Prologue: The Saiyan-Tuffle War, part 2
A Saiyan came running up to Miasma. "Sir, we are ready."
"Good" Miasma said. "Then let us begin."
Miasma extended his hand. All of the Saiyans gathered there smiled. They have waited long for this day; the day when the Tuffles finally realized what the Saiyans were fully capable of. Those who weren't at their assigned positions began to move silently toward them, looked at the Tuffles who would soon die by their hands, and waited for the final word.
"Commence the attack!" Miasma ordered with the wave of his hand.
"Riddic!" Miasma called.
Riddic came running. "Yes father?"
"I want you, Roy, Gilgamesh, and your crews to attack the right. That's were the Tuffles command center is." Miasma said. "If we take that center, we'll cripple the Tuffle's chain of command here. It will be heavily defended, but I'm sure you can handle it." Miasma turned toward Riddic. "I will be joining the battle after I finish thinks here. Now, go my son and ensure our victory."
"Yes father," Riddic replied "I'll made you proud." Riddic ran off to find his brother and his best friend.
'You already have son,' Miasma thought, knowing that his pride wouldn't allow him to say it. 'You already have.'
A Tuffle sentry was making his rounds along the defensive wall, passing lookouts who were either talking with one another, playing cards, or doing other things to pass the time.
They were confident that tonight was going to be like it was for the past few months: Another quiet night without a Saiyan in sight. The sentry wasn't so sure though, which is why he took it up with his superior the other night.
"Don't worry." His superior assured him. "It would be suicide to attack this place and the Saiyans know that. They might be inferior to us and our intelligent minds, but they aren't THAT stupid."
'Still,' the sentry thought. 'They have the audacity to try it and it never hurts to be too careful, especially when it comes to Saiyans.'
He knew all too well what Saiyans were like, they were tall monkey-tailed monsters, incredible strong and possessed the ability to fly without the aid of a device and shoot fireballs, they reminded him of the monsters he heard of from the stories his mother told him when he was young.
He remembered his last encounter with a Saiyan before he arrived here 3 years ago: it was an average day on the frontlines, the air was filled with flashing lights and the sound of explosions everywhere. He and a squad of troopers were sent to investigate what happened to Outpost 3 along the left flank.
They ran through other troopers firing at the enemy; Saiyans. A nearby explosion through up dirt and bodies into their path, but they didn't stop. The squad was determined to carry out their orders and find out what happened to their fellow Tuffles at Outpost 3.
When they got there, they gasped is horror: Outpost 3 was in ruins, engulfed in smoke and fire. The surviving Tuffles were running from a figure that was barely made out in the smoke. The smoke cleared and revealed a silver-haired Saiyan.
"It's the Silver Devil!" one of the trooper said.
Another trooper grind his teeth and aimed his blaster "This is for my son, you bastard!"
"No you fool!" yelled the squad leader, he raised his hand to stop the trooper. Too late, he fired.
The rounds bounced off the Saiyan's face, he turned toward the direction of the blast and noticed the squad of Tuffles on his right. He smiled, raised his hand and it began to glow as energy formed in it. Its light flickering on his face, portraying his eyes and mustache, the beam launched out of his hand.
"Everyone down!" someone yelled, KABOOM, the ground around the squad exploded. Satisfied, the Saiyan moved on to chase down the Tuffles that escaped. Where the squad of Tuffles laid, a stone turned over, revealing the only survivor.
He was lucky to survive such a blast, and he knew it. That soldier would forever remember his near brush with death and began to limp toward the Tuffle command center.
'I'll never forget that night,' thought the sentry. 'And I certainly wouldn't forget the "Silver Devil" anytime soon.'
The sentry continued to walk along the wall until he saw a lookout actually doing his job."How does it look?" asked the sentry.
"It's all quiet, too quiet. Like all the other nights." replied the lookout. "It's starting to get to me. What-if they're out there just staring at us? Waiting for the right moment to strike?"
The sentry put his hands on his fellow Tuffle "Listen to me son, you're just paranoid. The Saiyans aren't coming."
He bit his tongue. 'I'm one to talk.' he thought to himself.
"Yea...yea you're right." The lookout finally managed to say. "Thank you sir."
The sentry smiled. "Anything to help."
Assuming that he did what he could to reassure the young lookout, the sentry turned to leave, when the same lookout yelled. "What the hell is that?!"
The sentry turned back and looked out, several other nearby lookouts did the same. What they saw was several flashes of light heading toward them. The sentry's eyes widened as he realized what they were.
"Fireballs." he muttered. Those lights were the last thing he ever saw.
KABOOOOOOM, the sound of several explosions echoed along the Tuffle's defensive line. Before the Tuffles knew what had happened, a new sound emerged from the darkness: The battle cries of several dozen Saiyans as they threw themselves toward the line.
The Saiyan attack had begun.
Miasma smiled, the surprise attack went off successively. 'Overconfident fools.' he thought 'They think they're so invincible behind their little wall that they turned off their sensors, otherwise they would have known we were coming.'
'At first, I thought they were pretending that they didn't detect us, now I see that's not the case. Now their overconfidence will be their downfall.' Miasma chuckled to himself.
A Saiyan ran up to Miasma. "Sir! The Tuffles are mounting a counterattack and they're heading right for us!"
"Already?" Miasma muttered to himself. He stepped forward, energy charging in hand. "Let them come."
The Tuffle counter force was on the march to where their commanding officer thought was the Saiyan staging ground. "We'll cut this attack off at the source and bring this situation to a close." The commander said.
His soldiers weren't so confident. Nothing was that easy when it came to Saiyans. Riding in his tank, the commander thought of the battle yet to come.
The lead scouts reported back to him awhile ago that they spotted some Saiyans up ahead, their scouters confirmed this.
'You Saiyans will pay for the lives you have taken, good men died today.' He smiled, confident that his division could handle whatever the Saiyans could throw at him.
The commander threw his arm out. "Stop here!" His division scudded to a stop, all eyes on their commander as they waited for his orders.
"I want 1st Battalion to advance toward the target area! All Artillery Companies are to set up here. Everyone else, spread out and watch for movement, those Saiyans could be anywhere." His men complied and did as they were ordered.
"There it is." Roy pointed to a tall building overlooking the defensive wall. "We need to get closer if we want to hit it, too bad there's not much cover between here and there." He turned to Riddic "What's the plan?"
Riddic looked at the wall "Father was right, that wall is heavily defended; turrets everywhere." He looked back at Roy. "We could always charge the wall, but those turrets will kill half of us before we make it."
Riddic looked around again and spotted the nearby ruins of the Tuffle suburbs. 'We could use those for cover.' He thought, he turned back to Roy. "Do you think you and your crew can make it to those ruins?"
Roy looked at the ruins. "Well...it's a bit of a run," he looked back at Riddic, with a smile on his face. "But I think we can make it there in one piece."
"Alright," Riddic turned to his brother. "You think that you and your crew can attack them from the left for me?"
"Tsk, who do you think I am? Ordering me around like you better than me." Riddic rolled his eyes. "Just attack from the left." He turned back to Roy.
"When you're ready I want you and your crew to run for those ruins, my crew and I will cover you. When you do, I want you to cover us as we move toward you."
"What about Gilgamesh and his crew?" Undaria interrupted, concerned for his fellow Saiyans' safety. "There's no cover on the left is there?"
"It'll be fine," Roy said "Those guys are a tough bunch, they can take a few shots if they need to."
"Don't you mean guys AND a girl?" said Datura.
"Yea, sure I did." Roy looked back at Riddic, wanting to continue their conversation before they were interrupted. "So then what, we get there and randomly shoot at the wall?"
Riddic smiled. "You'll see if we make it that far."
Roy turned. "Great, more surprises." he muttered. Riddic chuckled, his friend always did managed to make him laugh before they went off into battle. Riddic turned to face his and Roy's crews. "Alright guys...and girls, you ready to make history?"
He looked at each of their faces and saw their eagerness, their blood burning for what they knew would be their greatest battle yet, and most importantly, their respect toward him. They trusted him and were ready to follow their fellow Saiyan into battle.
"Wait for it...NOW!" Roy and May imminently ran toward the ruin suburbs. After waiting a few seconds to nod at each other, Travias and Ragu ran off and soon caught up to them.
"Saiyans!" A Tuffle yelled. Their turrets, set to track movement, traced the Saiyans, suddenly an energy blast made contact with a turret and exploded. The Tuffles along the wall turned to see were the blast came from, and spotted Dapin with a hand raised.
"Aw, you beat me to it Dapin."Marcus said disappointingly.
"Shut up and fire."
Riddic gestured for Tammamnagi and Undaria, together they moved into position and, along with Marcus and Dapin, fired on the turrets, starting with those that imminently threatened Roy and his crew.
On the opposite side, Gilgamesh and his crew began their attack. "Spread out!" Gilgamesh ordered his crew. "Target those turrets!"
"We know what to do Gilgamesh!" replied Okkoil.
"Then do it!"
Gilgamesh's crew did as they were told; Yarrow and Datura moved right, Arytep moved left, and Okkoil moved closer to the wall, he was almost directly in front of it now, and they began to fire on the Tuffle turrets that returned fire in kind. Sparks flew as each turret exploded in a ball of fire, each explosion weakening the Tuffle defenses further and further.
A Tuffle soldier who was taking cover behind a part of the wall. The sounds of nearby explosions ringing in his ears, the Tuffle realised that he and his fellows were probably going to die tonight.
'If I'm gonna die,' He thought as a way to boost his resolve. 'I will take down as many of these monsters as I can with me.'
He raised his head. "We can at least kill one of them!" He yelled. "Come on! Focus your fire on the one in front!"
Nearby Tuffles looked at the fellow soldier, the fear in their eyes turned to rage, nodded to him and aimed their blasters at the unlucky Saiyan who stood too close to their defensive wall.
"We'll show these Saiyans," The soldier looked at his fellow brothers in arms. "What Tuffles can do!"
A volley of Tuffle blaster fire rained on the Saiyan. He raised his hands to protect himself, but the volley overwhelming. Still, he stubbornly held on.
"Die, damn you!" a Tuffle yelled.
"Just die already!" another yelled.
Many seconds passed before the Saiyan couldn't withstand the volley any longer and fell. The Tuffle soldiers let out a cheer, they finally killed one of the Saiyan monsters. For most this was their first Saiyan kill, but their celebration was short-lived.
An energy blast screamed toward them, many of the Tuffles saw it and tried to run, but it was pointless.
'I'm finally going to join you, mother.' The brave Tuffle soldier thought as the energy blast consumed them into a ball of fire.
A few minutes have passed since 1st Battalion mobilized, they were due to report back anytime now. The commander was starting to grow impatient, how long did it take to have a look around and report back on their findings? Just when he was about to call the battalion through his scouter, when the device's built-in radio clicked to life.
"This is 1st Battalion here, no sightings of Saiyans. We are deploying scouts to search the surrounding area. I repeat- There are no sightings of Saiyans as of yet." The radio clicked off.
'No Saiyans?' The commander wondered. 'So where the hell are they?' his question was soon answered.
KABOOM, an explosion emerged from 1st Battalion's position. The radio clicked to life again.
"It's them! The Saiyans are-"
KABOOOOOOOOOM, multiple explosions lit up the night. The commander pressed a button on the scouter which allowed him to talk through the radio.
"Report! 1st Battalion, report! Can anyone hear me?" Only static answered him. He sank back, shocked. 800 men gone in an instant. He put his hand to his face. Being a new commander, he never knew how devastating Saiyans can be, besides from the stories he heard.
'I'm a commander fresh out of the academy. I can't handle this, why do my superiors think I can?'
The radio suddenly clicked alive again, this time with a different voice. "It's the Silver Devil!"
That broke the commander's train of thought. He began to sweat, he spoke through the radio again. "C-can you confirm that?" He tried to hide the fear in his voice.
Every Tuffle heard stories of the Silver Devil, and if half of those stories were true, he and every Tuffle under his command was going to die.
"There's no mistaking it. The silver hair and mustache. The skinned beast head on his shoulder. It him!"
Sweat began to pour down his face in bullets. The scouter slipped off of the commander's ear, the screams of his men could be heard through the open comms channel.
"Fire! Fire! Fire!"
"Where all gonna die!"
"Run for your lives!"
"Hold the line!"
"I can't die here. I WOULDN"T DIE HERE!"
"Commander? Commander! Orders si- ARRRAAA."
Static. Nothing but static.
"The Silver Devil." The young commander muttered to himself. He sat in silent fear, and began to wonder how long until he too would join his men in death.
A Saiyan sent an energy wave toward a group of Tuffle tanks. He watched as they exploded in a ball of fire.
"This is too easy!" The Saiyan laughed.
"These Tuffles and their 'toys'," Another Saiyan added. "Are way too fragile. I fought worms that were more threatening!"
"Still, don't underestimate them." A third battle-scared Saiyan cautioned. "In a large group they are quite powerful."
"Ha, I don't think we need to worry about that as long as we have the 'Silver Devil' on our side." The first Saiyan said. "Isn't that right Miasma?"
Miasma turned his head around and glared at the Saiyan. "That's no excuse if you get yourself killed." He said before turning his head back.
"These Tuffles and their technological trinkets are formidable opponents. I've only been lucky that's all." He turned his upper body around towards the same Saiyan. "And I expect you to NEVER underestimate them, understood?"
The Saiyan nodded as a reply.
"Good." Miasma looked toward the horizon. "Day will come soon, and I want to be through that wall before then." He gestured to the Saiyans behind him. "So get to it!" The three Saiyans flew off toward the wall, leaving a trail of dust in their wake.
Miasma thought to about the overall progress of the operation so far. The Tuffles have received massive damage due to the Saiyans' surprise attack, their long-range communications have been severed, and their counter-force was now smothering in a pile of rubble. He had yet to receive word of any breaches along the Tuffle defensive wall and from his sons about their progress.
'Perhaps I should check on my sons.' He wrestled with that thought for a little while. Sure he could join up with his sons and together they can destroy the Tuffle command center with ease, but he entrusted his sons with that job and showing up before they accomplished the task would be an insult to their pride, even if it was just to check on their progress. Unless of course, it was done secretly and from afar.
'No, I trust my sons to get it done.' Miasma finally decided. 'Now then,' He looked toward the wall. 'Let's see if I can speed your destruction along.' Miasma flew off toward the wall, determined to see it fall before dawn.
The attack had gone almost exactly like Riddic expected it to. Almost.
As planned, Gilgamesh and his crew succeeded in drawing the Tuffles' attention, but one of his crew; the Saiyan Okkoil, took the bulk of the Tuffles' fire and now laid dead.
Roy and his crew were fine behind the Tuffle ruins, using them as cover and managed to destroy much of the defensive turrets on this side.
As for his own crew, Dapin received a few blaster rounds to his left eye and Undaria could barely stand.
Dapin cursed. "Lucky little bastards. Next time they wouldn't be so lucky."
"You might want to take it easy Dapin." Marcus caution his friend. "You're bleeding pretty bad."
Dapin pointed with his free hand. "I'm not bleeding nearly as bad as Undaria over there." He looked at Undaria. "Poor kid might not make it through the night."
Undaria was in bad shape, his cloths in tatters and covered with his blood. He laid on the ground, still conscious of his surroundings.
"I...can." Undaria struggled not to cough up blood. "H-hear.. every word you're saying*cough* Da-Dapin." He turned his head and met Dapin in his one good eye. "I-I know...That...That I'm gonna-gonna die."
Riddic looked back at Undaria, sickened that another one of his friends will be taken by this war. 'How many more of my friends must I see die before my eyes before this war ends?'
Undaria met Riddic's eyes. "I'm *gargle* us-useless to you n-now." Undaria threw up blood. "G-go and finish*cough* *cough* finish this."
Riddic stared at the fire still burning in his friend's eyes, he nodded. "I will. For you Undaria, and for everyone else that died tonight." He turned to Tammamnagi and Marcus. "Let's go and destroy that command center."
"Hold on!" yelled Dapin, he moved to get up. "I can still fight!"
Marcus moved over to his friend and gently pushed him back down. "With that eye? I don't think so. Besides, someones got to stay with Undaria until the end."
"So you think I can't fight because I'm half blind? I'll show you!" The old warrior was upset about sitting out on a perfectly good battle, especially one as intense as this one.
Marcus signed. "Tell you what," Marcus pointed to a nearby ruined building. "If you can hit that building, then you can come with us. Deal?"
Dapin agreed. 'This will be easy.' He smiled and raised his free arm. WHOOSH, 3 energy blasts rushed toward the ruined building, and all missed completely.
"What?!" Dapin was surprised, he hadn't thought his aim would be that bad after losing one eye.
"Wow, not even close." Marcus sneered. "It looks like that injury has really messed up your aim or is your old age finally catching up to you?"
"Shut up Marcus!" Dapin's face turning red with anger. "This damn injury! Why did I have to get it now of all times?!"
Tammamnagi approached, hoping to bring the situation under control. "Just calm down Dapin."
"I AM CALM!"
Marcus laughed. "I hate to see you angry then!"
Undaria cut in. "Y-you guys alwa-*cough*always knew how...how to make a guy laugh." He stared up at the night sky. "I'm...going t-to miss...miss you guys."
Dapin, Marcus, Riddic, and Tammamnagi stared at their dying friend. Marcus was the first to break the awkward silence. "We'll miss you too buddy."
"It's been fun." Tammamnagi added in.
"You were a good warrior, kid." Dapin added. "You've made you ancestors proud."
"We will never forget you or your sacrifice." Riddic said last.
Undaria smiled. "T-thank you, my friends."
Marcus looked down at Dapin. "Take care of him ok?"
Dapin waved him off with his free hand. "Yea, yea. I'll stay with him. You go and have your fun."
"Oh I will." Marcus waved back to Dapin as he walked away. "I'm going to have lots and lots of fun blowing up the mean old Tuffles that blew that new hole in your head old man."
Riddic, Marcus and Tammamnagi looked each other in the eye, nodded, and ran toward Roy and his crew.
"I swear," Dapin muttered to himself. "I'm going to kill him one of these days."
Gilgamesh and his remaining crew were blasting away at the wall, furious by the death of Okkoil.
'Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid Okkoil!' Yarrow, the closet friend Okkoil had, yelled inside. 'Why did you have to die like that? Why did you have to be so close to this damn wall? Why didn't I try to stop you?'
The Tuffle wall laid inert, all of its defenders dead and defenses broken. Regardless, they continued to blast it in furry.
Gilgamesh however, continued to blast the wall for a different reason, because he found it fun and he wanted to prove to his father that he broke down the wall before his brother.
'I'll prove to father which one of us is the better warrior!' He smiled.
After blasting the wall for a few minutes, Gilgamesh and his crew stopped to catch their breath. Gilgamesh was surprised, the wall was still reasonably intact.
"What is this wall made of?" Yarrow asked in between breaths.
"It doesn't matter." Arytep replied. "It will break like everything else, we just need to put enough force into it."
Datura was about to comment on Arytep's "Anything will break with the right amount of force" logic when she spotted something in the corner of her eye, she turned her head. "Where's Riddic going?"
"Probably going over to Roy and his crew. Just like he planned." Yarrow answered with shrug. "If you paid attention Datura, you would have known that."
Datura dug her elbow in Yarrow's chest, hard. He doubled over in pain. "Are you saying that I'm stupid?"
"N-no" Yarrow struggled with the pain. "That's not what I'm saying at all."
"Did either of you hear what he was going to do after he reached Roy?"Arytep asked. Datura and Yarrow shock their heads. "I see...Do you have any idea what your brother is doing boss?"
Gilgamesh ignored Arytep, only cause was wondering the same thing and trying to figure out his brother's plan.
Gilgamesh sneered at his brother. 'He's up to something...But what exactly?' Suddenly it came to him, or at least a general idea of it. "Come on you runts!" He yelled to his crew. "I'm not letting my brother get all the glory, let's go!"
Riddic, Marcus, and Tammamnagi reached Roy and his crew. The Tuffles barely fired at them anymore, many laid died and those that were left either fled or were too sacred to try anything, except to pop their heads up to see if the Saiyans were still there.
This didn't bother Riddic at all 'I wouldn't kill them unless I most, but with the way this war is going they'll probably die anyway.' Riddic began to wonder what would happen if they made it out of this city and joined with other Tuffles.
Most likely, they would be thrown into the frontlines, and that was hell compared to this battle. 'It just might be best for them to die here and get it over with.'
Ragu and Taivas approached them. "Where are the others?" They asked in unison.
"Back that way," Marcus nodded his head. "Dapin's fine, just that he was one good eye now. As for Undaria..." His voice trailed off, he hasn't sure how to break the news."He didn't make it." Marcus finally said bluntly.
Ragu and Taivas looked down, sad that their friend died. Riddic looked around for Roy. He spotted Roy talking to May. 'Of course,' Riddic smiled. 'He's flirting as usual.' Riddic began to walk over to the would-be couple.
"-So I was wondering if when this is all over. You and I could, you know."
"I don't know, I mean you'll have to fight all the other guys who are offering to be my mate."
"I'll-"
"Ahem." Riddic coughed into his hand. Roy looked at his best friend, struck up one particular finger at him, and looked back at May.
"We'll continue this conversation later." May nodded and walked away.
"All quiet?" Riddic asked as he approached. "Quiet enough. You know I almost had her Riddic."
"Sure you did Roy, like you did the other 10 times you hit on her."
"9 times." Roy quickly corrected. "If you're going to keep track, the least you can do is be right." They both laughed.
After a few moments, Riddic stopped laughing and put a serious face on. "Undaria's dead."
Roy stopped laughing and rubbed the back of his hair. "That's one way to kill the mood."
"Dapin lost an eye. He can't shoot straight so we left him to look after Undaria's body."
"He must be furious. The old man always enjoyed a good battle."
"Yea,"Riddic looked at Marcus, the latter was talking to May now, filling her in and probably flirting with her if he "felt" like it. "And Marcus had his fun as usual."
"Ha, I swear Dapin is gonna kill him one of these days." Riddic chuckled.
"Remember when I'll tell you the rest of my plan if we made it this far?"
"Yea." Roy said bluntly. "So what? Are we running the rest of the way?"
"Sort of," Riddic folded his arms. "Did you or any of your crew try to fly above the wall and see what defenses laid on the other side?"
"No, I figured that the other turrets or tanks down the line could hit us."
"Understandable, since we don't know what's on the other side." He unfolded his arms. "When I give the word, I want you and your crew to fly over this wall and start blasting whatever is over there."
"What are you going to do?"
"What we originally came here to do." Riddic left his best friend and walked back to his crew. "Tammamnagi, Marcus. Lets go, we have a command center to destroy."
They nodded and followed him. As they passed Roy, Riddic muttered. "Now." and broke into a run.
"May, Ragu, Traivas." They turned their heads toward Roy. "We're flying over this wall and blasting whatever defenses the Tuffles have made beyond it."
"Already?" Ragu said sarcastically. "And here I was enjoying the break."
"Tammamnagi, can you go any faster?!" Marcus yelled, his hand blasting away.
"I'm trying!" The overweight Saiyan was barely able to keep up, which is a problem when you're sprinting through turret and blaster fire.
"Well try harder!" Marcus looked at Riddic. "You sure this is a good idea?"
"This is the best and safest way for us to get to that command center." He looked back at Tammamnagi. "Besides, I thought this would be a perfect excuse for you to lose some weight."
"Very funny!" Tammamnagi yelled, his legs burned but he kept going.
"What happens when we get there?" Marcus asked.
"Well, I haven't really thought that far yet."
Marcus let out a sigh. "You haven't thought you plans all the way through the last 50 times, so why should I expect you to now?"
Riddic smiled, and continued to blast at the wall as he and his crew ran toward the Tuffle command center.
A few feet behind them, Gilgamesh and his crew were in pursuit. "Remind me," Yarrow said. "Why are we following your brother?"
"Because I say so!" Gilgamesh yelled back, he didn't like it when someone questioned his orders. "Pick up the pace or we'll lose him!" His crew ran as fast as they could, Tuffle blaster fire all around them. Arytep raised his hand and fired back.
'I will NOT let you have the glory again, brother.' Gilgamesh remembered the last time their father praised Riddic. It was when Gilgamesh ran head on into an obvious trap, his brother had to step in and save the day. It was an insult to his pride.
'I'll show you and father what I can do.' Gilgamesh smiled as he thought how it would be like if he was the favorite son.
"There it is!" They were almost at the command center, Riddic smiled. 'All too easy.' Riddic stopped a few feet from the Tuffle command center. He looked back at his crew. "Marcus, Tammamnagi. I need you two to cover me."
"C-can we take a break first?" Tammamnagi wheezed out, he collapsed on his knees, panting. "I*huff* need a minute..."
"Oh come on Tammamnagi." Marcus looked at his friend. "Was the run that bad?"
Tammamnagi answered with his heavy breathing.
"Wow..." Marcus turned to Riddic. "I'm surprised, I thought that the Tuffles would be throwing whatever they had at us by now."
"They might be waiting for us to lower our guard. Keep an eye out."
"We...well I have you covered."
Riddic nodded. He jogged a few more feet closer to the command center 'This is close enough.'
Riddic raised his hand, it began to charge with energy. 'And with this, the battle is all but finished.' He fired at the tower. In the split second after Riddic fired the energy blast, another flew past his head and raced toward the tower. He turned around to see who fired the blast. Behind him stood his brother, his hand raised.
"What?" He said with a smug look on his face. "Did you think I was going to let you do the fun part alone?" The two energy waves collided with the tower. The explosion blew off the top of the command center, the rest of the building engulfed in flames. Gilgamesh looked up at the ruined command center, satisfied as the tower burned.
"Quiet a barn fire we have going, don't we brother?"
Dapin looked up at the night sky, he realized that dawn will come soon. "You still with me kid?"
Undaria turned his head."Y-yea...Still*cough*S-still here."
"Refusing to die huh? That's good, I'd be bored without someone to talk with."
"Hehe *cough**cough**cough* what ev-ever happened to save...save your strength Undaria?"
"That's stuff is for softies and weaklings."
"Y-you call it soft-softness, I*cough* I call it com-compassion."
Dapin looked at Undaria now. "No wonder you and Riddic get along so well. He almost said the same thing to me one time."
Undaria smiled. "Is...Is that so?"
A few seconds passed before Undaria spoke again.
"Listen, Da-Dapin. Could*cough* could you... Te-tell my dad that*cough**cough* I...I died like...Like a tru-true warrior?"
Dapin looked Undaria straight in his eye. This was an honor among Saiyans, a sad honor but an honor nonetheless. "Yea kid, I'll tell him."
Undaria smiled again. "Th-thank you, Dapin."
"No problem kid," Dapin looked at the ground. "It's not the first time I've done this."
A few silent moments passed. "You still there?" Dapin looked at Undaria. "Kid?" Dapin stared for a few minutes longer before realizing that his friend had passed on. He looked at the sky again.
"See ya kid, not to soon hopefully."
"Quiet a barn fire we have going, don't we brother?" Gilgamesh laughed. "Burn you little bastards! BURN!"
Riddic shook his head. "I'll never understand you brother."
Gilgamesh stopped laughing, he looked at his brother. "What's not to understand? I love to cause pain and death."
"That's just it." Riddic turned to face his brother. "Why? Why do you enjoy causing destruction and death?"
"What do you mean why?" Gilgamesh put a hand on his chest. "I do what I want because I can. It's that simple."
"That simple?"
"Yes," He shrugged his shoulders. "It's so simple that its Saiyan nature."
"You're wrong brother!" Riddic was frustrated with his brother's logic. "It's natural for a Saiyan to enjoy fighting, what you're doing is something else. True, a Saiyan does enjoy killing an opponent in the heat of battle, not outright kill someone for entertainment!"
Gilgamesh sneered. "And once again, you prove that your soft. What would father think if he saw you acting this way?"
"At least I don't have the common sense of an animal!"
Gilgamesh clenched his fist, his brother's words hit deep. 'Animal?! I show you animal!' R
iddic tilted his head. "Touched a nerve did we?"
That pushed Gilgamesh over the edge. "I'll make you eat those words!"
Riddic snickered. "Actions speak louder than words, brother!"
Gilgamesh ran at Riddic, his fist held in the air.
"Hey guys!" Marcus yelled toward them.
Gilgamesh stopped and they both looked at Marcus. "We can see your father! He's heading over here!"
"Father?" They both said. The two brothers looked at each other, silently agreed that they'll settle this later, and ran off toward their crews.
Misama was flying through the sky, looking for his sons. He spotted the burning Tuffle command center.
'Good.' He thought. 'I knew they could handle it without my help.' He continued to scan the ground until he spotted a group of Saiyans. Misama landed by them. He looked around, there were a few missing but these were indeed his sons' crews. Misama turned to two Saiyans approaching and recognized them as his sons.
"My sons," Misama walked up to them. "Excellent work."
"Thank you father." They both said.
Misama turned toward the Tuffle wall. "This wall is proving almost indestructible. Thirty of us had to concentrate our power at one section and we broke through. I ordered all of my men to go through that breach and attack the city beyond." He turned back to his sons. "Seeing that there isn't nearly enough of us here to try to destroy this wall, how about jumping over and seeing what's on the other side?"
Tammamnagi approached "Do you mind if I go first sir?" He was eager to hide his embarrassment from earlier.
Misama looked at him. "Go ahead."
Tammamnagi nodded and flew off to the top of the wall.
"Let's go." Misama flew off after him.
Gilgamesh looked at his crew "You hear the man, let's go!" They flew off.
Marcus walked over to Riddic. "Are we going?"
"Yea, just give me a minute." Riddic was thinking about the fight with his brother earlier, and wondering if he should tell father. 'I'll decide later, right now we have a battle to win.' He looked at Marcus and nodded. Together they flew toward the top of the wall.
Tammamnagi reached the top of the wall. He landed and looked down at the other side.
'This really is a big city, it'll take awhile to clear out all of the-'
His eyes widened. There was an entire battalion of tanks scattered about the streets of the city, all aimed at him.
'Oh sh-'
All of the tanks opened fire. Caught by surprise, Tammamnagi took the full force of the blast. Unable to defend himself, he died within moments and fell off the other side of wall.
Tammamnagi's body fell past Miasma, he looked as it when by.
'So the Tuffles do have defenses beyond the wall.' He flexed open his hand, it began to glow with energy. 'Thank you fellow warrior, I'll make sure your death was not in vain.'
Gilgamesh and his crew saw the body coming and took it as a sign that there were Tuffles on the other side still willing to fight, they didn't care that a fellow Saiyan died. It fell past them and continued down.
Riddic and Marcus saw their friend's body coming toward them.
"Tammamnagi!" They said in union, stopping as the body of their friend fell past them. They continued to follow the body until it hit the ground.
Marcus clenched his teeth. "Bastards are gonna pay for that."
Riddic continued to stare at the body of his dead friend 'Not another one.' He clenched his fists 'How many more of my friends are going to die tonight?!'
Miasma reached the top of the wall and flew over it. His hand raised, energy pulsing in it. His voice booming.
"THIS IS FOR ALL THE SAIYANS THAT HAVE DIED TONIGHT!"
He waved his hand, hundreds of energy waves rushed toward the city. The battalion of tanks, was the surrounding buildings were in flames.
Gilgamesh and his crew reached the top of the wall, Yarrow gave out a low whistle. Miasma turned toward them.
"Gilgamesh, you and your crew can move out. Go have your fun." Gilgamesh smiled. "Thank you father." He turned toward his crew.
"Let's cause some sweet mayhem." They smiled back at Gilgamesh, and together they flew off into the heart of the city.
Miasma watched as several explosions erupted in the same direction.
'Typical Gilgamesh,' He thought as he waited for his other son. 'Always causing destruction wherever he goes.'
Misama wasn't proud of his son's destructive taste, but he wasn't ashamed of it either. After all, it was a taste that came in handy during war.
A few moments after, Marcus and Riddic reached the top of the wall.
"We're here father." Riddic looked out at the city. "I see Gilgamesh is doing what he usually does."
"Let your brother have his fun." Misama turned around. "King Vegeta himself told me this city must be destroyed, and that's what we are going to do."
Riddic looked down at the burning city. "Yes father."
Gilgamesh laughed. He was doing what he loved, destroying everything in sight.
"Let it burn! I want nothing left standing!"
His crew were all too happy to follow his orders, there was nothing around them that wasn't on fire or blasted to rubble. After a few moments, they stopped to serve their work. Arytep looked at the newly made ruins.
"I think we made our point." Yarrow walked over toward Arytep. "Nothing like complete annihilation!"
"I think we outdid ourselves this time." Datura added. The four Saiyans laughed.
A Tuffle solider crawled out of the rubble. "D-damn Saiyans." He continued to crawl over the ruins of his city. "I'll make you pay for this."
He searched the ruins for something he could use to kill the Saiyans, he eventually found what he was looking for. It was a new weapon platform that they received the other day, a cannon that was guaranteed to take out a Saiyan in one shot. The problem was that it took so long to charge between shots.
The solider crawled toward it, climbed into the control cabin and check to see if it was charged, it was. The soldier smiled, 'At least I can have some measure of revenge.' He looked at the group of Saiyans in front of him, and aimed the cannon at the nearest one's head.
"Take this, Saiyan scum." He pressed the button.
Yarrow stopped laughing first. "Yea Datura, but that only means that we hav-"
He never finished his sentence. A energy blast hit Arytep's head exploded, his blood splashed on Yarrow's face. "What the hell?!"
Gilgamesh turned toward the direction of the blast and fired an energy blast, incinerating the cannon and the Tuffle operating it. Yarrow bent down to pick up Arytep's body.
"Leave him." Gilgamesh said.
"But.."
"Leave. Him. There."
"Are we at least going to take care of the body?" Yarrow wanted to give his fellow Saiyan and proper farewell. It was custom to take care of a Saiyan's dead body by blasting it into oblivion, one final honor.
"No," Gilgamesh stared down at Arytep's corpse "He was careless, let him rot."
Gilgamesh saw his brother approaching. 'Oh great, what does he want now?'
Riddic landed by Gilgamesh. "Brother, father wants us to meet up with him. Were going to destroy the last bit of the city as a group." Gilgamesh nodded at his remaining crew, they left in the general direction that Riddic arrived from. "You too, Gilgamesh."
"Yea, yea."
Gilgamesh took a few steps forward before he spotted a handful of Tuffles trying to flee.
"What do we have here?" He crouched down, and grabbed one of the Tuffles. "Let's see, how can I have fun with you...I know!"
Gilgamesh smiled and began to pull the Tuffle. "Stretch. Hehehe. Stretch."
Gilgamesh was enjoying himself, the look on the Tuffle's face was priceless. He was about to finish when an energy blast disintegrated the Tuffle in his hands. Another blast killed the Tuffles running away.
"What the hell?!" He faced his brother. "You could have taken off my arm!"
"And you would have deserved it!" Riddic folded his arms and turned away from his brother. "I'm ashamed to call you my brother. Now come, father's waiting."
Gilgamesh mumbled under his breath and followed his brother.
A few months later...
'Tonight's the night. The night when this horrible war ends.' This thought echoed in Riddic's head for the past few hours. He knew, like every other Saiyan knew, that tonight the war will end.
An event that happens every 8 years will occur and the Saiyans will gain the advantage. The war will finally end tonight, on the night of a full moon. Saiyans can transform into Oozarus, or giant apes, during the full moon through something the Tuffles call Blutz Waves that reflect off the moon...as long as a Saiyan has his tail anyway.
The last time the full moon appeared the Saiyans managed to wipe out 40% of the Tuffles current population. However, only 15 Saiyans transformed that time. King Vegeta foresaw this as a way to win the war in one night, if 15 Saiyans could create that much damage, how much could the entire Saiyan race cause?
By his decree, all able-bodied Saiyans were to make their way to the frontlines, where they will rally and wait for the full moon.
Riddic to walk among the large crowd, looking for anyone he knew.
"Hey, Riddic!" A familiar voice called out to him, he turned around to see his friend Roy waving his hand. "Hey! The others are over here too!"
"I'll be right there!" Riddic maneuvered between other Saiyans, trying his best not to push into them.
"I'm here," Riddic took a look around, all of Roy's crew, Dapin, and Gilgamesh were there. "Where are the others?"
Gilgamesh turned his head around. "Father took Datura, Yarrow, Marcus and a few others somewhere, said something about wanting some Saiyans on the right side."
The silver-haired Saiyan looked at his twin brother. "Not that really matters, only a few Saiyans are going to stay in control of their senses."
Gilgamesh, Miasma, King Vegeta, and only a few other Saiyans could fully control the Oozaru form. Unfortunately, Riddic wasn't one of those Saiyans.
He hated that form, mostly because he couldn't control it. Just rampaging around like a senseless animal. No wonder his brother enjoyed that from so much.
"I see." Riddic turned to Dapin, the elder Saiyan had a scar over his closed eye. "It's good to see your fit for battle Dapin."
Dapin turned and smiled at Riddic. "You know me, I'm too stubborn to stay out of the fight for long."
Taivas looked at Dapin in surprise. "Is that a joke Dapin?"
"Shut up."
Riddic turned to Roy. "You never did tell me what happened after you guys flew over the wall."
"Oh, well...When we jumped over the wall, Tuffle tanks were everywhere. At least four hundred. We were lucky to survive that, if it wasn't for May's quick actions and Ragu and Taivas's skill, we would have died."
"Aren't you being a little too modest?" Riddic said with a smirk.
Roy's eyebrow raised. "What do you mean?"
"You're always underestimating yourself Roy, I'm sure you did as much if not more than what May, Ragu, or Taivas did."
Roy laughed. "Ok, maybe I blew up a few hundred tanks."
Riddic smiled. "Only a few hundred." He mocked.
"It's the King!" A Saiyan yelled, concluding Riddic's and any other Saiyans current conversations.
King Vegeta emerged from behind a ruined building, he was accompanied by a few of his top commanders, Miasma was among them.
Everyone turned toward the Saiyan king, giving the proud man their full attention.
"My fellow Saiyans," His voice was booming and full of confidence. "I have gather you here today, so we can finally put an end to this war. Tonight, The Tuffles will know once again the full might of the Saiyan race."
He raised his fist into the air. "Tonight! We will go and we will conquer!"
The other Saiyans before their king raised their fists and roared. They were out for blood.
As if waiting for the right moment, the full moon appeared out of the darken sky and shined down on the Saiyans.
One by one, they began to look up at the moon.
"It's starting." Riddic muttered. He let out a sigh. 'Let's get this over with.'
Riddic looked up at the moon. He felt his body pulse as the transformation began. First, his chest grew, exploding out of his animal skins. Then, his face began to form into a monkeys face. Next, he felt himself growing.
Then, everything went blank.
"AHHHH! It's the Saiyans!"
"Fire! Fire! Fire!"
"Try the new weapon platform!"
"It's not working!"
"Let's get out of here!"
The Tuffles were no match for the Saiyans in their Oozaru forms. They smashed, crushed, stomped, and blasted everything that wasn't one of them.
One in particular was causing the most devastation. A silver-haired Oozaru was in a full-out rampage, smashing everything in his way, be it Tuffle or Saiyan.
"Damn." Another silver Oozaru said, his voice deep and booming. "Brother's making me look bad. How am I suppose to compete with that?"
A third Saiyan approached. "Get over it Gilgamesh." He looked at his rampaging son. "He wouldn't remember any of this in the morning."
Riddic ripped a Tuffle building from its foundations and threw it as far as he could. He roared, pounding his chest as he launched energy blasts in every direction.
Miasma turned and felt, looking for a more secluded and challenging place to destroy.
Gilgamesh smiled as he looked at his rampaging brother.
"And you said that I'm an animal, brother." He stared at Riddic for a few moments, as if to burn the image of his rampage into his mind, and left to look for more Tuffles to terrorize.
On different sides of the Tuffle capital city, two different ships shot out toward the stars.
Several Oozarus shot energy blasts at them, but missed. The ships continued outward into space, were they would land on different planets and one day enact the Tuffles last wish: Revenge against the Saiyan race.
And this concludes the Saiyan-Tuffle war. I really enjoyed portraying the Tuffles. In the show, all you know about them was that they were small, highly advance, peaceful, human-like in appearance, and afraid of Saiyans. So I tried to make the Tuffle race more, for the lack of a better word, alive as a race.
Now I'm going to explain some things in these last two entries.
Why do the Saiyans use "Sir" when addressing Miasma?:
Well, seeing that the Saiyans managed to reverse engineer some of the Tuffles tech, and further still with later help from the Acosions. I assumed that through the 10 year war that they heard military words like "sir" used by the Tuffles, learned what those words meant and used them as their own. Also, the Saiyans don't have a clear ranking system for their military, but they do respect and follow stronger and smarter Saiyans, Miasma fits in both of those categories, plus he is a natural leader. Therefore other Saiyans respect him and call him "sir" when on the battlefield.
Why have silver-haired Saiyans?:
Why not? I mean I have seen a red-haired Saiyan woman in the show, and a blue-haired Saiyan in the movie Bardock: The Father of Goku. So I thought that Saiyans with hair colors other than black or brown were rare, but genetic. Like red-hair among white ppl. Plus I added the whole silver-hair transfers over to the Oozaru form cause I thought it would be cool.
Why do Marcus, Ragu, Tavias, etc. act like a bunch of goofballs?:
One, because every story needs at least one goofball. Two, because most of them are teenagers. The only look you get in the show about Saiyans in their younger years, personality wise anyway, is from the movie: Bardock: The Father of Goku. When you see (Prince) Vegeta as a kid, he is still immature and acts like a kid.(derp) So with no material to reference I decided to try to depict Saiyans teenagers. I mean lets face it, teens will be teens no matter what race you are.
The Tuffles actually had a weapon that could kill a Saiyan in one shot?:
They didn't during the Saiyan-Tuffle War or it wasn't mentioned in the DBZ cannon. Due to the fact that Tuffles were highly advanced, and that this war was going on for 10 years, they would have had ample time and resources to make or at least attempt to make such a weapon. Take Hatchiyack as an example, its originally a machine designed to absorb the "grudges" against Saiyans, turn those grudges into physical ghosts that can fight Saiyans, and ultimately transform into a highly powered being called Hatchiyack. So I made it where they just developed and began to mass produce a weapon that could kill a Saiyan in one-shot. Basically the cannon is the Tuffles attempt into making a more powerful, artificially made energy blast.
Stay tuned till next time when Riddic and Gilgamesh meet the galactic tyrant Frieza!