Vegeta: good, now we will see some action.
AS22: Vegeta, say it.
Vegeta:…
AS22: Vegeta, say it!
Vegeta:…
Katie: just say it!
Vegeta: I was a sexist-monkey-man, and I am… sorry. I didn't mean that females were weak—
Katie/AS22: Vegeta! To the point!
Vegeta: I meant it as that they are more of the protectors of my people.
Chapter 33: Goldeer's and Oozark's Trial
Trial of the Gods part 2
Goldeer is the father of the Sayjins and his form is that of an older Sayjin male. He is the god of battle and war, the sun, the mountains, the deserts, pride and honor, and the protector of warriors. His element is earth, or Korot, and his season is autumn. In mythology, he is like Zeus. He created the planet and the Tuffles, but wasn't satisfied with the Tuffles, so he next created the warrior race of the Sayjins to wipe out them out. In Greek mythology, Zeus many times made men, but each group of man wasn't satisfactory, so he wiped them out and replaced them with the next group of man.
Another legend goes that Goldeer was against the transformations of his children from the start. He never agreed with SSJ or Oozaru, but he did finally agree to the Angel form after many years.
The tunnel went on forever as I kept moving forward. Yael P'reel was steady as ever, but I was bored out of my head. Even though I knew danger could hit me n the face at every turn of a stone, I couldn't help but let my guard down as time seemed to stand still.
And as it had happened twice before, the room changed on me. Now I was standing in the middle of a desert, and the sun was beading down on me.
The figure of a large man came into view. His hair was golden and long, and his beard matched. His eyes remained blue, as had Syreena's eyes, and his tail was erect behind him. I never saw Syreena's tail.
"Who are you mortal child?" his voice bellowed out across the desert, echoing and reverberating off walls that didn't exist.
"Do you wish to know my name or who I am?" I asked, keeping my eyes down.
"I want to know your name. Look me in the eye when you speak to me. Come off that beast." His voiced echoed again as I jumped off of P'reel. I kept a hand on her side to keep her steady.
"I am Katrin, daughter of Kanji, son of Rothgar."
"You seek the Angel power. You shall be permitted to pass on if you can answer me a single question." His voice didn't echo that time.
"What is it, great Goldeer?"
"I am the god of war and battle, pride and honor. My question is this. A Sayjin soldier goes to battle and fights valiantly. He dies without honor even though he fought with honor. How could this be? You have the ability of asking me three questions in turn."
I thought on it, and many ideas ran through my head. Many theories, many thoughts, but nothing certain.
"Did he die later from injuries received in the battle?"
"No, he died on the battlefield."
"I have to admit, you have me stumped. I wasn't raised as a Sayjin, so this question is especially hard."
"Many brave and honorable warriors have been unable to answer my question. They all died in dishonor."
I kept racking my head.
"I think I have an answer for you. One more question. Did he lose his honor previous to the battle?"
"No, he had his honor." Goldeer responded.
"I have it. The warrior was female, impersonating a male. She was revealed as a female as she died."
"Very good, Katrin, daughter of Kanji, son of Rothgar."
It was an ancient, outdated law, but one I luckily knew about. The armies were all male, but the females being Sayjin wanted to fight. If they were caught, they were killed, just like on earth.
"When the time of your judgment comes, I shall be in your favor, but Oozark, my son, is very, very hard to please. No one has ever gotten past him."
"Thank you, great Goldeer."
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Oozark is the brother of the Sayjins, and his form is of a giant ape, hence the name for the Oozaru form.
The Greeks had Hades, and the Sayjins have Oozark. He is the god of death, night, darkness, the SSJ transformation, and the Oozaru transformation. His season is winter, and his element is fire. Opposite, but both are destructive.
Yael P'reel was acting skittish, moving slowly and timidly as we moved down the tunnel. The air grew colder and the scent of fire became strong. Fire has its own smell, usually attributed to whatever is being burned, but I didn't smell anything in particular being burnt, just the scent of fire. Kind of like cake, you usually attribute it to the flavor, like chocolate cake.
The air seemed to fill with the anxiety I was feeling. Before my eyes, the chamber transformed into a snowy forest. Yael P'reel stomped at the snow, sniffed it, then snorted.
"What's the matter? Haven't you ever seen snow?" I asked, patting her neck.
"She most likely has not." I looked over, then up high to the face of a giant red Oozaru. I quickly diverted my eyes from the face of the god, Oozark, "Snow is rare on this planet, sometimes it takes many years between snowfalls."
"I presume you are Oozark, the brother of my people?"
"I am. And you are Katrin, daughter of Kanji, son of Rothgar. I have been listening as you spoke with my father, mother, and sister."
"Then you know my plight. Please, help me." I begged.
"I like to see the faces of those who beg to me." He said. I looked up and saw his eyes were blue.
"I need the Angel Power again. I don't want to keep it, I just need to rescue my son and fight the Angel of your universe."
"It is my choice. My family has agreed, but it is my choice now. I am in charge of transformations. Tell me, is it true you believe you can control the power of the Oozaru form?
"I don't think, I know. I've down it before." I said. Oozark roared laughter, throwing me off my Mirna and onto my butt.
"You have a strong will, strong pride. Then do it, transform under this moon and do battle with me."
"I cannot defeat a god, that is why I have come seeking your help!" I screamed.
"You do not raise your voice to a god!" he lowered his head so his chin nearly hit the snow then he let loose another roar, causing me to tumble backwards into a tree.
I stood and rubbed the back of my head. I'd have a lump as sure as snow is cold. I looked back up at Oozark.
"I beg your forgiveness, great Oozark."
"You do not have to defeat me, only prove that you can do as you say and control the beast within you. Do this, and the powers of the Angel will be yours once more." He growled.
"Fine, I'll prove it." I said, turning to the moon, "To you and to Vegeta."
I stared up at the sky and breathed in deeply. The Vegetian moon was full, shining brightly, more brightly than the moon on earth or the false moon Vegeta can make. The Bluntz waves hit my body, I could feel each ray hit my skin.
The rays went in through my skin to my blood, feeding my mind and body. The transformation was starting slow. The Bluntz waves moved through my body, through my veins, and the power started to affect me.
I started to grow, my transformation speeding up. My body jerked rigid, and fur sprouted all across my body. Since I was in armor, my clothes didn't rip apart. Soon my height equaled Oozark's, and after a moment more I stood, ready. Or at least, I thought so.
As with last time, my body started to rampage. I couldn't stop it, I was separated from my own body. Oozark jumped away and laughed.
"Foolish child, it seems I'll have to cut off your tail to calm you."
"No! Don't! I can control it, just give me a moment!"
"You spoke out?"
I kept focused, and soon I calmed and controlled my body. I looked over to Oozark and smirked a beastly smirk.
"Are you ready, great Oozark?"
"You're… you're controlling it? I must say, I'm impressed, but let's see if you can keep your hold as we battle!"
Oozark opened his mouth wide and I could see the flames forming. Before he could even strike out at me, I fired at him. I could feel the flames in the back of my throat as I fired.
This is different than last time… I'm remembering everything in detail… I'm completely focused… how am I able to do this?
I thought last time I had control, but this time I seemed to have more control, better control. Would I be able to keep control like this for long?
I have to end this as quickly as possible to ensure I can keep control.
I roared, letting lose some of my rage as I tried to keep control. I jumped high and tackled Oozark, but he just as easily threw me off and got up. As I got up, he tackled me, keeping me off balance. As he came at me again, I blasted at him with another fire ball.
Oozark held his face and roared, thrashing around as he roared in pain. I didn't dare make any retort since he was a god, but on the inside I was excited. It wouldn't last long.
"You… you injured me. You can't have control, you just can't! I refuse to believe you can control your animal form!"
"Then come at me again, great Oozark!" I cried as he ran at me.
We locked arms and held each other at bay, each pushing back at the other with all our strength.
I'm winning… I'm actually winning!
To end it quickly, I took his arms and threw him behind me, quite easy since he was already trying to push against me in that direction.
Oozark just lay on the snow and laughed. I was out of breath, but he was still strong and rearing to go.
"Katrin, daughter of Kanji, son of Rothgar, I have a question for you. Do you believe you could actually beat me in our battle?"
"You are a god, I am only mortal. I believe that if we seriously fought on, you would easily kill me. I couldn't kill you."
Oozark stood up and snapped his fingers, causing me to shrink back to normal size and appearance.
"You truly had control. If you did not, your animalistic side would have led you to believe you could defeat me. I hate to admit this, because no mortal should be able to control their animal form. Then again, your family lineage isn't normal. Your uncle had limited control."
The chamber changed from a single snowy plain to a large white room. In this room set four chambers, and I was in the middle between them. The room was set up in quarters, and it became clear that I was set in the center of the world of the gods. In front of me was the snow, to the left was the beach, behind me was the flower field, and to my right was the desert. The gods took their respective places.
"Katrin, daughter of Kanji, son of Rothgar, you have come to us seeking the powers of the Angel. But we all have one question for you. Why did you give up the power in the first place?" Goldeer asked.
"For the same reason I need it now. I gave it up so I could remain with my family. Now I need it so I may rescue my son and return to my family back in my dimension."
"There is another reason, a reason you expressed briefly to Mirean."
"I have seen how the Angel in this universe is destroying and killing and causing chaos. I wasn't going to battle her but to only save my son, but after seeing what she has done, I have to."
"Why?" Goldeer asked.
"Because… it is as great Syreena and Mirean had said. My armor is love, my sword is hope, and my shield is my heart. These things make up who I am, and I have to follow that."
"We cannot fully comprehend all of what you have told us, Katrin, daughter of Kanji, son of Rothgar, but that is why we gave the Angel power to the mortal most worthy in the first place. Katrin, daughter of Kanji, son of Rothgar is your enemy. She is worthy as well, but she has gone mad with grief with the loss of a child over 18 years ago. We cannot comprehend this either, but you can. You shall have the power. You are the balance, the light whereas she is the dark. You must go, embrace the darkness. Save her before it is too late."
Then out of no where a wave of black came right at me. I ducked down, but I couldn't avoid a direct hit.
AS22: ooooh… evil cliffie…
Cell: where was I?
Katie: next chapter.
Katrin: yeah, and if you want to read it, you better R&R!