I wish I owned DBZ, but I don't. I own DVD's and tapes, but it just isn't the same. I also don't own the right to Starcraft or any of the music pieces you see selected, just copies of merchandise, such a shame. The artists that created them are geniuses and we all must bow to them.

Chapter 24: Fasha's anger

Fasha flew alongside Eighteen towards the Protoss base, watching out for anything ahead of them.

"Keep your energy as concealed as you can Fasha. We don't want them to detect anything other than Gotenks right now!"

"For all we know they can detect your power, never mind mine!" Fasha argued.

"I don't think so. From what I can tell, the moron is still moving up there, so they haven't shot him down. And the ki signal from Gotenks is probably jamming any scanner around, we're still on track here!" Eighteen pointed out as Fasha sensed the same.

"So how long does that fusion stuff last again? The prince and Kakarot did not explain it very well when we were training. We were taught the dance, but never tried it out for real. How long?" Fasha asked.

"Thirty minutes from what I understand, and so far they've only used five. I estimate them to have ten minutes left when we arrive!" Eighteen said.

"That isn't much time to find the others!" Fasha pointed out.

"That's why I wanted the moron to go as well. He's the other distraction as long as he doesn't try to fight them!"

"So he really is a coward, and here I always heard great stories about him!" Fasha looked slightly amused.

Eighteen frowned, "Believe me, they were only stories! But sometimes he can do something useful, let's hope this might be one of those times!" The two continued flying quickly to their destination.

-

"Executor, why would Judicator Aldaris betray us so?" the Zealot named Krator asked. He had been one of the lucky few to survive the battle with the infested Saiyan Borgos, and thus had seen everything that actually happened.

"No doubt for his own ambition. Just like his ancestors, he has always had a greed for power and will do anything to achieve it. The reason he would lock us away is simple, we know the truth!" Tassadar explained.

"What do you suppose he will do with the Saiyans? Surely he will have a difficult time handling them!"

"He has been known to be crafty and clever in his dealings, do not count him out so quickly. Obviously he discovered a way to disrupt their energies much like the Terrans in our galaxy did to disrupt the Zerg. If he is able to keep them all on a leash, then there's no telling what he will plan to do next!"

"Executor, what can we do then?"

"We wait. I have a feeling Aldaris will slip up somewhere along the lines, that is one of his flaws. He will always miss something somewhere, unfortunately we will probably not be around when that happens!"

"Surely the Conclave will hear our case when we get to Auir!" Krator argued.

"That's if we get to Auir. He will probably have us killed and set it up like some sort of freak accident, he isn't that stupid. We must be patient should our opportunity present itself. I still don't believe he can keep these powerful Saiyans tied down, at least not with all of the Zerg out there. Trust me my friend, he will miss something!"

"As you say Executor. But if these Saiyans rely on ki energy to battle, what can they do without it?"

"You do have much to learn about them Krator, they have amazing physical prowess as well. If you didn't have a plasma shield, its likely one blow could kill you if they were to strike at the right spot!"

"Come to think of it, I did hear tell of a few of them snapping our brother's necks like twigs even with the shields on. Though I was being tied down at the time," Krator said, looking thoughtful.

"Precisely, and there is another important factor here: the two mystical Saiyans!"

"You mean the two that can use sacred Psionic energy as well?"

"Yes. Given time, I believe at least one of them could develop his Psi power enough to where they could use it instead of ki. The Judicator would not be able to create a device to disrupt it because it would sacrifice his own powers in the process. One on one against a Saiyan with no powers on either side, I would bet all the Kalah's wealth on the Saiyan!" Tassadar smiled slightly.

"Yes I managed to witness the young Saiyan Verto do just that against our brothers during the struggle. He didn't seem to control it quite well yet, but I could definitely sense the Psi potential there!"

"Very good, no doubt Aldaris noticed this as well. He will likely kill the child, or lock him away in stasis so he is not a threat!"

"Makes sense," Krator commented as the door to their small jail hall opened. In stepped Aldaris, all smiles.

"Judicator, I demand you free us at once!" Krator shouted at him, forgetting his self-control and grabbing the jail bars. After the shock and scream, the Zealot was silent.

"My my, aren't we vengeful today? How about you Tassadar?" Aldaris asked.

"Your luck can't last forever Aldaris, you will slip up somewhere. You've done it in the past, and you will do it again! You and your entire family history are corrupted by foolishness!" Tassadar claimed.

"On the contrary, I've taken every precaution in my efforts on this detestable planet. Nothing will go wrong in my plan!"

"And just what is your plan Aldaris, trying to make Executor for the first time? Or overthrow the Conclave?"

"Ha, those are old dreams Tassadar! Once I learn the secrets of ki energy, I will be the most powerful Protoss to ever live! And I will rule our people just as my ancestors did!"

"They won't let you do that, the Conclave has been in power for a millennium! You think they would just hand the empire back to the old days of dictatorship?" Krator snarled.

"Oh but they will! Nothing shall stand in my way when that happens. I assure you Tassadar, I will rule our galaxy someday! You can't stop me! The Zerg won't stop me, the Terrans there won't stop me, and no one around here will either!" Aldaris frowned at the defiant looks he was getting from his former comrades.

"And who is going to help you do it? Once our brethren realize what you're really up to, they will put a stop to it!" Krator asked.

"They won't even know until it's too late, by then I will be more powerful than you can imagine!"

"If you think Prince Vegeta or his brethren will surrender those secrets willingly, you should just give up now!" Tassadar said, looking quite disgusted with his former assistant, but kept his sitting position.

"Oh you don't understand, these Saiyans have tight bonds with each other. Hurt one and the others will grovel at your feet to stop. We're already examining the Saiyan Shugesh and learning the secrets of his power, and soon the child Verto will receive the same!"

"Careful you don't press the wrong button Judicator, you may set off a devastating explosion!" Tassadar warned.

"You speak nonsense Tassadar, you can sit in that cell until you roll over and die!" Aldaris snarled, leaving the room right away. Once he was gone, Krator gave his superior a strange look.

Tassadar looked slightly amused, "His achilles heel has already been exposed. It is very foolish that he should want to rely on torture for secrets. If he hurts any one of them, the others will erupt in fury. Especially if he harms another's mate!"

"What good will that do if their ki is restricted and they are in our prison cells?" Krator asked.

"It's something that Prince Vegeta explained to me. If a Saiyan is powerful and angry enough, he will breach his own limitations and rise to a new level. I don't see that being effective for most of them right now, but if young Gohan were to get angry enough, I would hate to be in Aldaris' armor!" The two remained silent for a while, until long sonic booms started going off.

"There must be a battle with the Zerg going on outside!" Krator deducted.

"Possibly, but somehow I doubt it!"

-

"All right, I'm here!" Gotenks announced as he landed in the middle of the Protoss base. He was surrounded by a few hundred of the aliens within seconds.

"Hmm, looks like the welcome wagon is here!" he said, grinning. Then, in a bright flash, another two hundred troops warped in. Gotenks still only looked mildly interested. Barely remembering what he was supposed to do, he started posing and declaring himself as the ultimate god of death.

"Naughty aliens need a lesson! I'm here to teach it!" he declared, holding up the victory sign.

"Surrender child!" a Zealot ordered.

"Gotta catch me first!" Gotenks taunted. The zealots started running at him with their small but deadly blades drawn. Gotenks phased out and maneuvered around them all to the other side of the base where most of them had been. They all looked about for a moment or two until realizing where he was.

"Na Na Na, can't catch me if you can't keep up! You guys can't even follow my movements!" Gotenks declared. Aldaris just happened to step into the main window of the temple, catching a glimpse of his soldiers being humiliated.

"Croton, how long until the disruptor can fire?" he asked.

"Less than a minute Judicator!"

"And how long will it last this time?" Aldaris sneered.

"We changed the circuits to a newer model. The field should last about fifteen minutes, another hour to charge!" Croton explained, looking hopeful.

"Very well, prepare it right away, and bring me one of the human females. Should the charge run out, I might need some insurance!"

Back on the ground, Gotenks was making sport of a few Zealots that rushed in only to be kicked around to the point where their armor fell off. Since that was their only form of clothing, they scattered, trying to find some sort of covering, leaving Gotenks in fits of laughter. The rest of the troops snarled a battle cry, running at the fused child all at once.

Gotenks smirked, "Time to be serious I guess, Ka, me, ha, me," he started charging his blast. As he was finishing, his blast suddenly vanished, leaving him slightly puzzled.

"What the, my time isn't up already! What the hell happened to my blast?" he asked.

"Foolish child, our ki disruptor takes away all of your abilities! You can't even fly your way out of this trap!" Aldaris announced over some sort of intercom speaker.

"Damn, I'll just have to beat them the old fashioned way!" Gotenks got into his stance, before running the other way. Ooops, I almost forgot, Eighteen wanted me to just lead them away so she can get everyone out, I better go outside! Gotenks thought as he dodged aside and jumped over slashes and Psi cannon blasts that were now constantly shooting at him. He weaved in and out until he reached the base perimeter, where he turned to the pack of soldiers that were on his tail.

He dropped his pants and smacked his rear at them, "Betcha can't catch me losers!" he shouted, taking off to the left at top running speed. Nearly all of the soldiers followed him out the door on Aldaris' orders. Once all of them had exited, Gotenks led them on a countryside race with him in front.

A certain afro-headed human crept into the base and ducked behind the large buildings, lowering his energy to nearly nothing just like his Namek friend had taught him. At first he could lower his ki, then as he slid against the walls and got into the base, he couldn't even feel his already low power. Eighteen had warned Hercule Satan of this, so it wasn't a complete surprise. If anything it was like a distant memory to what he used to be like before Piccolo and Gohan trained him.

Outside he heard sonic booms going off, Gotenks had gotten his ki power back once he was away from the base and he was busy making the aliens pay for taking it away in the first place. Satan ignored it for the most part and kept his eyes peeled for any activity around him. A few mindless probes ran about, conducting mostly maintenance from what he could tell. He moved past them, staying in the shadows until he came to the main temple.

"This place is huge," he commented; tip toeing inside and ducking through the halls. His mission from Eighteen and Fasha was simple; create a distraction by sabotaging this alien technology. However that was going to be difficult, with the anti-ki field up, no one except Eighteen would be able to use their powers. I'll just have to hide somewhere until they take it down, she said it didn't last long when they attacked. He spotted many dark hallways in the temple, and chose one. He kept a good look in front and behind him, ready to attack if necessary.

Back outside, Gotenks was tearing up the Protoss army with his restored ki power. In an amazing move of brains, he took his sweet time disposing of them and kept them all distracted, as he spotted Eighteen and Fasha creeping up on the base. Eighteen's eyes narrowed when they crept inside.

"The ki disruption field is up, I cannot detect the idiot or our friends!" she said.

"Dido, my power isn't working now!" Fasha glanced around to make sure they hadn't been seen.

"Then perhaps he was captured before he could get very far, but Gotenks seems to still be going out there. He's still got time before fusion is over. We should make use of it to search around and see if we can find our friends!" Eighteen noted, looking around herself.

"Hey Eighteen, what's that over there?" Fasha pointed to an object that stood on the far east side of the base. They were on the south end, and thus managed to creep along the walls until they came across the object.

"Looks like some sort of Stasis chamber. Similar to what Seventeen and I used to be stored in before Dr. Gero released us," Eighteen said, glancing at the sickly green color the inside gave off.

"I wonder what's in it?" Fasha said, stepping up to try to look in.

"I cannot tell from here. If there is some sort of computer panel around here, I may be able to find out!" Eighteen said.

"Here's one on the side of it!" Fasha pointed out.

"Good. Keep alert, this may take a minute to hack into their systems!"

"Gotcha!" Fasha nodded, glancing around before taking a closer look at the green tube. She saw nothing but green at first, but slowly a figure shown up. She squinted to see who or what it was.

"There is something in here. Doesn't quite look like a Protoss or a Zerg, looks kind of like a human!" Fasha noted as the figure slowly came into view. Then Fasha locked her eyes on an extra appendage sticking out the side.

"It's a Saiyan, but I can't see the face yet! Can you find out Eighteen?" Fasha asked, her voice dripping with concern.

"Working on it, these files are heavily encrypted!" she said, typing like mad once she figured out the Protoss language codes and buttons. A few more minutes went by; the sounds of Gotenks versus the Protoss were still hot and heavy along with Eighteen's crazy speeds of android hacking and interpretation.

"I've located our friends, they're being held in the main temple over there in some sort of prison chamber in the deepest levels. It will be difficult to navigate through all this, but I can memorize the map though," Eighteen noted before turning her attention back to the Stasis chamber. Fasha's eyes started picking up the facial features of the figure in the chamber a little better, but still struggled to see who it was.

"Let's see, the file says it's a Saiyan alright. But who is it?" Eighteen asked as she continued her work. Fasha still couldn't make out who it was, so she glanced back over the Saiyan's body, picking up on any discrepancies she could detect and that she knew about. The green fluid was not co-operating well, and didn't budge much of an inch to bring the figure closer.

"Damnit, I know a lot of Saiyan bodies and little defects here and there. But this damn fluid is blocking my view so I can't identify him!"

"It doesn't help that it says that this fluid freezes everything inside. Hang on, almost there. This Aldaris character has a lot of file blocks up on this cell!" Eighteen said, sweating slightly as she worked. Fasha looked the Saiyan over again, and then realized something she should have noticed before. This Saiyan was small, much smaller than any of the adults, including her.

"Hmmm, I'd guess this guy is pretty short!" Fasha snorted.

"Correct, it is a small Saiyan in there. Still haven't found the name yet," Eighteen said, though she quickly deducted who it was, somewhat surprised that Fasha hadn't yet.

"Well there's only a few I know that short, Goten, Trunks, and, oh no!" Fasha suddenly shuddered when she realized who this had to be.

"Hang on, almost there," Eighteen said.

"Eighteen, what does it say?" she asked in a low voice. Eighteen heard the sudden change in Fasha's voice, and held her breath, declining to answer right away.

"Damn Protoss," Fasha growled.

"Yes its Verto. He is in that cell!" Eighteen said for her. Fasha started beating the side of the chamber with her fists before Eighteen rushed in and held her back by grabbing her from behind and holding her by the stomach. This wasn't easy even for the android, but as long as Fasha didn't have her ki power and Eighteen did, it could be done.

"No, don't do that! The Stasis chamber is keeping him alive but in a frozen state. Interrupting that state may have dire effects!" Eighteen warned. Fasha managed to cool down with that thought in mind, but she was still furious. Eighteen noticed that the battle sounds outside had stopped, and she detected many aliens coming back their way.

"Shit, the fusion time is up! We need to get to that main building over there before they come back. Can you cool down long enough to do that?" Eighteen asked, still not letting go of Fasha.

"Can't we thaw him out or something?" Fasha practically begged with a slight teary-eyed expression. Eighteen had never seen this emotion out of a pure Saiyan before. She had out of the Son family and occasionally Verto and Trunks, but she disregarded that fact since they were raised differently.

"No, this is a transport cell. They're planning on taking him somewhere!" Eighteen said.

"Where?" Fasha asked right away.

"Back to their home planet I'd guess. I downloaded a lot of information about their whereabouts and how to get to that planet despite it being in another dimension. As long as my head stays intact, I'll have the information. Now let's get going before they get back here! We'll worry about thawing him out once we free our other friends, okay Fasha?" Eighteen asked. Fasha didn't respond, but did stop trying to get out of Eighteen's hold.

"Yeah you're right. Sit tight little guy, we'll be back soon for ya!" Fasha patted the side of the chamber before turning the other way, towards the temple.

Fasha and Eighteen had ran about fifty feet before Eighteen suddenly grabbed her arm and rushed to the outside wall, hiding behind a tower.

"What is it?" Fasha asked quietly.

"The troops are coming back, we shouldn't be seen if we can help it!" Eighteen hissed, watching the gate. In the dwindled Protoss marched, battered and beaten from the battle with Gotenks. Less than half of them remained since the boys were only buying time and trying not to destroy any part of the base. A few of the troops carried the two boys in, knocked out and bearing ki restriction devices around their necks.

"The boys, we can't let them get captured too!" Fasha said.

"Until your powers are working and we can get our friends out, we don't have a choice. I don't think they're going to be harmed anyway, Verto was the only one that seemed to be in really bad condition according to the records, oh damnit," Eighteen about slapped herself when she realized what she just said. Fasha didn't react initially, and deep down Eighteen hoped she hadn't heard. That kind of reaction might not be the best thing right now. Suddenly there was a blue blade at both of their faces, and a Protoss warrior stepped out from the tower door.

"Surrender!" The blue blade snapped off as Fasha proceeded to beat the inwards out of the poor alien. Eighteen quickly learned that even without their powers, Saiyan females were not to be taken lightly, especially when angry. On the other hand she had seen the human mates of her Saiyan friends go crazy like this before. I wonder if this is where Chichi and Bulma get it from? Hmph, Videl will probably develop it too. The shield lasted a few hits, but they were so direct and hard blows that it ran out of energy needed to block physical damage. The warrior clearly did not anticipate this sort of reaction, and likewise fell to the ground in a heap, barely able to breath. Fasha bashed the warrior so hard in the head with her boot that it came off. The body twitched about before completely quitting. However a loud sound emitted from the warrior as he died, and it alerted the other Protoss that were coming into the base with the boys.

"Oh crap, c'mon Fasha!" Eighteen grabbed her arm and dashed into the middle of the base, heading for the other side. Warriors then appeared all over the place, mostly from the towers and seemingly the barracks as well. Eighteen turned them towards the temple, coming to a screeching halt when she saw warriors coming from there as well.

"Shit, we need to get out of here Fasha!" Eighteen announced. As she took to the air with the Saiyan hanging by an arm, several blue laser-like beams and energy balls flew just ahead of her, causing her to stop.

"Ah ah ah, you're not going anywhere! Kindly land before you get yourself hurt, female!" Aldaris shouted up at her from the ground. Eighteen growled as she and Fasha landed.

"So you two are the last of the Terran forces here? Pretty pitiful for an army, but not without its own qualities I see!" Aldaris sneered at the two women.

"Let our friends go!" Eighteen demanded.

"Not a chance, soon you will join them, or at least they will. I have other plans for you my dear!" Aldaris declared.

"Like what you little worm?" Eighteen snarled.

"Choose your words carefully my dear. I wouldn't want to have to hurt those two there, they look pretty worn down as it is!" Aldaris pointed at the boys, who were still unconscious.

"Now, co-operate and I promise no one will be harmed!" he warned, motioning for one of his assistant Templar to get a ki restrictor for Fasha.

"Why should we believe you?" Fasha challenged.

"I may not be so gentle with the boy that is in Stasis. Right now I only plan to study him, but other means of torture can be arranged! Tell me girl, what is he to a Saiyan such as you, a sibling or something? He is pretty pitiful though, must need all the help he can get!" Fasha's sudden look of anger caught Aldaris a bit off, but didn't change his cocky attitude. If anything, it increased.

"I know, you must be one of his parental units. A mother or whatever you Terrans call it. Tell me, how long did it take him to get off your nursing breast, or is he still on it? Honestly, you'd think the little worm would grow up?" Aldaris was just trying to have a little fun and get under the Saiyan's skin, however he didn't realize that he was quickly pressing the wrong buttons with her. Fasha hated it when anyone talked bad about someone she cared for, rather it was in a joking manner or not. Eighteen realized it when she heard Fasha's breath started to change again, and started backing away without a word. A few of the Zealots joined in on the laughter, fueling Fasha's rage.

"If anything, I'd say the little brat needs to have a few limbs cut off for being such a bother. You should have seen his sniveling when he was on his knees, begging for his life!" Aldaris laughed louder now. Croton, his personal assistant, took note of Fasha's facial features, and started to sweat a little under the collar.

"Um, Judicator, I don't think," he started before Aldaris cut him off.

"Oh join us on a good laugh Croton, even you deserve a break from nothing but bookworm work. Now try not to slice too much of the kid up when were dissecting him! We wouldn't want to destroy anything that he might need, certainly not any reproductive appendages!" Croton laughed along nervously, following Aldaris' lead, but noted with caution just how angry Fasha looked at this point. Then a loud beeping went off on his wristband computer. When Croton looked down and saw why it was beeping, he looked up in complete horror.

"Um, Judicator?"

"Oh shut up!" Aldaris said as he and the other aliens continued to laugh, not noticing the same alarm like device going off on his wristband. Croton ran off behind a tower for cover. Eighteen noticed the air shift and did a quick scan of the area. She to backed up even more, very quickly.

"What's wrong, did we hurt your pathetic feelings? Ha, I never knew that you Saiyans possessed them! Must be nerve-wrecking to know that your race is so weak!" Aldaris said, drawing the last straw. Fasha's anger then spilled out in a bright gold explosion of ki.

A/N: Heh, uh oh.