Chapter 43: Extinction Part 3
Rilldo's claim of another form had been completely unexpected to Vegeta, but he wasn't terribly surprised by the rather abrupt announcement.
"I've fought my fair share of enemies that had a power-weighted state as well, and you know what good it did them? No good whatsoever! It only constricts your movement and makes you an easier target. So go ahead and buff yourself up, make yourself stronger. It won't do you any good," Vegeta taunted.
"Believe what you will, Saiyan. But rest assured, my form is nothing like anything you have ever witnessed. It actually makes me extra flexible you imbecile!"
Vegeta found himself suddenly excited. What if Rilldo actually presented a decent challenge after this? The thought of testing his strength; of facing a real challenge – thrilled him to his core.
Rilldo widened his stance, his feet gripping the rocky ground beneath him. He clenched both fists tightly as green energy erupted around him. The dust at his feet was blasted outwards in every direction, and Vegeta's golden hair began to ripple in the wind. His golden attachments all flew straight off of his body and into oblivion, the artificial general becoming completely nude and bulkier by the second.
With a resounding explosion of grey light, his transformation was completed, Rilldo smiled wickedly at the prince. This new form was far more capable than any of his other ones, and the general now dwarfed Vegeta completely. Additionally, the injuries inflicted on his previous form by the Super Saiyan had been healed by his own body. And his power skyrocketed to the point of being almost as strong as Hatchiyack was, which the Saiyan noted.
"This form isn't just to bulk myself up." The general crossed his arms, his smirk never leaving his face. "My strength is not only unparalleled, it makes my body free!"
Vegeta was filled with excitement. His instincts and senses told him that Rilldo's new form would pose a true challenge.
"I'd love to keep discussing what I can do, but I'm afraid the specifics would be wasted on a primitive primate such as yourself. Time to die, you damn simian!" Rilldo screamed. He dashed toward Vegeta as quickly as he had spoken, his armored fist pulling back for a right hook. The prince was fully prepared for the blow's speed, but not for its strength. Vegeta crossed his forearms in front of his face just before the impact launched him across the sky. He was stunned at the strength of Rilldo's new form, feeling bruises already forming in his forearms.
Before he knew it, the General was upon him again, this time rushing him from above with an incredibly powerful right kick. Vegeta barely dodged, flipping backwards instead of trying to block; his foe's new strength was more than he had bargained for. His opponent's kick crunched into the rocky ground, and he used the traction to launch himself towards the prince once again. Vegeta bent his knees and launched back toward the titan, matching his approach vector with a fury.
A humongous shock-wave sounded at the act of both of their fists colliding. Their inertia mutually negated, their fists opened and fingers interlocked as they began a contest of physical might. Both fighters pushed forward with all their will, each frustrated by the others strength. Vegeta ignited his Super Saiyan aura even higher, pushing himself beyond his maximum and straight into Super Saiyan Two, a maelstrom of lightning surrounding him. With each increase in power, Rilldo attempted to match him, until Vegeta found that he could go no further. The two seemed in an even deadlock.
"So, this is the full power of you, tuffle?" Vegeta laughed, pushing his own strength just slightly higher. Just as he was turning the tide, Rilldo broke the struggle by turning his hand's into liquid, kneeing Vegeta directly in the chest and then launching an outstretched fist that threw the Saiyan flat on his back in the dirt. The prince was stunned.
'How can this be possible? What kind of being is able to liquefy himself to this extent?' The prince wondered. 'However, it won't matter once I vaporize him out of existence!' Vegeta picked himself up, filled with rage but eager for more.
"Come, Vegeta! What happened to all your boasting? You don't seem to be so arrogant anymore!" Rilldo laughed, now convinced that he did indeed have the edge over the Super Saiyan due to his abilities.
"Why don't we test that liquefying ability of yours then?" Vegeta yelled. Small orbs of platonic yellow energy formed in both his outstretched hands, and he quickly fired them toward Rilldo, continuing the pattern with wave after wave of blasts. The volley continued to pour down, hundreds of small but concentrated explosions crashing down around Rilldo, vaporizing some of his body and turning it into liquid metal.
Normally, the general would have laughed off blasts of these size, but these were anything but harmless. After feeling the impact of only a few of Vegeta's scatter shots, he realized the seriousness of his peril. Quickly, he leapt into the air, the trail of energy explosions following him as he zipped across the rocky terrain. Vegeta followed, continuing to shoot his rapid fire energy blasts.
'The bastard is on the run. Perfect!' Vegeta thought. 'He can only dodge for so long before he's evaporated into nothing.'
The tuffle product found that he was able to outmaneuver fewer and fewer of the incoming attacks and, knowing that he couldn't continue dodging indefinitely, chose another strategy.
"Liquify!" He roared. Immediately, he dashed himself to the ground as a streak of liquid metal, slipping through the cracks and crevices. Although the explosions built up violently on the rock surface, they soon subsided as Vegeta clenched his fists, cursing the mechanisms techniques. The amount of ways his enemy could shift his body would be a pain in the ass to counteract.
Gathering his strength, Vegeta dashed forward as soon as the general reformed into his body. He came in with a flying kick, but Rilldo blocked with an elongated forearm, responding with his own rapid elongated kick that Vegeta just barely avoided. Furious, the Super Saiyan Two backed up and fired a full strength energy wave.
Rilldo crossed his arms in front of his face, making them enlarge to form a shield. Though Vegeta's attack forced him back a kilometer, his skin protected him from its full force, his arms only being the price to pay. As the attack faded, he regenerated his right arms and unleashed a concentrate plume of energy from his mouth. "Take this Vegeta!" He screamed, firing a thick whitish-metallic green energy beam at the Saiyan.
Instinctively, Vegeta backhanded the beam to the right of him, but its highly concentrated energy formed an angry bruise and burn on his forearm. Screaming much more in rage than in pain, he launched a flurry of punches at Rilldo's face and torso. The first few blows were blocked or swiftly evaded, but several made it past his opponents defenses and landed with swishes. Yet Rilldo's skin alone protected him; Vegeta felt like he was punching resilient jello, and it irked him.
The general took advantage of the opening to fire a swift yet sharp uppercut hard at Vegeta's stomach. The Saiyan twisted and ducked away, but the blow still landed full-force on his shoulder. The pain of the impact sent him reeling; he was finally realizing just how much force his own blows must have. He knew now that Rilldo's brute strength and hit-power exceeded his own.
Rilldo retreated several meters and began firing a series of ki orbs from both hands nearly as fast as Vegeta's own rapid-fire technique. The Super Saiyan danced back and forth, evading each beam as it came. The barrage continued, but Vegeta found it just as easy to dodge. Rilldo's pattern was simply much too predictable that it was in fact simple.
The prince smirked even as the attacks continued flying around him. 'His body gives him incredible strength, an ultimate defense, and devastating versatility, but he uses them foolishly, like an untrained savage,' Vegeta thought. 'He's also a buffoon, depending on his power and ability alone to beat me, using no tactics or skill.'
Vegeta, unlike his current foe, spent his entire life warring against superior strength and winning with his intellect alone. His thousands of battle scars had taught him to fight viciously and mercilessly, exploiting every weakness in his opponents and seizing any possible advantage. On top of that, his battle instincts were flawless, yet he wasn't too profound in strict martial arts. He was a true Saiyan warrior, the pride and glory of his race. In a single instant, he resolved that the Saiyan race would not die on this tuffle corrupted planet, especially not at the hand of a Tuffle creation.
"RAAAAAAAAH!" Vegeta roared, pulling his aura close to him and filling himself with its energy. Rushing forward, he charged an energy blast in each hand even as he flew through the continued flurry of energy balls, dodging them effortlessly. He released the blasts one after the other, then lifted his fists together over his right shoulder as his momentum carried him forward.
Rilldo deflected both of the blasts, then lifted his forearm to block Vegeta's double hammer fist. But the Saiyan gripped his block in mid-flight, spinning under his larger opponent's defenses with a devastating kick. The blow caught Rilldo squarely in where a persons ribs would be, right in the abdomen. The shock of the precise attack doubled him over in pain.
As Rilldo straightened, still recovering from the kick, Vegeta grabbed the neck of the being, pulling the head back even as he spun around behind the General. He drove his knee into the general's lower mechanical spine, and then finished up the vicious combo with a Big Bang Attack at point-blank range. The concentrated blue energy evaporated Rilldo's liquefied skin, though not all of it, sending him spiraling toward the ground.
As he fell, Rilldo was completely shocked. He had thought this form would give him complete control over Vegeta, and yet he was hurtling downward, bruised, melted and burned at the same time.
His time for thinking was interrupted as Vegeta dashed down toward him again, this time landing a series of powerful punches to the unprotected areas of his arms and lower torso. Each blow struck harshly, causing his body to liquefy itself on impulse with each punch. As they neared the ground, Vegeta tackled him, twisting one of his arms harshly and wrenching his head back. The duo smashed into the landscape in an explosion of rocks and debris, Rilldo's face buried against the dirt. Maintaining his grip on the general's limbs, Vegeta continued punishing the demon in every way he knew, striking him again and again with fists and knees to make his body go on the fritz based on it's latent instincts.
Rilldo was in agony. Never in his life had he felt pain this consuming and devastating. Each of Vegeta's blows was delivered for maximum damage to make his body involuntarily reactive, and he couldn't quite control it. That was the downside to this form, he was an uncompleted project that was released too early, restricting his ability to control his body all the time.
In an explosion of rage and pain, Rilldo's energy blasted out around him, vaporizing the dirt covering his face and loosening Vegeta's grip. He spun, backhanding the Super Saiyan Two and sending him flying. But he was in too much pain to follow up his momentary advantage. Though he appeared mostly unscathed, he felt as though every atom in his body was on fire; it was all he could do to stand, convulsing and twitching constantly.
"What the hell are you?" He screamed, his breath ragged and heavy. "You shouldn't be able to do this!"
"Me? I'm your races worst nightmare," Vegeta retorted, serious now. Rilldo's powerful backhand had drawn blood from Vegeta's jaw, but he welcomed the pain, reveling in the joy of combat. "I'm everything you and your race have feared and still fear to this moment. Your power is useless against me. I am the Tuffles end."
The general roared, charging Vegeta again. But the involuntariness that filled his body slowed him down, and Vegeta was completely in his element now. The Saiyan anticipated every heavy blow, deflecting Rilldo's superior strength with perfectly-timed blocks and using his greater momentum against him. Every desperate attack was met with a swift and devastating response that redoubled the general's constantly-building lack of control.
Uppercutting the general, the Saiyan flipped upwards and dropped down his cascading leg from the somersault, mushing his opponents liquid metal skull. Dipping downwards, he went in, striking him dozens of times in quick succession, Rilldo never even touching him more than three times, let alone hurting him. Grabbing his legs, he swiftly rotated 360 degrees once before shooting him headfirst into the ground, creating a giant hole.
Raising his left hand and charging plenty of water colored ki into his palm, surrounding his whole hand. "Big Bang ATTACK!"
A colossal explosion followed, one that threw up enough to debris to cover the sky for miles on end in the horizon. Slowly crawling out of the ground, Rilldo unleashed a giant plume of energy into the cloud of dust, but it was promptly dodged.
Soon after the debris cleared away, both warriors were now hovering a few hundred feet above the surface of the planet. Vegeta's blue outfit had quite a few tears and rips and he looked disheveled, but Rilldo looked positively terrible. Many spots of his body were leaking metal, and turquoise blood ran down his mouth and over his chest. His left arm was almost all liquid, looking more like melting ice cream than an actual appendage.
"You…can't…defeat…me," Rilldo gasped, his voice ragged and hoarse. "Fucking...primate! I represent…the most powerful race…in the universe. Baby…and Defectron…will finish what…we've started!"
"You're wrong, Rilldo!" Vegeta shouted, his fists clenched. "I have already defeated you. I had you beaten in every single category from the beginning." Cupping his hands at his side, he began charging a brilliant ball of golden and purple energy. "Try and dodge this if you can! Feel the power of my Galick Flash!" Thrusting his arms forward, he fired, the energy flowing from all around him into a white-hot beam.
Rilldo stared in horror at the blast coming toward him. He was too messed up to try and evade it. Was this the end? And the general didn't even have time to answer his own question, as his artificial life flashed before his incomplete eyes. Slain by the prince of the people his race had hated the most, how disgraceful...
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Piccolo's aura flared up and he was shimmering with improvised power, ready to attempt to put an end to Raditz. Said enemy smirked, and he took to the time to power up to his full-powered Super Saiyan form, exploding with golden energy, dwarfing the Namekian's white aura.
"This fight is over before it can begin, that form is still too weak, it won't save you from imminent death." Piccolo stated, getting into his signature Makai-stance.
"You're lying Namek, this form is the pinnacle of our Super Saiyan power. It seems this power was granted to me by the power of the Destron gas. Now I'll use this gift to end your pathetic life like I should have all those years ago!" Raditz bellowed, his aura expanding even further as his golden locks flowed into the intense gusts swaying throughout the area.
"You really are delusional about your own race, there's a form even beyond that one. If you don't believe me, then go ahead and call it a bluff, it doesn't matter to me one bit." The Namekian claimed, his stance firm and looking on in anticipation.
"Well then, looks like I have more training to do you after I'm through with you. I've got more things to explore, more work to do, and more things to learn. But for the moment, you can kiss your feeble life goodbye." The Saiyan said in a low, threatening tone before he charged towards Piccolo, whom appeared confident that he could finish Raditz and help take out Broly.
In a fit of rage, Raditz swung on Piccolo wildly only for his target to duck under it. The Saiyan then attempted to take Piccolo's legs from underneath him, swiftly attempting a low, sweeping kick. However, he hit nothing but the air that was the occupant for Piccolo's space as soon as he vanished. With that, the Saiyan whipped around angrily only to see...
BAM! Raditz was sent head first into the concreted ground by Piccolo, diving straight into it and going deep inside; at least two hundred feet. "You're still too slow to hit me, now get back up and try again in futility."
"GRRR... I swear I'm gonna frickin' tear you to shreds, you Namekian trash! Don't think you can easily play around with someone of my calibre!" The long-haired Saiyan cried out, his voice being heard by everyone within the cities range.
"HA!" Raditz roared, shooting towards his green skinned nemesis with hateful intentions. Striking once, he expected the punch to be blocked. However, what he didn't expect was for his whole entire barrage of strikes be either evade or blocked swiftly. It infuriated him to no end, how can some Namekian be stronger than he, a Super Saiyan? It didn't quite add up in his mind.
He was a living legend damnit, something that even the greatest of Saiyans could only dream of. Yet it was being batted down by a warrior from a peace-making race. And just somewhere around ten years ago, his power level was a measly 400. What the hell could've transpired?!
"Damnit!" The Saiyan shouted, launching two full-powered energy waves at his intelligent opponent. "I'm a Super Saiyan! This shouldn't even be possible!"
Piccolo simply batted both waves away from him with a Kiai wave, and then flew straight towards his opponent. Giving off a burst of pure kinetic energy, the Namek blurred into nothing until he suddenly appeared in front of Raditz, kneeing him in the face.
Spinning off of the attack, Piccolo stretched both of his arms and wrapped them around the Saiyans back. He then propelled him forward, right into a straight on Makosen, which would've killed him hadn't it been for the Destron gas.
Reforming back into the Saiyan everyone knows him to be, Raditz cursed aloud, his golden aura flaring out of him in an omni-directional manner, reflective upon his current thought process on the circumstances.
"Don't say I didn't warn you, I'm going to finish this soon. I have more important matters to attend to then sitting here and playing games with you."
Raditz roared out into sky at nothing in particular, simply enraged. He immediately rose his right hand and fired off a purple, dense plume of energy at the other extraterrestrial. When the smoke cleared, Piccolo stood there unscathed, his aura wrapped around him in a protective manner.
Using the moment of shock on his adversaries face to his advantage, he vanished from sight and appeared in front of his uncle, hammering him down to the ground with a double-fisted hay maker.
Raditz rolled over off of the crater pavement and dashed off at Piccolo, firing off blows like an unprofessional brawler. Piccolo with his strict martial arts instincts, swiftly blocked each and everyone of those strikes, then he Kiai waved Raditz into a small five-story office building, collapsing the structure.
The Saiyan then shot out of it, looking more and more enraged, veins shown on his forehead and body in various areas. "Take this you son of a bitch, DOUBLE SUNDAY!" He launched off his massive plume of pure radiated energy at Piccolo, whom for his part stood calmly.
Piccolo then replied with a quick beam of golden energy, shooting straight into the much larger beam of ki.
"I told you this battle was pointless," said the fused Namekian. "I'll end this, now."
BOOM!
"It's over, you're done for Raditz," restated Piccolo, walking through the colossal explosion that happened to just take place.
"Grrr... what did you do to increase your power to such a level?! There's absolutely no reason why you shouldn't lying dead at my feet, Namek! So I demand an answer to my question!" Demanded the angry Raditz, it made no sense to him.
"Simple, I trained as hard as I could since the last time we've met. Now give up so I can swiftly kill you again to get it over with," said Piccolo, walking ever so closely to the Saiyan. The Namek then slipped into a fighting stance, and narrowed his eyes to examine Raditz's posture, picking out any weaknesses to exploit. Suddenly, he vanished and reappeared in front of Raditz. BAM! Piccolo launched a swift blurry fist at Raditz's exposed forehead, sending him staggering into a tractor trailer, caving it in with the force of the blow.
Raditz then front-flipped and landed on the ground. "You think this is the full extent of my power, I've been playing with you the whole time."
His words made Piccolo stop and question the widow-peaked Saiyan. "Full power you say? Don't tell me you're referring to the ultra-bulked up form that you Saiyans rarely use. If so, then that only hinders you chance of defeating me even further. But go right on ahead and try it, don't take my word for it."
"We shall see you Namekian scum, HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Raditz under went the same transformation that he did when he fought Gohan just three years ago, back when he was in the land of the living without the destron gas. "So you see, my power is nigh on par with yours now. You can't hope to defeat me now, you're too weak to pull it off!"
"I told you not to do this, whatever. All the more easier to take you out I suppose," proclaimed Piccolo. Raditz narrowed his golden eyebrows and bull rushed Piccolo's taller and yet much thinner outline, prepared to beat the ever living shit out of him.
The Saiyan launched a kick, but Piccolo saw it coming miles away and blocked it. As soon as Raditz was about to retract his body...
DOOSH!
Piccolo shoved his fist into Raditz's torso without remorse, sending him crashing through multitudes of buildings. The villain growled with animosity and rolled over, hopping back up and leaving the ground.
"Take this you bastard, Saturday Crush!" Raditz's ki blast tore through the ground, making a trench while charging on towards the target obviously. Piccolo knew that it was too powerful to simply bat away like the blasts prior, so he simply dashed out of its trajectory and straight towards the slow moving Saiyan.
POW!
Piccolo smashed his fist into Raditz's face, knocking him flat on his ass. "I told you this would happen, but you didn't listen. Its over, Special Beam Cannon!" The orange with purple outlined corkscrew beam rippled through anything in it's path on towards the slow rising Raditz.
Raditz could only look on as his fate flashed before his eyes. He was done in by his weakling brothers brat when he first arrived and now about to be killed a second time by the same Namekian. He was truly a weakling, a figment in the wind compared to the other Saiyans. The Low Class warrior, the weakling, the disgraceful son of Bardock, the failure, the chicken known as Raditz.
And that was his last thought before the beam went straight through the center of his chest and ended his falsely renewed life.
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"Are you sure about this Paragus?" Krillin asked, standing opposite of his opponent on the ravaged cityscape.
"Of course I'm sure, cue ball. I'm here to get revenge from that time on Namek," Paragus retorted, smirking with evil intentions.
"Yikes!" Krillin gulped in a sarcastic manner. "Alright, here goes nothing! Super Kaioken x3." A familiar crimson aura surrounded the monk, raising the ground around them in chunks and dust. Winds raised to much higher speeds, around three hundred miles per hour.
"Good, I want you to give it everything you've got when I crush you."
"Don't worry. I'll give it my all to stop you and end this whole charade!"
"Shut the hell up!" Suddenly, Paragus could be seen launching at Krillin with super sonic speeds to boot. Though normal humans couldn't even detect their presence, Krillin could see him moving perfectly with his sight.
Krillin then blocked the kick his enemy sent at him, then dropped to the ground, ducking under a second punch. He swept his legs under Paragus, who jumped up to avoid the blow. The blonde-haired Super Saiyan shot a Ki orb, hitting his adversary in the stomach. Krillin shrugged off the blow with a grunt, back-flipping away to avoid the Saiyans onslaught.
Krillin then launched a swift punch at the Saiyan, who rolled out of the way of the blow, then flew into the air, trying to get behind Krillin.
"Come on, earthling," said Paragus. "I know you're better than that."
"I'm not trying though," rhetorically replied Krillin. The two shot back into combat, the shock-waves from their blows echoing through the sky and shaking the plateau of land they were directly over.
Paragus leaned to the side as he received a blow to the face from the former monk. Said Saiyan countered by kneeing his opponent in the gut, doubling the human over in surprise.
Krillin managed to raise an arm to block the follow up punch, then blocked a second one that was thrown his way. Grabbing onto Paragus's boot, he began swinging him around, sending him flying into a platoon of cars and trucks. Looking at the moment as a sign to assault his enemy, Krillin shot towards him in earnest. Paragus recovered and shot back in equal earnest, ready to assault the assailant and hopefully end his life.
Paragus grinned as he swiftly parried or evaded a flurry of attacks Krillin coordinated. Just then, to her shock, Krillin raised his hands and blasted him on the chest after making a clean punch to his torso, knocking the breath out of him.
Just then, he doubled around kicked Krillin in the chest, sending him flying down towards the ground. He smashed into it, creating a crater. However, the strongest human on the planet simply stood up, dusted himself off, and then shot back into combat against the Saiyan, shock-waves blasting off from this epic fight.
Finally, the two fighters solidified on the concrete and pavement that was rugged surface, gasping for breath. Eventually, the two shot back into the air, combating one another with great ferocity.
"I didn't realize you would get this much stronger," Krillin commented in surprise.
"The destron gas surely did the trick," Paragus responded, smirking. "With it's newfound power, I'll be sure to end your retched life."
"Oh...right, good luck with that! Dodge this if you can Paragus." The monk crouched and pulled his elbows back, charging up more crimson ki. "Crimson Scatter Shot!"
The hair clad midget chucked a powerful plume of crimson colored energy towards the Saiyan, whom chuckled. "Heh, I don't see how the move lives up to its name," Paragus stated, evading the beam with a side step. The retort garnered no response from Krillin, whom only smirked in reponse.
The former monk hefted the blast upwards, confusing his opposition. Suddenly, it split into five different beams with the same trajectory and target. "How about now?" Krillin asked, watching his technique launch itself at Paragus.
"No matter, it makes no difference in the end, human. Nggh!" He created an energy force-field, forcing all five projectiles to detonate upon the bubble of ki. Through the smoke, the Saiyan released his field, thinking the onslaught of blasts were over.
"It's not over yet Paragus!"
A few more streaks of energy came at through the cover of the smoke, and he evaded all of them swiftly. The "sixth" reactionary sense that most people had indicated that many more streaks of ki were incoming from outside of the smoke. Making a split second decision, the Saiyan raised both of his hands and shot several golden energy blasts consecutively.
Hundreds of energy blasts streaked across the sky, the two hurling everything they had at one another. Most of the time, the streaks passed directly by the other assailant. A few collided with opposing blasts mid-air, creating small explosions. The rest that managed to get by were effortlessly batted away or evaded, creating many thunderous explosions in the surrounding city.
Finally, both of the barrages ceased, the two fighters panting for breath, though they were smirking. Both of them were confident in their ability to win the day, even though everyone in their right mind could tell Krillin was going easy on him.
"Double Cannon!" Bellowed the old male Saiyan, sending the attack directly at his former killer. Krillin simply cupped his hands at his right side, charging the signature Turtle wave technique.
"KamehameHA!" He shouted, sending a cerulean beam of energy to counter Paragus's yellow beam of energy. The two beams collided, neither managing to gain any sort of appreciable ground on the other before they were pushed back to an impasse.
Slowly, the beams began to slowly and surely gain a general drift in one direction. Krillin upped his Kaioken to X4, therefore pushing much more power into the beam of his own, silently upping his Kamehameha by ten times it's former strength. Paragus then knew he was going to lose the struggle so he prepared to drop his own blast until he saw Krillin's Kamehameha wave shoot straight through his own blast.
He was about to departure from the waves trajectory when Krillin gave him a mean uppercut to place him back into it, the Saiyan getting obliterated by the wave. As soon as Paragus reformed, Krillin pounced on him with ease. To say fighting Paragus was boring is a massive understatement at that point. The Saiyans technique was extremely sloppy, and Krillin was not even close to his full power.
"This isn't even a challenge anymore, I'm done holding back. You're fighting is sloppy, and your power isn't up to par. You're pretty much outclassed." Krillin stated nonchalantly while effortlessly dodging Paragus's kick and getting a quick jab on him.
"Grr... you imbecile! I'll show you outclassed!" Paragus shot at Krillin full speed, trying to catch him off guard. The monk sidestepped, kneed Paragus in the face, and brought both fists on his head, smashing him down to the ground with ease.
The old Saiyan shot through the ground, making a deep hole the length of a football field.
Krillin dropped into the gigantic hole that he had directly caused, looking for Paragus in the darkness.
"I can't go down without a fight! Double CANNON!" Paragus called out, firing two golden ki balls at the Earthling, hoping to have caught him off guar. Krillin, however, effortlessly batted them away and punched the Saiyan dead in the face, making him stagger back from his broken nose.
BAM! Krillin flip kicked him deeper into the ground, making the Saiyan end at obsidian rock. The Saiyan then attempted to charge out of the deep crevice until he felt a...
SMASH! Krillin clobbered the Saiyan with a powerful hay-maker, sending him back into the debris consisted of rocks.
"You can't win. Give up, make this easier for me so I can end you."
"NEVER! I'll show you true po-" Paragus was about to attempt something else when Krillin decapitated him with a well placed Destructo disk. His head and body flopped into the ground, disappearing into nothing but dark grey gas that faded away into the sky.
"Woohoo! BOOYAH! I defeated the Super Saiyan in raw combat again, this time a powered up version!" Krillin cheered to himself while shooting out of the underground. He then went back into battle mode, looking for trouble. "Now it's time to help tackle Broly, he's still big trouble!"
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By this point, Defectron's power could've been compared to someone of semi-perfect Cells calibre with the amount of energy he absorbed. The whole entire world became desolate looking, no power for any of the 7 billion people on the planet barring a certain Capsule Corporation leader. The tuffle AI unit stalked through the walls of central city, the bullets, bombs, and artillery attempting to impede his stride as they were bouncing off of its Katchin body, not even registering in the AI's mind.
"Alright men, give him everything you've got!" One of the commanders stated, hopelessly firing more and more at the mechanical monstrosity. "FIRE!"
BOOM!
The entire assembled militia within a mile of proximity to him was thereby eliminated, nothing but a smoking crater left surrounding Defectron. With complete and utter takeover on its mind, the Tuffle unit casually waved his hand in front of a platoon of buildings, lightning striking said structures and obliterating them with terrifying ease, killing everyone in the area.
However, after one group died another came like a wave to take it's place, shields up and ready to defend King Furry to the very last breath. This action simply made the AI unit cackling to itself, his march never halting for a second. "What are you fools trying to do? Whatever it is, it simply won't work."
"It doesn't matter you monster! We have a job to do and we'll try are damnest to fulfill it, even at the cost of our lives!" One bold soldier shouted, firing multiple rockets out a bazooka, all impacting Defectron. "Take him DOWN!"
"Nothing shall work on me you foolish humans, EMP!" Defectron stated precisely, its electric magnetic pulse disrupting all vehicles and weapons in the area, causing all of them to explode, killing the whole entire fleet of soldiers in the process.
Walking straight through the walls that are in his way, the unit ignored everything else that tried to cease his motion. Eventually, after tearing through all of those walls like paper mache, the Katchin unit found itself within the capitol room of Central City, which was the capitol of the whole Earth.
However, as expected there was another wave of soldiers, only this time much larger than before.
"So, your precious king is here I presume?" Defectron inferred, judging by the size of the room and how many soldiers were in there, weapons pointed at him.
"Nope, he's already evacuated! We won't let you get to him," the leader of the group proclaimed, which only served to irritate the already irate AI. Before anyone else could do anything, the very next second he was on the ground, left to spasm to death from the electric voltage.
"Annihilate him!" Another person shouted, and all of them fired off everything they could muster, however it turned out to be in vain in the end. And before the soldiers could realize it throughout all of the smoke in the area, a blinding light flashed before their very eyes, and that was all they'd see until the end of time.
BANGGG! KABOOOOM!
The whole entire central tower was leveled, leaving nothing but debris and rubble in it's wake. And that happened to be a trending theme it seemed, the whole entire area known as Central City looking the exact same as the tower, nothing except ruin. It was a devastating sight to behold for anyone whom actually cared, and yet the King still wasn't anywhere to be seen.
That last fact alone irked the infuriated AI, whom scanned the whole ravaged area for any sign of King Furry. However, nothing was found, and it made the Tuffle creation all that much more ticked.
And then came the clue he needed; or so he thought.
"Mechanical being, your reign of terror has ended as of today! By order of King Furry, whom has long been evacuated, you are to be destroyed to any atomic-level by our new and improved weapons. H and Z-Bombs have been deployed, and I hope you enjoy hell you maniacal bastard!"
"Like that'll even faze me," the AI muttered, it's body being ran through and through with immense electricity frequencies, his whole body looking like an extremely complex generator. However, for once in it's whole entire existence, it would get battered by the strongest weapons of destruction that humanity possessed, especially the specially made Z-bomb, which was made from the energy of a Super Saiyan Two, courtesy of Bulma Briefs.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
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The 14 year old, sensing his father and Vegeta heading his way, decided to sit back and wait for them. He had been the one to find both Goten and Trunks; it was only a matter of heading towards the most guarded place on the planet and ravaging it. Now with both of the boys back under his protection, the demi-Saiyan decided to stay put, not risking the danger of letting the two boys out of his sight. When he felt those two ki's heading his way again, he felt that his fathers was... rather off feeling. It felt the same, except there was an underlying evil within it, which worried him.
First it was Vegeta whom arrived, and he was basked in his Super Saiyan 2 glory. "I see you've managed to find the brats, good work."
"Thanks, it was light work indeed. Now I'm just waiting for dad to get here," Gohan said with a familiar Saiyan-like smirk.
"Well wait no longer, Saiyans." A voice was heard, and both Saiyans immediately whipped to an uncharacteristically smirking Goku. He had lines going down his face, with his pupils being red and his hair being ghostly white. His voice sounded like Goku's with a wicked tone lying within it, indicating the virus within him.
Gohan and Vegeta kept their attention on Goku as he approached. "I'm assuming that you're this 'Baby' the other Tuffles were referring to," Vegeta said, unmoving.
Goku smirked, turning Super Saiyan as he did so. "Correct. I am the ultimate infiltrator and parasite for the Tuffles, while Defectron is the planner, Rilldo is the enforcer and Hatchiyack was our ultimate weapon. Careful though, I am the most lethal and I might possess you two next. Then it's a simple matter of having you commit suicide, which isn't difficult when I have complete control over your minds, spirits and bodies..." He spoke with a sense of arrogance pervading his speech.
"Still," Gohan replied, "I know for one thing that you can't just control us any time you want, or you'd have already done it. There's got to be some kind of trigger, and I'm gonna find out what it is and how to stop it."
"Hmph." Goku's eyes narrowed. "You're sadly mistaken if you think that insignificant observation will save you from imminent extinction. You still don't know what the trigger is and I guarantee that you never will. Also, if I so happen to fail, Defectron will not fail down on your precious Earth. Not to mention he already took..." he paused, grinning. "No, actually I won't mention it. I don't want to ruin the surprise you'll get if you get back to your stronghold."
"Let my dad go! This is the only warning you get before we force you out of there!"
"Is that so?" Goku raised an arm, firing an energy beam straight at Gohan, whom vanished, appearing behind his father and kicking him in the back of the head. Goku stumbled forward, but rolled with the motion, pushing off the ground with one hand and kicking Gohan dead in the torso, knocking him away and taking his breath. Vegeta came flying in from above, and Goku blocked his overhead kick, jumping away and raising his guard.
"I think I understand it now..." Gohan stepped up next to Vegeta. "That's partly my dads fighting style, but part of it is definitely Baby's, he's a lot less skilled than usual."
"Don't waste time with that useless information!" Vegeta charged in again, ducking Goku's quick jab and responding with an uppercut that launched him into the air. He raised one hand. "I'll finish this right now, BIG BANG ATTA-"
"NO!" Gohan rocketed in from behind, kicking Vegeta to the floor before he could fire. "Why would you try that, he's not the enemy, Baby is!"
"What the hell are you doing, brat?" Vegeta growled, kicking Gohan off him. "This is no time for sentimentality, he's the enemy now! Besides wouldn't your father want you to fight against him if he were like this?"
"You're right," Gohan started, thinking back to the Ginyu situation. "He'd want me to fight him with all I had to stop him."
"Exactly, so why not comply with his wishes, he'll understand them because he's a Saiyan warrior with pride," Vegeta said, flaring up his aura. "And as a Saiyan warrior, he would want this tuffle parasite out of him by any means necessary."
"Right! HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Gohan roared, his energy increasing until he was at his maximum power in Super Saiyan e2, electricity coursing all throughout his body as if he were an electircalgenerator.
Goku scowled as he floated down towards them. "Simian trash, I am still here, and trying to kill you, lest you forget. According to this one's memories, he is also capable of this 'Super Saiyan 2' form. And he's the strongest Saiyan in the universe, which should make me able to best both of you in combat. I see it is time to utilize the form and finally rid myself of you vermin."
"Damnit!" Vegeta spluttered. "You can go Super Saiyan 2 as well?!"
"Precisely. Haaaaaa..." Red sparks began to crackle up and down Goku's aura as his hair stood up on end. He seemed to be having no difficulty transforming, a smirk placated on his face. "...aaaaaAAAAAAAAAHH!" Blue bio-electricity began to appear too, mingling with the red. Whenever they touched, both would vanish with a hiss and a pop. More and more blue sparks began to appear, finally equaling the amount of red ones. Goku's body then erupted with both pure and corrupted energy, creating a golden haze with red and blue sparks.
"The extinction is finally taking place!" Goku bellowed through the explosion, charging at the other two Saiyans. "After all these years, you Saiyans will finally fall from grace; permanently."
"IT WON'T HAPPEN, BABY! THIS IS IT!" Gohan and Vegeta shouted in a massive protest, getting into their respective fighting stances, ready to battle for the lives of their races, whether or not complete extinction occurs.
A/N: Wassup everyone, its been awhile hasn't it. And this time, I have no genuine excuses, just life hitting me dead in the face. I broke my left arm while playing Football, so that was a bummer. My mother had a baby in October and I've been forced to babysit for hours after school everyday due to my father not being at home with us. I have pent up anger because of this; and I got inducted to an AAU basketball team, so I have to practice my craft every single day now if I want to maintain my playing time. I've also came down with a mean case of writers block to the point where I questioned myself on finishing this story or not. However, you guys are the spark-plug that's gotten me back onto this rocky roller coaster, and I wouldn't have come back if it wasn't for each and everyone of you. I started this story with an oath saying I'll complete it one day no matter what, and I swear I won't go back on my word (unless I'm truly dead). I just needed to get this out to let you know that I was still alive and kicking. I hope you guys can cope with the loss of update for over seven months, and just know that I WILL always be comeback to finish this story, I can't abandon it. It's my pride and joy of being a DBZ fan, and sharing my thoughts on this site to appease numerous fans. Now enough of all this sentimental shit, time to get back to work. Deuces.
C: Well that was interesting seeing Tiencha facing Broly head on, and how the other saiyan's in hell have gone super.
R: Not all Saiyans in hell have gone super, none of them in fact. All the Saiyans that were Super Saiyan were all that way before this arc began.
C: Great chapter but I really hope that at some point in the story you have Piccolo fuse with King Piccolo because I feel like he isn't truly complete. Well that and I feel like that would be good opportunity to bring Piccolo back to his demonic heritage u know and give him something unique to himself like maybe he could tap into some demonic power up that will allow him to keep up with the super sayians. Even though I know u could just give him the Kaioken technique like the humans I just think that this would be way cooler especially since King Piccolo is not an ordinary Namekian so I think that by fusing with him Piccolo would not only gain the powers of the Original Nameless Namekian but I think he would also reawaken his demonic powers that he had when he had evil in his heart. Please Please Please read and consider this and UPDATE SOON!
R: Piccolo isn't done fusing with others yet, I still need to make him keep up with the Saiyans somehow, and that would be the only way to do it. I won't give him the Kaioken because that would make Piccolo too much like the earthlings and I don't need that to happen. Thanks for the review, and I'll implement what you said one way or another.
C: Hey I'm the same guy who was talking about the demonic power up for Piccolo and after rereading the chapter again(because it was so good!) i remembered a story that I read called Twilight of the Dawn by DreamWraith it is a really awesome story and if u do decide to read it you will see where I got the whole demonic power up idea from. And I really hope that you do play up on Piccolos Demonic-Namekian heritage like they did or maybe even better but anyways keep up the good work.
R: I'll check out the story later on my own time, right now I'm focused on finishing this arc and then worrying about the future. Again, thanks for the review and keep posting ideas for me to use in the future for this story., who knows I may integrate them if they're spectacular.
C: Amazing chapter! The switching between the two conflicts on the Earth and in space was ingenious and flowed pretty well. I wonder what's happening with Goku and Gohan at the moment, as I have a feeling that Baby is watching one of them from the shadows. And I wonder how the fighters on Earth will deal with Defectron, because he reminds me of Ultron from Marvel, being an AI and all. This arc has certainly been structured differently from all of your previous arcs, and I certainly await the next saga of the story that comes after this (hopefully the Buu Saga). I hope that you update soon, because you're approaching eight months straight of prolonged absence. Get back on your groove, I'm sure you got something to prove. This is a great work of art, just get the writing back in your heart.
R: Thank you for picking that up, Defectron is based off of Ultron in the fact that both of them are AI's that are superficial and extremely intelligent. Also both of them are made up of the strongest metals of each universe (Katchin and Vibranium). This arc was intended to be structure differently and I'm glad that it's panning out in a good way. I'm back on my grove, and motivated to write more once again. Thanks for the motivation.
Stay tuned for Chapter 44: Extinction Part 4. Until then, deuces.
