowing his head with the praise. 'We might have won, but Vegita and I lost somebody very special to us… We all have lost someone dear…'
"Goku-sama," Kenshin interrupted, catching the man's attention. "We're all surprised that you…"
"… are alive?" Kakarot finished, and Kenshin nodded. "Well, I guess it doesn't hurt to tell you about it, although you may not believe me. I was asleep when Plague mercilessly killed Dende; had I been awake, it would never have happened. When I woke up from my long, long nap, I found out I was in some sort of purple void. I didn't really know where I was, but I knew there was an edge, a wall, surrounding this void. I felt chi at other side and used my teleportation technique to reach there. Well, to make a long story short, I continued to teleport from place to place until I reached the afterworld, where I met with Kaio-sama, the lord who told you about the origin of the Tekkamen. I witnessed much of the final battle through his telepathic senses. He insisted that I shouldn't interfere, but I struck a deal with him at the end, and he allowed me to return. So, I'm here now with you all."
"The Dragonballs are gone," said Goku Jr., crestfallen. "That means we can't revive anyone…"
"The Dragonballs will remain unusable," Kakarotto replied, immediately understanding what Junior was thinking. "But they will not be lost forever. Dende may have died, but inside his dead body is a small egg. Within days, that egg will hatch and produce his child, who in a few years will be able to restore power to the Earth's Dragonballs. You will have to wait until then."
'I will not tell them about the Namek balls,' Goku Sr. told himself. 'Those balls are unprotected and will grant any wish made. If these young ones learn about them, they may find a way to go to Namek and use those balls to revive everybody. Reviving everyone would lead to a huge chunk of negative energy entering the balls, and the results would be catastrophic if the evil Shenrons were to rise again.'
"Who would take care of him?" posed Kenshin, worried about the little Namek baby.
"Karin, the cat in Karin Tower under Sky Palace, has the egg resting in a protected room as we speak, but he won't be the one raising him… Mr. Popo will be the man to do that job," Kakarot explained.
"Mr. Popo?" Vegita blurted. "I thought he—"
"He barely survived his injuries," Senior said. "Karin is tending to him now, and he'll recover."
"Jesus," Noal whispered as he shook his head; he still couldn't believe all that he was hearing.
"You said that you made a deal with Kaio-sama," Kenshin said suddenly, raising his eyebrow.
"Oh, that," Goku Sr. chuckled. "Well, I promised him I would teach you my techniques. I've already taught Goku how to create a Genki Dama, but there are several other skills that I can teach you."
"I will begin with you, Vegita," Goku Sr. said, pointing to the surprised Saiya-jin, who watched as Goku Sr. approached him. Kakarotto placed his palm on the young man's forehead, and his hand glowed orange. The aura from his palm absorbed into Vegita, who flinched as he felt a rush of energy enter him.
"What was that?" he asked quizzically, trying to make sense of what he had received.
"That was the attack known as Ryu Ken (Dragon Fist)," Senior explained. "In a time of great need, focusing your mind will allow you to release a golden dragon of immense strength that will wrap itself around its enemy and annihilate it. It's one of my most powerful attacks."
"Thank you," Vegita bowed his head in appreciation and respect. 'Big Bang was getting boring...'
"Shinjo, you're next," continued Goku, startling the young man lying exhausted on the ground.
"Me?" said Shinjo, surprised that such a strong warrior would want to give him something. Goku nodded, and the man got up. Goku placed his palm on his forehead and transferred some red aura to him.
"That was Kaio-ken," he said, knowing that Shinjo, unable to become a Super Saiya-jin, would be able to utilize this technique. "It allows you to increase your strength and speed vastly during battle. It won't give you the agility and strength of a Super Saiya-jin, but it will bring you one step closer."
"Wow, thank you," replied Shinjo, bowing his head in deference. Goku nodded with a smile.
"Although you already have the Sokushi Zanzou technique, I'll give you another skill," Kakarotto said as he walked towards the sixteen year old Saiya-jin. Kenshin stood straight up and looked at the elder warrior directly in the eye, exhibiting the posture and poise taught to him by his late father.
"You will learn the teleportation technique," Goku Sr. continued, placing his palm on Kenshin's forehead and imparting the knowledge of the maneuver via transferring a green aura. "It will allow you to transport yourself anywhere so long as some living being is present at your desired destination. You will also be able to use this power to transport yourself to the afterworld, but this action is forbidden. I have given you an incredible skill that was taught to me. So do not abuse it."
"I promise I won't," Kenshin replied, bowing as well. Goku Sr. stood back and smiled.
"Goku-sama, you've given us all these secret techniques," Vegita Jr. stated. "But why?"
"I did so because— huh?" Goku interrupted himself upon noticing a greenish stream of light approach. Everybody turned their heads to get a glimpse of what had distracted the legendary warrior. Within seconds, Tekkaman Blade landed softly on the ground. In his arms, he was carrying something, or rather, someone. Kakarotto raised his eyebrow upon seeing the body.
"Tekkaman Plague!" gasped Goku Jr., his mouth open in shock. Everybody gathered around but kept their distance; Bezel's eyes were closed, and his armor was badly broken. It was missing completely in some areas, and it was severely cracked in others. Through the gaps in the armor, they could see his scorched skin and the numerous wounds from which his blood seeped. Takaya looked down at the Radam he was carrying and tossed the Tekkaman's body onto the ground next to Akoutari. Bezel grunted.
"He's still alive?" Vegita asked incredulously. 'What? His body withstood that Genki Dama?'
"I found him lying on the ground some distance away," Blade explained, relaxing his shoulders as he took a quick look at his sister. He still had to tell her the news about Shinya. "I brought him here so that we could do something fitting with his carcass, but I guess he really does have a little bit left in him."
"Oniisan, you're back," whispered a relieved Miyuki, back in her human form. "You beat him."
"Yes… our brother is dead," replied Takaya, his voice displaying mixed emotions. "We won."
"Yes… you have certainly won," rasped a voice, and everybody turned towards the source. His impact with the ground had jarred him awake, and his debilitated body trembled as he struggled to push his body up on his knees. Blood flowed from cuts all over, and half of his face was exposed beneath a broken facemask. Every movement resulted in another segment of his armor chipping and falling to the ground, and he coughed blood soon after he spoke.
"You resisted… everything I could muster…" his voice cracked as a tear rolled down his own bloodied cheek. "You defended… your planet… to the best of your ability… and you… handed us our defeat… You Saiya-jin… are strong… stronger than the Radam."
"No matter how much time it takes," replied Kakarotto in a serious tone, "justice always prevails."
"Fuck you and your justice… Did it prevail… when my home planet… was destroyed by your kind?" Bezel's voice scratched. "The annihilation… of Planet Vegita… was not suitable a punishment… But justice was served to an extent in my favor… because I am still alive and able to keep… my promise."
"Why don't you die already?" spat Vegita, shaking his head in scorn. Bezel smirked and painfully reached to his right, pulling Akoutari from the ground and extending it in front of him. The rest of the group watched him carefully, although they knew that he was too weak and unable to attack them with it.
"Over a thousand years ago… I made a promise… to myself… I told myself… that I would never die… by the hands… of a Saiya-jin," whispered the Radam, reaching out with his left arm and holding the hilt in both of his hands. With a smirk, Bezel turned the sword around and pointed it at his own chest…
"Still a coward," spat Kenshin, narrowing his eyes. "If you truly believed in your cause, you'd be ready to die at the hands of the enemy, not run from it. I thought you would show more courage than that."
"Don't be so cocky, boy… And don't judge me… You haven't the slightest clue… about me… I die again… for my people…" whispered Bezel, plunging Akoutari deep into his heart. With a grunt, he fell to the dirt, a pool of blood gently spreading beneath him. 'My family… your father… is coming to you…'
The group watched silently as the last bit of life left the warrior's still body. Kenshin bowed his head – not in respect, but as a result of being stung by Bezel's response. Yet, he still held his opinion firm.
"How disgraceful," stated Goku Jr., shaking his head. "To murder billions of innocents over the course of hundreds of years as a form of mindless revenge… and then say that you did it for your planet. His last words carry no value. He must be a shame, not a hero, in the eyes of his original Radam people."
"Maybe," commented Takaya, agreeing with Vegita. "But all that matters now is that it's over."
"It is, and so is my work here on this planet," replied Goku Sr. with a thin, sad smile. "At last."
"What do you mean?" Kenshin and the rest snapped their heads towards the legendary warrior.
"The deal I made with Kaio-sama required that I teach you those techniques," he said, pausing as he saw their anxious eyes, "and leave the living world for good. The only reason I'm alive was so I could guard the Dragonballs from radical wishes. With them ineffective, the gods insisted that I leave this plane and join them in the afterworld. That's why I must go. I passed on those skills on to you because I knew I wouldn't be able to stay here any longer. Now, you young ones will be the only ones left to protect Earth."
"You just can't leave us like this, Goku-sama," said Goku Jr., his throat tight. Kakarotto smiled at his descendant and reached into a fold in his gi, pulling out a spherical stone. Then, he offered to Junior, who took it and grabbed it tightly in the palm of his right hand.
"I'm sorry, Son Goku. It must be this way," gently said Goku Sr., placing his hand on the young man's shoulder. "After I am gone, nobody will be there with the Dragonballs, once they will be reborn. I had merged with the Dragonballs over a century ago in order to keep wishes in check, but there will be no such thing from now on. That will become your responsibility, Goku."
"But… how can I…" stammered Junior, and Senior chuckled in response.
"In your hand is the four-star ball," explained Kakarot, motioning towards the stone. "When Dende's child restores life to the Dragonballs in the years to come, that gray rock will become the ball you have always known. Protect it with care, and make sure it doesn't fall into the wrong hands. All seven balls are needed to make a wish. If you can keep this one safe, you will have done your job successfully."
"Thank you," whispered Goku Jr., saddened by the thought of the older man leaving permanently.
"I have taught you all my special techniques, but there is one last gift I must give you," Kakarotto said softly as he placed the tips of his index and middle fingers on his forehead. He immediately vanished from sight, only to reappear seconds later while holding somebody in his arms. The girl's eyes remained closed as she lay sleeping, and Goku Jr.'s eyes widened in ecstatic shock upon recognizing her instantly.
"Alena!" whispered Vegita and he simultaneously, their hearts skipping a beat.
"This is the last gift I can offer – the gift of life," smiled Kakarotto. A white aura outlined Alena and he, and the halo above her head disappeared, only to reappear over Kakarot's unique hair. He placed her on the ground, and her eyes fluttered open, only to see her brother and Goku kneel down by her side.
"You're back," whispered Goku Jr., tears now running down his cheeks.
"This life energy I have passed on to her was never my own. It had been passed on to me by an ancient lord of the afterworld over a century ago, so it would only be right if I transferred it to somebody else," stated the elder man. "I knew that I would bring her back to life, and that is why I had let her die."
"Thank you," Junior's lips trembled in joy. "Thank you so much…"
"Alena," the legendary warrior continued, "you have already sacrificed yourself. You succeeded in your method of repentance. But I have given you another chance at life, and you are now reborn. Don't look back, and live your life to your fullest and best. There are people here who care deeply about you, so don't abandon them again. Live. That is your destiny now."
"I will," she whispered, looking up at the figure standing over her. "I promise you that…"
"Then this is my final good-bye to you all," smiled Goku Sr., and some tears welled in his eyes as well. "My work here is done. Make sure you practice those techniques, or they'll be ineffective. My wife and children are in heaven and have been waiting for me for over a hundred years. I've been too neglectful towards them, but that will change soon. Don't worry for me. I will be happy, and so will you all."
"We will never forget you, Goku-sama!" choked Kenshin, staring at the man. "Never…"
"Live in peace… and happiness…" smiled Kakarotto, fading slowly from sight. "Good bye…"
The sound from his words lingered in the air, only to fade away with his person… for all time.
Author Notes: So, what did you think? Like the bit about Alena? ;)
By the way, the battle between Blade and Saber above was pretty much copied from the Tekkaman Blade anime. It just didn't feel right to make my own version of their final fight; it just had to be the way the anime showed it. The technical reason that Saber lost was that his body was already exhausted from firing a Super Voltekker (which, on top of that, collided with Blade's). Blade lost his Blastor armor, while Saber retained his. The Blastor form is very strenuous on the body, and so Saber's body just gave out at the critical moment (when they attacked each other with their lances).
Also, a lot of Blade and Saber's post-battle dialogue is based on their final dialogue from the anime (since anything else would only detract from Saber's character). Though, in the anime, after Saber/Evil dies, Blade goes ballistic out of grief and does a direct attack on Omega on the moon. In DragonTek, he's a little more controlled (I would rather him go ballistic, but since the Saiya-jin had won by that point, there would be nobody for him to unload his wrath on. Hence, I made him more controlled).
Next and final chapter: Epilogue.
Thanks to all who have read and/or reviewed. I didn't reply to you individually since this chapter itself should have addressed your comments :)