Dragonball Z: The Catalyst

Act II:

Chapter 11: The Catalyst

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"So much for that brilliant idea. How much time did you waste with all of that, hmmm?" The shortest of the figures enquired, seemingly entertained by the failure of the 'experiment'.

The taller, deeper voiced figure spoke.

"Let us not forget who is the master here." He reminded.

"I seem to have forgotten my place, forgive me."

The taller figure, despite being irritated, stepped away from the circling pool of madness between them. In the pool they'd found probabilities, chances, which outcomes were most likely. Raditz was supposed to help the Saiyans kill all of Goku's remaining friends, instead he helped save them, and would now be an ally of theirs... potentially... for the foreseeable future.

"All things still contain risk, remember that." His deep voice uttered. "However, I have already formulated a new plan."

"Oh?"

"Yes. They will need to go to the Planet Namek. I can only project my image for a limited amount of time. However, an even greater threat awaits on Namek."

"I thought we wanted to avoid him being involved in the plan, because you said he was far too dangerous to be controlled."

"Yes. Frieza will be vastly too difficult to manipulate. However, who said we needed to manipulate Frieza?" The larger figure asked, a grin appearing under his hood.

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Planet Electron II

The last of the feeble defenders fell at the feet of the fighter on this now dead world. It was overly satisfying considering just how powerful he'd become on this world. Another victory, another step towards final revenge. The legends were true about everything, he was a god amongst mortals now. It wouldn't be long and he'd be able to challenge Frieza himself.

His scouter however, started to blip.

An insignificant power level had made itself known.

"Please tell me you are the last of this world's pathetic defenders,"

"I am hardly one of its defenders, mighty Turles."

The short figure walked in front of him, his hood over his features. The small frame turned his body slightly however, before looking up towards Turles. His pale green skin was evident.

"You must have improved greatly from planting the Tree of Might on this World."

Turles smirked. When he first arrived on this world with his men he was a low level. He had a mere power level of 1,500, his men, only 500 to 1000. Now? His own power level was over 42,000, and his men's? Anywhere between 4,000 to 18,000.

He didn't share as much with them, obviously. But that was because he was soon to be Lord Turles. After a few more worlds, he would crush Frieza, and then he could rule the universe.

"Yes, my men and I have done quite well. However, I regret to inform you that you will be killed in a rather short period of time."

To this, Turles blinked, before starting to laugh.

"Is that so? And please elaborate how I am to be killed, dwarf?"

"Defecting from Frieza's Empire is a risky business, especially when you steal a ship. When word comes out you are annihilating this part of the galaxy, you meet a rather short end at the hands of a being known as Cooler. He is vastly superior to you in every sense, so much so that you could consume the fruit from the Tree of Might on another dozen worlds, and you may start to annoy him."

Turles was left standing there, he had few words.

"Who is Cooler?"

"He is Frieza's Older sibling. He runs another part of the galaxy than Frieza, in fact I believe he claims ownership of this very planet, escaping Frieza's space just meant going into Cooler's. By the way, he watched Frieza destroy your home world, and thought it was a funny, small expenditure of power."

Another Frieza? His hand formed a fist. Was there no end to these creatures? No matter how much he killed, no matter how much he slaughtered and fought, would he ever surpass them?

"I am here to offer you a chance of a lifetime, Turles."

Turles' attention turned to the dwarf again.

"Who are you?"

"You may call me, the Catalyst." He chuckled.

Instead, Turles reached to grab him, only to find he'd already zipped away.

"Now, you wouldn't want to attack someone only intent on helping your goals, would you Turles?'

The Saiyan felt frustrated and annoyed, he almost growled before he stopped looking for where the voice now originated from.

"Well then, spit it out. What is it?"

"We will offer you a chance at eternal life, and a chance to stop Frieza all at the same time." The voice said with amusement.

"How so?" Turles responded. "Eternal Life is a myth."

"Only its not, I can assure you. There is a set of Namekian artifacts known as the Dragon Balls. They will grant whoever collects all 7, any wish he desires."

"So you are saying I can use these to wish for eternal life?"

"Absolutely." Came the delighted response. "However, I would hurry. Frieza is currently on his way to Namek, to gather the very Dragon Balls we are referring to. If he obtains them, he will have eternal life himself."

Turles felt an immense gust of wind, and his scouter stopped beeping.

He was left alone, standing there.

Could he trust this dwarf?

"Master Turles." Amond said. "You wanted an update on if we could track Frieza?'

"No, I didn- Yes, report."

"He's on his way to Namek according to com traffic."

Turles felt a chill run through his body.

And to think, there are more monsters like him out there in the darkness of space.

With a sinister smile, almost as sinister as Frieza's could ever be, Turles made eye contact with Amond.

"Get the ship ready, and set course for the planet Namek."

Amond looked at Turles as if he was insane.

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When the smaller hooded figure returned, he looked towards his taller master.

"There, I've got him sent on his way to Namek. I fail to see how he will be the difference maker."

The pool of time swirled between the two however. It showed the saiyan locked in brutal conflict with others, all over the Dragon Balls.

"So long as Frieza is defeated, and Goku's Friends are killed, permanently, I care little for the outcome. Turles can live or die."

"And what of Goku himself?"

"What I would give, to destroy him myself. But such an opportunity will not be available to me for some time."

With that, the taller "Catalyst" walked towards the edge of nothing.

"And where are you off to? You must be careful not to exert energy too greatly, otherwise you may find yourself in Hell again, rather than here."

There was an annoyed growl from the other side.

"I am aware of that. I am going to see who else can cause trouble for these fools, without splashing too many waves."

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Deep Space:

"I remember it, you know." The old voice said.

"Remember what, my Lord?" The younger man responded.

He bore the black uniform of the honour guard, as did his counterparts. He remembered when they were first found by their Lord, their master. They'd been so lost. Fortunate had surely benefited them however for being found by their wise master.

"I remember our home world, I remember the lush blue trees and great green oceans of it. It was called Namek."

The room had four younger, green skinned Nameks in it, with the elder, the wise man in the midst of them, sitting upon his justly earned throne.

"Yes master, as you have told us before."

"I remember our power, we were great once. I was amongst the youngest at the time, we'd unlocked... something truly magnificent, something you have inherited in your blood. I remember how all the lesser Nameks looked upon us, they venerated us as the Gods we rightfully were."

There was a lowering of all their heads, at the shame. The shame of what had been stolen from them by their supposed brethren.

"We are forever forsaken from our home world, it has been snatched from us by the power of the Dragon Balls. They meant for us to whither and die. But you four have brought me hope... hope that one day we may extract our revenge upon the lesser beings of Namek."

He coughed, roughly, before moving his hand over to his bowl of pills, each one meant to extend his life. Slipping one into his mouth, he chewed and swallowed the yellow delicacy.

"Lord Slug," Finally his chief lieutenant said, rising to look at his master. "We are honoured you found us, scattered throughout the Galaxy."

Each one of them was a descendant of the lost tribe of Namek, the tribe from before the great cataclysm, the Super Nameks. Despite their youth, they could only hope to become as powerful as Lord Slug, the last of the true Super Nameks.

Slug for his part smiled, but it was the kind of smile one would expect from a Shark. This was the closest thing to a legacy he could leave across the Galaxy, unfortunate he and his tribe never created their own Dragon Balls, nor was that information passed on. He was doomed to die a death unworthy of his power. He remember not 500 years earlier, his empire spanned the stars. Lord Slug was a name to be feared in the heavens, billions lived and died at his whim. But with age, his power had begun to fade.

But fate weaves a strange thread, as he'd found these children on two worlds, the children at the time. Each one the children of two other Super Nameks, their legacies to the galaxy before their expiration. Now there was at last unity amongst the last survivors, and it was a unity of course, under Lord Slug.

Slug himself finally rose from his throne, turning to one of his scientists.

"M-my lord, unfortunately we have not yet found the solution to the ageing process."

They all remembered how Slug eliminated his lieutenants, all for being 'inferior' to his new Namekian chargers, even when they were yet younger.

"That was not the question I was to ask you, Kathuja."

"Oh! Well, my Lord, what is it you desire?"

"I wish for you to find the closest base currently operated by the World Trade Organization."

"Of course, but may I ask why my Lord?"

"No," Slug said through narrowed eyes.

His honour guard immediately moved to his side.

The largest of these four, and arguably the strongest, was Achatin. He was almost as huge as Lord Slug himself. His thick jaw, heavy set, broad shoulders, and muscle made him look more like a wall of muscle than a Namek.

Next was Staff. The true lieutenant of Lord Slug, respectful, professional. His stature was not his size and strength like Achatin, but his ability to do all that was asked of him. He was a great fighter, superb commander, and very wise adviser, best yet, he was a fast learner. He carrier sharp features, and an athletic build. The serious scowl his face bore rarely left his face, even when he was truly enjoying himself.

After that came Colchico, arrogance personified, he rarely got on with Staff especially. Intelligent enough however, also to avoid angering Lord Slug. He was easily the most agile of all Lord Slug's lieutenants. Small and light by Namek standards, Cochico also happened to have the most sinister streak of his comrades, even by Super Namek Standards.

Finally there was Shel, the quiet one. Youngest of the brothers and 'cousins', he bore most resemblance to his brother Staff. Neither fast nor slow, however what he lacked in his brother's wisdom, commanding abilities, and learning, he easily made up for in raw energy.

"What would you have us do, Lord Slug?" Staff asked.

"Intelligence, my students. One must always be informed, and few are as informed as Frieza and his ilk. What they know, we must know."

"Of course, Lord Slug." Staff said with a small bow to his master, just as the other "Super" Nameks did.

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A/N: Thanks for reading. Not as action packed, or centred on the good guys, but a chapter that is dedicated to a few of the events coming up.

Please review of course. And on a side note, just to answer some "guests" who've reviewed, as I can't respond to their questions via PM-

Coldblue: You'll actually find out how much Raditz's power level has increased by, exactly, in chapter 18. There is no need to mention it until then :)

I do have plans for Zangya, but they are a long way out, and don't involve Raditz, at least in any real way at the moment.

As for Raditz being paired with someone in general. He very well may be, but it'll have to grow organically from the character. I hate saying "Let's have these two get together", even with Colonel Violet, as she died, she didn't love Raditz the way he'd found himself enthralled by her.

There are multiple, multiple new battles on Namek, and I won't divulge more details than that.

Luke: Thanks for all the reviews dude.

To everyone else

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