Dragonball Z: Alter Age

by TheWriteFiction

After unwittingly getting shot up into space in his uncle's pod- Gohan is discovered and recruited by Cooler's elite, and becomes an integral member of the Armoured Squadron. Together with his new teammates, the demi-Saiyan sets out to conquer worlds, fight armies, topple demons, defeat Saiyans, and wage war against Frieza and his family. [GohanHarem] [Arc: Lord Slug Saga]

20. Lord Slug Saga - Saiyan v Dragon 2point0

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Dragonball Z

Alter Age

Saiyan vs Dragon 2.0

(Meanwhile)

(Onboard Frieza's Secondary Flagship)

There was a blinding flash followed by a loud explosion, as for the ten-dozenth time that morning another group of Saibamen were instantly and effortlessly wasted by a single, pink death beam cutting through their ranks. The squad of synthetic soldiers, grown only five minutes ago, all let out simultaneous screeches of fright as they were all blown to pieces and brought to a swift, decisive end.

As charred limbs and bits of carapace cascaded to the ground at the back of the dome-shaped chamber- the metal tiles sizzling from the heat of the sudden eruption that'd taken place- over on the other end of the room, the perpetrator behind the spectacular kill shot could be seen standing with a look of utter distaste on his face.

With one hand locked behind his back and a finger calmly extended, the horned, pink, ribbed skinned form of Frieza- assumed in his first restricted form- could be seen glaring daggers at the scattered corpses littering the far side of his ship's training room. Having spent the better part of the past hour practically obliterating every single thing that was sent out to face him, the youngest prince of the Cold Empire was taking what was officially his second, big shot at a concept that- up until this point- had been completely abysmal to him.

Training.

The word had rolled off his tongue like a piece of bitter food that he'd tried and failed to swallow at one of his seldomly held banquets on one of the exotic planets in his branch of the empire. Having spent the better part of his long youth practically steamrolling through everything in life with barely any effort, due in most part to his genetic gifts and monstrous strength, the young warlord had come to the startling and irritating realization that he probably needed to start putting work behind mastering his skills.

His recent brush with the self-proclaimed Lord Slug's secret weapon and having his ass thoroughly handed to him for the first time in a while, had given him the extra incentive to begin taking his position as would-be conqueror and ruler of the quadrant a little more seriously. So, with his utter, humiliating defeat still fresh in his mind, the terrifying commander of his branch of the PTO was wading himself through the shallows of what several of his subordinates referred to as a "standard training session."

However, considering how ignorant he was of the processes behind the art of practice makes perfect, Frieza approached the act of training with a very impatient mood and a flippant attitude. Having to lift even a finger to perform even the most basic of exercises was tiresome to him, which was why after gunning down his hundredth Saibaman in a row the lizard emperor could only give a disgruntled growl of annoyance as he watched the carcasses smolder.

"I can't believe I'm reduced to this," Frieza grumbled, lifting the hand he'd been using to fire death beams with and checking his palm in a thoughtful manner. "Expending my energy on such a primitive task to improve myself. Surely there has to be a more elegant way of refining one's abilities without having to resort to such barbaric activities."

On the upside though, even after only twenty-four hours of practice, the young emperor felt his proficiency and control had improved slightly. His power output, as well as the consistency on which he was able to perform his signature techniques, has also become slightly more refined and precise, which led Frieza to conclude that perhaps this "training" did have some hidden benefits behind it after all.

Nevertheless, the young tyrant still viewed the act of exerting any form of effort as a bothersome task, which was why after lowering his arm he then turned and addressed one of the cameras he knew were lining the perimeter of the training room.

"Send in one of this sector's strongest soldiers," Frieza demanded, his voice sharp despite its low and aggravated tone. "Someone who can at least try to fight back."

"A-At once, sire," came the stuttered reply of one of the footmen he had working the machines on the other side of the wall.

For the next minute Frieza stood there patiently, checking his nails while also allowing his gaze to wander around the room. When the metal door to the training facility slid open and the tyrant turned towards the entryway, he then narrowed his gaze when he saw a large, hulking red humanoid alien with a strong jaw, brown nose and horns clad in white and yellow RIT body armor and black trunks, come marching into his midst.

Moving over to where the charred remains of the Saibamen were lying and stopping at the edge of the residue burn marks in the floor, the tall warrior turned and bowed in greeting to the emperor.

"And who are you, young man?" Frieza asked after giving the soldier a quick glance over from top to bottom.

The demon-looking warrior peered up with an unchanging, firm expression. "My name is Shisami, my lord. Manager of the expeditionary Fifth Naval Force, recruited by Sorbet five months ago to serve as one of your commanders in this region."

"Hmm… so you're a newcomer?" Frieza asked, tilting his head in a rather careless fashion as he surveyed the man further. "You must've made quite an impression on my subordinate to prompt him to recruit you." A smile then curled up on the man's lips as he casually swung his right hand about. "I bet you have a lot of guts and intelligence to be promoted to a lead position in my force."

Shisami flinched a little at the smug glare the young emperor shot him. "I have been known to be quite tenacious."

A snicker left the emperor's throat. "We'll see," he remarked, before swinging his right hand forward and firing off a pink death beam towards the stern red-skinned warrior.

The attack shot at blazing speed towards the officer, with Frieza suspecting it was going to hit. However, much to the horned ruler's surprise, he suddenly saw Shisami dart to the side before dashing forward- as if he were expecting the attack from the very beginning. Initially recoiling at the soldier's reaction, the prince then redirected his aim swiftly and fired a second shot towards the oncoming devil.

Obviously desperate to try and get close to the emperor to land a hit, Shisami was moving too fast and in too straight a line to respond to the second death beam, which hit him square in the chest and knocked him flying back. His body slammed into the wall of the training room with a loud bang, before he eventually dropped to the hard floor.

The moment he dropped his target and saw smoke rise off his body, Frieza frowned and dropped his hand, a look of momentary disappointment coming over him. A few seconds later however, just as he was thinking he'd knocked his soldier out or killed him, the prince balked when- after letting out a low groan- he saw Shisami slowly push himself off the tiles.

Shakily getting to one knee and revealing a huge hole had been blasted into his chest armor, the burnt and bleeding Shisami gasped for air as he glared heatedly back at his superior. Through the blurriness of his vision, he saw the somewhat surprised look come over Frieza's face, before a smile tugged at the emperor's lips.

"Oh my. Tenacious indeed," the prince exclaimed, before lifting his head as he looked back at his newest subordinate in an impressed manner. "Though I don't have a scouter with me, I estimate your battle power to be a little over twenty-five thousand. Yet you were able to stand up after taking a direct hit from my killing move at almost pointblank range. Nicely handled, Shisami-san."

The red warrior choked out a gasp while clutching the wound over his breastbone. "Th-Thank you… my lord."

Frieza chuckled before nodding towards the door. "I think I may have found an interesting sparring partner in you. Head over to the medical bay and get yourself healed up. I expect you to be back here in the next few hours."

In response, Shisami lowered his head in a weak bow. "At once, sire." Through sheer effort and force of will, the red, horned warrior slowly pushed himself to his feet and- using the wall for support- marched his way towards the exit.

At around the same time the stricken elite lumbered his way through the archway that opened before him, a second, much shorter individual suddenly shuffled through the entrance. Giving Shisami room as his bleeding subordinate limped passed, the diminutive, blue and robed form of the diminutive Sorbet then quick-footed his way over to where Frieza was standing. He stopped beside him just in time to see the prince testing his fingers.

"Send in another officer! Someone strong!" Frieza shouted towards the camera- giving clear, explicit instructions to the men he had working in the monitor room. Upon giving his order, the cross-looking tyrant then snapped his gaze towards his newly arrived subordinate, who he heard squeak the second his red eyes landed on him. "What is it, Sorbet?"

The blue man with the red cape hanging off his old-fashioned white RIT armor, the blue-skinned assistant with the black nose cleared his throat and answered his master with a stutter. "Forgive me, sire. I… don't mean to interrupt you in the middle of your training session, but… if I may humbly ask… why is an illustrious and all-powerful warrior such as yourself, subjecting himself to such a tedious and methodical exercise?"

Seeing Frieza's eye twitch caused Sorbet to cower a little, as he instantly thought that his question may have been both intrusive and rude. However, after several tense seconds of silence, the blue alien saw his master look away and narrow his eyes on the far wall.

"I can see why my current activity might appear quite puzzling to you, my subordinate. Frankly, I'm surprised you didn't approach me about why I'm even doing this to begin with. Despite my incredible talent and unmatched battle prowess, it pains me to admit that I am not as all-powerful and invincible as my subjects like to believe I am. Far from it," the alien overlord informed, causing the short fighter before him to gulp nervously. "Not only has my father proven to be a far more overwhelming and destructive force, but that little tussle I had with the reptilian beast aboard my ship has revealed that there are still many heights I have yet to reach. Feats in strength that I have yet to tap."

Sorbet, swallowing nervously, then stuttered his reply. "You mean… you wish to become even more powerful than you are now?"

"FAR more powerful," Frieza corrected, his lift in volume causing his subordinate to almost jump out of his skin. Clenching a fist, the young warlord frowned. "The attack on my vessel was an event that should never have happened. I was too confident and complacent, thinking that my power alone would be enough to repel them. Well, I promise you, I will never let myself get caught unaware like that ever again."

Clearing his throat and taking a few breaths to stop himself from shivering, an intently listening Sorbet then gave a nod of understanding. "Of course, my lord."

Inhaling deeply, the angry prince then took a moment to compose himself, before eventually speaking. "Is there anything else you wish to inquire about, Sorbet?"

Quickly snapping out of his daze, the diminutive attendant then hurriedly fumbled in the pouch behind him and pulled out an electronic remote of some kind. "Y-Yes. Yes, my lord. There is in fact something else," the support officer stated, drawing the prince's gaze momentarily. "Our communication officers managed to pick up a transmission from one of your scouts in the southern regions of the northern quadrant. We believe it may be of some interest to you."

Frieza narrowed his eyes. "Who is it from?"

Sorbet smiled, "Prince Vegeta, your highness."

A low murmur left the emperor's lips as he glanced ahead of him. "So… the little prince is off on another expedition, is he? Hmph. Probably to conquer another heavily defended and valuable planet to curry some favor with me." He then closed his eyes and sighed. "Very well. Play the recording."

"A-At once, sire," Sorbet stammered, typing into the recorder before pressing the main button in the center with his thumb.

There were a few seconds of static before the distinct voice of Vegeta came blaring out of the device's speaker.

"Since you come from such a far off, isolated world like Namek… it certainly explains why a backward race like these earthlings would have artefacts like the dragon balls in their possession. Considering this planet's lack of high battle powers, cosmic sorcery, and other resources of significant value, it stands to reason that a member of another alien race hiding out on this rock would have brought and introduced magic to the population of this world."

This transmission quickly had Frieza turn his head and glare down at the recorder, with Sorbet waiting in anticipation as the rest of the conversation between Vegeta and the people on the other end played out.

Next, the booming voice of Nappa came through. "What are you getting at, Vegeta?"

"The Namekian. He created the dragon balls. Not the earthlings. Such a skill would be beyond the capabilities of such primitive lifeforms," there was a brief pause before the prince spoke again. "I won't waste anymore time with formalities. Tell us where the dragon balls are. Now!"

A second later, the squeaky voice of Krillin echoed through the recording. "B-But… no one knows where they are. Since we already used the dragon balls to make a wish, they won't be active for another whole year. So, no one will be able to find them… not even the people who know how!"

"That's enough," Nappa squawked back, his voice impatient in its answer. "We know the balls are down here, so there's no point in playing dumb and trying to hide them from us. Make no mistake- we will find them."

Stopping the recording there, Sorbet then smiled up at Frieza- who he noticed had cocked an eyebrow at the device in his hand. "Apparently Vegeta and his subordinate stumbled across a very valuable piece of information during their visit to the planet Earth. A collection of artefacts called dragon balls, created by a member of the Namekian race. Based on the conversation we just heard, we can deduce that these magical relics are capable of granting wishes."

Frieza's tail swished briefly as he eyed the device carefully, before then looking ahead of him thoughtfully. "Grant wishes, huh?" the tyrant said softly, pondering over the tidbit for what felt like minutes. As his mind quickly processed the intelligence shared with him by his attendant, a very foul grin then tugged at his lips. "Fascinating. I never truly considered the possibility that such a fantastical thing was possible in our universe. But it appears that I was wrong. Vegeta would never go out of his way to visit a far-off, low-level, dirt ball of a planet like Earth for nothing. So, what he's saying has got to be true." The emperor then glanced down at his waiting attendant with a smile. "Good work, Sorbet."

Smiling proudly at the words of praise, Sorbet then straightened his back. "Should I begin plotting a course for Earth then, sire?"

"No. Not the Earth," Frieza replied, causing his attendant to balk momentarily before listening in. "Like the other voice in the recording said- their dragon balls won't be active for another year. Therefore, there's no guarantee that by the time we arrive on their planet these artefacts will be available for use. There's also a good chanced that these earthlings would hide them or destroy them to prevent others from acquiring them, especially since Vegeta is already on their world. There has to be another alternative." Thinking on it for a few seconds, the emperor smirked and glanced down at Sorbet. "Have you men start scouring the northern quadrant for the Planet Namek."

Instructions given, Sorbet smirked before bowing, "At once, your grace."

OOO

(Meanwhile)

(Back on Eclipse-I)

The frontline where the major bulk of the fighting was taking place served as the scene for a very explosive and fiery exchange between the trained, battle-hardened forces of Cooler's military and Lord Slug's new Dark Empire. As expected of an extra-terrestrial conflict, the air was filled with energy bolts and tracers tearing across the battlefield between the two warring factions, the rounds of highly charged ki and plasma taking down soldiers left and right. From a distance, while the battle looked like it'd become an even match between both organizations, as things on the field developed, it soon became very clear who had the upper hand.

As more and more of Lord Slug's forces started to crumble from the assault being mounted by the combined efforts of Cooler's ground troops and airborne units, the troopers spearheading the assault for the prince's empire pressed forward. Managing to reach the cliffs where Lord Slug's bunkers were positioned, the aliens on Cooler's side were now having to contend with a dug-in enemy that was doggedly fending them off from multiple elevated positions.

Mounted turrets wedged inside of steel, energy shielded boxes buried into the cliff faces began raining fire down on the enemy when they came within range, causing more and more explosions to tear through the ranks of imperial troops. The incoming barrages forced Cooler's men to duck and cover- the attacking soldiers using that moment to catch their breaths, reorganize themselves, and direct their cover fire accordingly.

Kida, Rei and Riko, undeterred by the blaster fire coming down on them, continued to dart around the battlefield at untraceable speeds- taking down swaths of Lord Slug's men taking cover, while at the same time dealing with the rocket tanks that were continuing to pour out of the ground, along with more reinforcements. It was like both factions were fighting against an enemy with seemingly endless resources, as not only were Cooler's troops getting more backup in the form of troops landing in the assembly area, but the ice planet that they were fighting one was continuing to send out more bodies to fight for the enemy.

It'd gotten to the point where the battlefield was just covered with corpses. While it was comforting to see that most of the corpses belonged to Lord Slug's faction, the losses were still extraordinary.

While the bunkers wedged into the cliffs rained hell down on the approaching Cooler Forces, the three kitsune-seijin- Kida, Rei and Riko- decided to take do something about them. After the group of three youngsters climbed the steep hill and took out several of the elevated positions Lord Slug's men were fighting from, the three fox girls then dashed up the sides of the cliffs. Running on all fours and their forms surrounded by blue fire, the trio of animal girls entered the holes of the steel mountain bunkers through the gun emplacements, and began tearing up the enemy inside. Soon, the fire from three of the high level bunkers ceased and screams of terror from Lord Slug's men echoed out from inside, as the soldiers occupying those defensive positions and tunnels were beaten by or incinerated by the three girls.

Soon, the blaster fire coming down from all the bunkers stopped, as one after the other the defended positions either exploded or were silenced by the three girls running around inside the tunnels of the cliffs, and took out Lord Slug's soldiers.

The Cooler Forces watching from below saw the turrets firing from cliffs stop, which then prompted the officers to bark their next orders.

"Forward! Forward!" the sergeants and lieutenants leading the platoons shouted, a collective battle cry echoing out from the forces as they promptly stood up from their defensive positions on the icy fields and began charging up the hill.

To them, participating in this operation was the most glorious thing they'd been able to do as a fighting force.

As Cooler's army started to progress faster across the frozen wasteland of the mobile planetoid, a few miles away at the citadel, where Lord Slug's base of operations stood silent and seemingly dead, a group of new arrivals were about to make their presence known.

At the back of the cold, black, enormous dome that served as the command center for all of the enemy's forces, five familiar figures suddenly dropped down from the sky from their landing zone. When they touched down on the open clearing just a few dozen yards from the dropdown stairway that was open at the rear of the citadel, the formation of five men in black and white RIT armor and black spandex revealed themselves to be none other than the Ginyu Force- Frieza's elite commando unit.

Having landed well outside of the combat zone between Cooler's Forces and Lord Slug's army, the five alien warriors quickly made a B-line straight to where they suspected the enemy's base was- and where young Kuriza's energy signature was originating. It was an easy feat for them and when they finally managed to track it down, the ground quickly landed outside the castle and stood shoulder to shoulder, where they were able to get a good look at the stronghold they were up against.

The sounds of explosions and rumblings in the distance though quickly distracted Jeice from his personal assessment of the command center, who couldn't help but give a quick glance in the general direction of the chaos. "Woo, man. Do you guys hear that? It sounds like Lord Cooler's boys are giving those fellas over there a really hard time."

Recoome chuckled at the second-in-command's comment. "You can say that again." His response was further punctuated by a big explosion taking place in the distance that sent a plume of fire gushing into the sky. "Those enemy soldiers are getting their butts kicked."

"Sure. But I bet fifty credits that their battle will go a heck of a lot faster if we were over there helping them out," the tall, blue form of Burter remarked immediately afterwards- hands on his hips and a big smirk on his face. "I'm actually kind of disappointed we're not getting involved. Taking down armies of drones and cannon fodder is always a blast."

Ginyu- his stern eyes narrowing on the black dome in front of them- then glanced back at his companions seriously. "Unfortunately, we're not here to assist our rivals in their campaign. As I explained to you four earlier, we have a much more important matter to attend to. The destruction of the Dark Empire's leadership and the recovery of prince Kuriza takes top priority- and any enemy units we happen to run into must be dealt with extreme prejudice."

A dark chuckle left Guldo's little lips as he proceeded to crack his knuckles. "Oh, I'm sure looking forward to that."

"Easy there, champ," Burter chirped when he noticed the smallest of his compatriots psyching himself up for the big leap. "Let's not get too ahead of ourselves. First, we have to figure out exactly what kind of enemy we're up against and how many units there are. We can't just run in there like always, guns blazing."

"Agreed," Recoome responded with a nod. "Wait for the captain's orders."

As the group of five continued to size up the building that was there objective, their scouters all suddenly beeped multiple caution warning signals at them. When a bunch of tracking circles and arrows jumped up onto their lenses, the team quickly looked up towards the large structure simultaneously, where they spotted a group of five shadows dart out from the back entrance and down the steps. Upon scattering themselves around the base of the stairwell, the squad of commandoes found themselves confronted by a group of very menacing and odd-looking alien individuals.

Unlike the legions of identical soldiers adorned in white armor, helmets, and black spandex they noticed were fighting against Cooler's forces, these five 'officers' were each dressed differently from one another, and possessed builds, heights, and attributes that further highlighted their distinctiveness from the rest of the minions. Their arrival on the scene was also sharp and on point, as not only did the leader of the troop slam down hard on the icy ground front and center of their formation, the two winged individuals of the team also flapped down from a high angle and landed on both sides of their commander. Their appearance was concluded by a little, toad-like alien hopping on top of the bulky, scaled warrior's shoulder and dropping off of it to land in front of him, and an elegantly dressed alien with blond hair and cape tapping down on a boulder on the opposite side, elevating him above the others.

As soon as the aliens emerged from the command center, all of them- apart from the female dragon girl- smirked across at the members of the Ginyu Force, as if they'd been expecting them to arrive. The Frieza commandoes were of course unimpressed at the demon group's well-choreographed entrance and continued to grin back at the generals of Lord Slug's armies, as if they were like all the other useless grunts they'd encountered in the past.

Little did they know however that despite their fearsome reputations and incredible battle powers, the group had absolutely no idea the kind of danger that they were in. It was a fact that became even clearer when the members of the Ginyu unit began to speak.

"Hmm…" Recoome murmured with a rather excited smile, "Looks like the bad guys sent out a welcoming committee to greet us. How fun."

"And look. They even brought the lizard girl that attacked Lord Frieza's ship and kidnapped his son," Burter chirped, sounding quite thrilled at finally being able to meet the one responsible for enraging their boss and starting all of this chaos. When the blue-scaled warrior eyes the brown dragon female standing amongst the four demons in front of them, the self-proclaimed fastest man in the universe snickered. "Heh. She doesn't look that tough to me."

"They say she managed to knock Lord Frieza off his feet after catching him by surprise," Guldo informed before smirking broadly. "Honestly, I think that's a load of crap. She must've just gotten really lucky."

"Well, we're not going to find anything out just by standing here," Jeice said, before then looking across at their fearless leader. "What's our play here, captain?"

Ginyu, putting on his boldest and most egotistical grin he could muster, grunted while pumping his chest out. "I think that should be pretty obvious. Boys… let's do this!"

Right on cue, the neatly assembled members of the Ginyu squadron immediately widened their stances- positioning themselves shoulder to shoulder while also making sure their feet were appropriately space. The instant they locked themselves in those positions, the group wasted no time in busting out their signature battle poses. With the sound of epic music playing in the backs of their heads, each member of the elite attack force began striking a fearsome fighting pose one after the other- starting with the muscular, humanoid with orange hair and white and brown RIT armor on the far right of their formation.

Exhaling sharply, the man dropped into a lunging position and swung both his arms to his left, pointing them in the same direction. "RECOOME!"

Following suit while giving a very serpent-like snarl, the tall, blue skinned fighter with the yellow cranium piece and black battle armor also dropped into a lunge and swung both arms to his right in an identical pose to his partner. "BURTEEEER!"

Grinning broadly, Jeice inhaled deeply before getting right into his own pose, swinging his mane of white hair about in a flashy manner and dropping to his knee. From here he then swung both arms straight up into a 'V' form and pointed his hands downwards like wings. "JEEIIIICE!"

Performing a series of very martial art like movements with his hands, the overly enthusiastic green member of the group fixed all four of his eyes upon their enemy, before dropping into a pose identical to the one Jeice had assumed. Reversing it so that it evened out their formation, the shortest member of the squad grinned. "GULDOOOO!"

The fifth and final member of the squad- the main man himself- then finished up with his back turned to the enemy, showing no hesitation in bending over, framing his face between his legs and fanning his hands out in what he thought was a cool pose… but really it was not. "GINYUUUUUU!"

Without missing a beat, the five members of the group then spun in and stepped close to one another, where each of them concluded their battle dance with a final series of paces. Grunting as their arms and legs swung gracefully in multiple directions, the troop ended their performance by each striking a pose unique and favored by each of them- Recoome taking on what was virtually an archery pose, Burter swinging his arms out and standing on one leg like an eagle, Guldo crossing his arms over his chest defensively, Jeice bending sideways and fist pumping at an awkward angle, and Ginyu dropping low and fanning both arms out like he'd just finished a hero's landing.

The moment they struck these forms, the commandoes finished off in unison.

"TOGETHER WE ARE…" they all chanted together. "THE GINYU FOOOORCE!"

Cue the sound of an epic drum bang in the background, which ended with the five warriors fixing themselves in those poses and basking in the fantastical sounds of a massive crowd applauding their dauntless valor. Had this taken place up on a stage or in a stadium, they would've most likely gotten an incredibly heartfelt reception.

However, the only people who were there to witness their dance sequence were the five demon generals standing in front of them- all of whom could only stare at the squad with incredibly deadpanned and flat expressions on their faces. The beads of sweat that appeared on their brows further accentuated the awkwardness that they felt in that moment, as for a moment they thought they'd just witnessed the arrival of a group of flamboyant circus performers.

Sadly, this was not the case, as these five were in fact the most powerful members of Frieza's extended military.

While the Ginyu Force remained frozen in their poses- as if waiting for a terrified reaction from their would-be adversaries- Medamatcha, Wings, Angila, Lucoa, and Commander Zeeun, all shared looks with one another. It wasn't until after a few shrugs and grunts that the five generals decided to break the silence, with Angila being the first to make a comment.

"What the hell, is this some kind of joke?" the blond warrior remarked as his cape fluttered behind him on the cold wind of their mobile planet.

"Are these seriously the most powerful and elite soldiers in Lord Frieza's army?" Wings chimed in afterwards, setting his fists on his hips as a rather foul grin of amusement appeared on his face. "Because if they are, I just don't see it."

Commander Zeeun nodded in agreement, a hand propped up as he tilted his head at the leader. "They act more like a cheerleading squad than a fighting unit. At least a cheerleading squad has some sense of dignity."

"Maybe they're trying to say something to us with those poses," Medamatcha squeaked, at the same time pointing towards the still posing soldiers lamely. "You know, like Morse code or sign language or something."

"Oh, I highly doubt that," Angila remarked, before then glancing over at the leader of their own entourage. "Their battle powers are just pathetic. Should I vaporize them, Zeeun?"

The horned commander with red hair sighed and cocked his head, "Sure. But make it quick."

Just as Angila was in the process of raising his hand at the still posing Ginyu Force, all five of whom balked when they saw the man's hand move into an obvious attack position, a snarl from the center of their formation stopped the demon generals in their tracks. When Zeeun, Medamatcha and the others looked to their left, they noticed their companion- Lucoa- was standing there with her spines raised, her wings fanned out, and her teeth bared.

Noticing her eyes locked on the horizon ahead of them, Zeeun blinked, "What is it, Lucoa?"

He received no response. Instead, he and the Ginyu Force saw the girl stomp forward and her clenched fists tighten even more, which resulted in her body beginning to shake in a clearly enraged manner. A few moments of incomprehensible hissing later, the dragon girl uttered a few words that her companions did understand.

"Strong… power level… approaching…"

At first the demon clan had no idea what she was talking about. But seconds after their tyrant's beloved secret weapon and attack dog made that statement, a group of five more individuals suddenly dropped down from high altitude. Their appearance alerting the members of Ginyu's team, both sides suddenly saw a collection of five more armored figures drop to the ground just a few feet across from Frieza's squad- sending up a cloud of frost around them as a result.

When the dust settled- Salza, Dore, Neiz, Myra and Gohan all stepped out of the veil together. The moment they appeared, frowns and glares were immediately fired at them from both the demon clan and the Ginyu Force- the latter of whom quickly fell out of their fighting poses to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with one another.

Blond hair whipping atop his crown, a frustrated Salza jabbed a finger across at Frieza's team and spoke. "Stand down, Ginyu! This is our fight! Not yours!"

Seeing their rivals emerge from the dust, the famed captain of the commandoes scoffed at hearing what was essentially his archrival's demand. "Well, well, well- look who finally decided to show up? Captain Salza and his crew of infamous copycats. Fashionably late as usual."

Dore blinked when he heard that last part, "Copycats?"

"That's right," Jeice spoke up next, throwing the group a big, cocky grin when he saw them all glaring in their direction, while he and his team smirked back at the Cooler Force's elite. "We're the ones that started the battle dance routines and specializations for each fighter."

"Not to mention attack formations," Burter concluded with his own smug smile.

Myra cocked an eyebrow while the rest of her friends gave the Ginyu Force a strange look. "Excuse me?"

"Oh, there's no need to play dumb with us," Guldo squawked while waving a hand you.

"Admit it! You and your lot just went ahead and copied our numbers and started using them like they were your own," Jeice finished, puffing his chest out in an attempt to act like a big shot. "Our dance moves are one of a kind- not some cheap knockoff like the dancing queen moves you guys pull. Our movements are the heart and soul of the King Cold's elite task force."

Recoome nodded in agreement, before speaking up in his usual, booming voice, "You amateurs are better off leaving the heroic lines and speeches to us- the real professionals."

"Heh. And unlike you guys, the five of us look good when we do the dances," Guldo added with a snicker, which in turn also earned a laugh from his friends.

While Dore, Neiz, Myra and Salza simply shot glares back at the five smug-looking Ginyu idiots, Gohan had his stare locked firmly on the demon clan- who he could see was watching the back-and-forth exchange between the two squads with confusion. But though it seemed like the demi-Saiyan had his attention squarely fixed on all of the menacing looking oni, all of the boy's attention was actually being directed towards the dragon girl- who he sensed and spotted right away as soon as the group leapt out of The Comet after it made a pass over the citadel's ridge.

The boy too could see that the reptilian alien had her red eyes drilling holes into him, as was clear from the way her expression was twisted so intensely.

Salza, sighing in annoyance, then directed his gaze to the demon clan generals assembled in front of them. "As much as I would like to, the five of us aren't here to argue over pointless garbage like that. If you're still sore about us taking your routines, then bitch about it in your own time. But right now, we have a more urgent matter to deal with."

Jeice scoffed and held a hand forward. "What? You mean these losers?" the red-skinned Brench-seijin asked, while gesturing towards the steps of the cathedral where the five horned warriors were assembled. "As if you would consider this pack of thugs any kind of urgent matter? I mean, look at them!"

The blond Cooler Force leader frowned. "We are," Salza muttered.

Beads of sweat slowly started to appear on the captain's, Myra, Dore and Neiz's faces, as all four of them had their senses wide open and were currently getting a faceful of the power levels emitting from the five demon commanders in front of them. It was almost like they were facing off against a group of twisted, diseased, hyper-energized mirror images of themselves, as the enemy's energy signatures were directly on par with their own.

Neiz, nudging Dore in the side, then whispered to him. "Hey. Do you feel that?"

"Yeah man. Every one of those guys is bad news," the green-skinned wrestler responded, unable to stop his hand from clenching and unclenching nervously. If he could make an accurate guess as to what he was feeling, it was like they were staring down five clones of their boss- Lord Cooler- all assumed in a fraction of his final form. "Damn. Is this what the runt feels every damn time he's facing someone with a massive power level? Because this is ridiculous."

"Well… be grateful he was able to teach us this technique in the first place," Neiz whispered back, because he was pretty sure their scanners wouldn't be able to pick up the killing intent that was coming with their suppressed ki signatures.

Understandably, as the members of the Cooler Force were busy worrying over the foul auras emanating from the troop, the Ginyu Force remained completely oblivious to everything going on around them. Not only were they unaware of the bottomless power wells gathered in front of them, but also that every one of them was outclassed and in tremendous danger. Nevertheless, the five smug members of Frieza's squad continued waffling on as if this was just another, ordinary assignment for them.

"Those fools look like they just rolled out the back of a travelling freak show," Jeice said while nodding towards the demons on the steps. "To us, these guys aren't worth piss."

"We've taken on tougher looking clowns than these backwater dregs," Burter informed, crossing his arms and chuckling when he saw the look Wings and Angila were giving them. "No need to get your panties in a twist, Salza. Even without you five here, our battle powers far outclass them."

Myra frowned across at them. "You're joking? Right?"

"Didn't Lord Frieza brief you on what happened to him and his fleet?" Dore asked, while at the same time nodding towards Zeeun and his cohort. "It only took one of those five punks to slaughter every single soldier onboard his ship, kidnap his son, and feed your boss the fattest of Ls anyone has ever seen him take."

"We heard," Captain Ginyu replied, before a smirk tugged at his lip. "But based on what we can assess, that information is old and completely exaggerated. Our emperor wouldn't have sent us on such a daring assignment to the outer edges of Prince Cooler's space if he knew we wouldn't be able to handle it."

Salza felt like slapping the man as he glared back at his competitor. "Oh, he absolutely knows you won't be able to handle it," the blond said, before holding his hands up. "Ginyu! Your emperor got his ass handed to him and had his son kidnapped from right under his nose! For all you know, he's blinded with rage and clearly not thinking straight!"

"Please, Salza. Calm yourself. Flying through the wild depths of space has clearly gotten to your head. You're simply trying to create problems where there aren't any," Ginyu replied while holding a hand towards him in an arrogant manner. When he heard the man go silent, the commanding officer of the commandoes than reached up and tapped the side of his scouter. "Look, if you're that concerned about these guys power levels, then allow me to put your fears to rest."

There was a loud beep followed by a scanning noise as the horned warrior engaged his scouter and began to analyze the demon clan members in front of them. Both the Ginyu Force and the Armored Squadron than proceeded to watch and listen for the man to give his report. However, approximately a few seconds after staring at his green lens and watching the numbers of the group's leader- Zeeun- skyrocket at highspeed, Captain Ginyu's jaw suddenly dropped before, following several warning beeps, the side of his device sparked before exploding.

When Jeice and the rest of the squad noticed their commander's scanner cascade to the ground in pieces, all their heads quickly turned to him in alarm.

"Uh… captain? What just happened?" Jeice asked in both concern and confusion. He and the others then stopped short when they saw that Ginyu's jaw had dropped and beads of sweat were running down his face. "C-Captain? Sir?"

"N-No way…" the purple warrior stuttered, unable to hide the look of disbelief that'd sprung up onto him the second he saw the numbers that'd flashed past his screen before his scouter overheated and detonated on him. Clenching his chattering teeth and balling his fist, Captain Ginyu snarled. "There's…. just no way…"

Salza sighed before reaching behind him with his gloved hand. "Your group's scouters are outdated. Here!" the man officer said, before drawing another unit from his back pocket of his armor and tossing it over to the captain, who caught it clumsily. The moment Ginyu had the new earpiece in hand, he and his squad looked up to see the Brench-seijin reach up and press the main switch on his device, which caused a green hologram to jump up over his left eye to begin scanning the individuals in front of them. "Your units will fry if you try to analyze their power levels. If you guys want to get an accurate number, then use that to check."

Hastily fitting the new unit to the side of his head and managing to get it after a few tries, the commander of Frieza's force hit the main button and watched as a blue hologram jumped up over his red eye. Jeice, Burter, Recoome and Guldo then watched as the new, hi-tech device began throwing up numbers on the small screen of all five demons waiting patiently for the two groups to finish their debating. After the unit finished its calculations, Ginyu was left standing there with his forehead dripping sweat and his jaw slack.

"Holy cow… this is unreal," the purple warrior stammered.

"Told you," Salza replied, his eyes remaining locked on the horde of demons as they leered back at them.

"That scouter isn't lying, by the way," Myra's cold, razor-edged voice chimed in from the side, drawing the other squad's attention over to the Hera-seijin to see her standing there with her pink hologram screen also throwing up numbers for her. "Kikono-san designed them himself. The battle powers on each of those five pricks standing in front of you is over twenty million. Maybe even higher."

This information had Jeice and the rest of the Ginyu boys to freeze in horror- the temperature in their bodies practically dropping to the exact same level as the planet they were standing on.

"T-T-T-Twenty million?" Recoome stuttered in disbelief.

"Bullshit!" Jeice spat in denial, his once confident expression twisting into one of anger. "There's no way their power levels can be that high! You guys must be pulling our legs!"

Neiz, deciding to be the calmer voice of reason at this juncture, deactivated the blue hologram over his eye and snapped his eyes towards the alarmed Ginyu Force. "Your captain can see them for himself. Those numbers are real."

After looking at each other, Jeice, Burter and his friends then looked towards their captain. When they saw their great and noble leader wasn't saying a thing and was still gaping across at their enemy, they then turned towards the demons standing at the base of the citadel. Now, after having a look around at their devilish and smirking faces, the members of the force felt a cold and unpleasant chill run through their bodies.

Any and all bravado that they previously had coming into this scenario had been spectacularly smashed to pieces- in a similar manner to Ginyu's scanner.

"Well, we're right fucked, aren't we?" Jeice said in a hilariously small voice.

Recoome gulped as sweat ran down his cheeks and nose, "P-Probably."

"My power level is only fifty thousand," Burter squeaked in his nasally voice, at the same time trying to come to terms with the fact that they were now stuck in a situation that was way too deep for them.

At that moment, Guldo's head suddenly perked up as he quickly snapped his attention over to the Armored Squadron. "Wait a second… why the heck aren't you guys freaking out?" the man asked, at the same time seeing the older members of the Cooler team glance towards them. "Aren't your power levels the same as ours?"

Hearing this question, the members of the Armored Squadron shared a couple glances with each other, before then looking ahead of them awkwardly. Myra then gave the little green man with four eyes a wry smile. "Uhh… okay, about that-" Before she could answer the short warrior's question, the pink lens of her scouter suddenly jumped up in front of her face and flashed a warning light that had her double-back.

This phenomenon was immediately accompanied by multiple caution signals blaring out from all the Ginyu and Armored Squadron units, which caused both teams to sharply glance towards the demon's group when they saw the arrows point in their direction. While Burter and the others quickly engaged the safety switches on their earpieces to stop them from overheating, both teams then balked in unison when they noticed hot steam rising off one of the enemy commanders.

Also being alerted to a very uncomfortable energy surge taking place between them, Zeeun, Wings, Angila and Medamatcha snapped their eyes towards their female compatriot- Quetzalcoatl. When their gazes fell upon the dragon girl, all of them- including the two teams across the field- blinked in surprise when they noticed the girl's body emitting a very noticeable heat aura. The air vibrating around her as a result of her expulsion of energy, the group watched with mixture of awe and nervousness as the ground beneath her began to sizzle, the ice started to melt, and the water quickly transformed into steam.

Hearing a low growl leave the dragon girl's lips as her body hunched forward and spines stuck up, the bushy-haired, orange-skinned Commander Zeeun reached out to her in worry. "Lucoa. Are you okay, girl?" He then recoiled when he saw her wings flap out and her aura give a blast of heat- an action that was accompanied by another loud snarl.

The members of Cooler's squadron and the Ginyu Force all balked, as not only did they see the numbers on their scouters skyrocket, but they also noticed the look that came over the dragon girl's face. From the shadows of her fringe, her red, glowing eyes looked as though they were burning, her jaw was also clenching tightly, her nostrils were flaring, and her teeth were flashing in a very menacing way. If her rising energy level weren't a clear indication that she was pissed and raring for a fight, but her heaving chest, trembling limbs and fisted claws certainly were.

Seeing her power level jump to forty million on his scouter had Dore's jaw slacken a little out of astonishment. "Holy shit…"

"That girl's energy curves and vitals are blasting all over the place," Neiz remarked, his own eyes wide and trembling as he watched the numbers in front of his screen continue screaming as the counter went up. "Her temperature is increasing way beyond normal levels, and her heartrate, adrenaline, and hormone levels are spiking like crazy."

"Geez. It's almost like she's going into freakin' heat or something," Myra muttered, not exactly sure what to make of this crazy development as she saw the dragon girl's tail whipping about behind her.

Wild, beastly nature.

Boundless rage.

Incredible energy spikes.

Accelerated vital signs.

Enormous adrenaline bursts.

As terrifying as it all looked on the surface, especially with how the air was now starting to tremble around the girl, the Hera couldn't help but notice the similarities between this reptilian warrior and another person within her immediate cohort.

Speaking of which, Myra quickly looked across at the smallest member in their squad. "Be careful, Gohan-kun. That girl looks like she's about to-" She then stopped suddenly when she, Dore, Neiz and Salza suddenly noticed something off about their teammate.

Gohan, much like the dragon girl, was standing in a very stiff and hunched over position. His black hair tied into a ponytail was rising into the air and waving about as a very reddish glow was currently emanating from his body. When a new set of numbers popped up onto the group's scouters when they focused on their friend, they immediately noticed the boy's fists were clenched, his muscles on his small body were swelling, and a very tight, manic expression had come over his face.

His eyes- once filled with innocence and kindness- had become dilated and white, leaving only empty rings where his irises were supposed to be. As for his mouth, the kid was currently baring his teeth and gums in a very wide and twisted looking grin, which completely offset all of the goodness that dominated his youthful face and replaced it with that of an unhinged psycho. From the way veins started to appear along the ridges of his forehead and neck, it almost looked as though he was doing everything in his power to try and hold himself back from rushing forward, attacking, and murdering all of the demons assembled on those steps.

When golden steam started to lift off of his glowing red body as his hidden potential slowly kicked in, the group knew that their friend was gearing up for a fight.

Myra, appearing completely alarmed at this as she sensed the boy's hot energy blast her in the face, spoke to him. "G-Gohan-kun?" The moment she spoke his name, she saw his eyes snap to her, which then gave her a full view of the feral, animalistic look of excitement burning in his gaze.

Getting a face full of his raging excitement and hearing his rapid panting fill the air, caused Myra's stomach to clench and a rather primal wave of electricity to rush through her body from her neck to her toes. Though she had no idea what this sensation was, but the look of hunger the boy directed towards her caused her heartbeat to quicken and her insides to churn in a highly charged and sexual manner.

"Myra-nee…" Gohan rasped out, causing his friends to recoil at the very beastly growl that accompanied his words. "I… I can't hold back anymore…" His gaze then snapped towards the dragon girl when he sensed her energy and adrenaline spike, resulting in both enemies glaring one another down as their auras simmered around them. "My head is pounding… my muscles are aching… and my body feels like it's on fire! I… I want to fight her. I need to fight her… right now!"

Hearing this caused the Armored Squadron to shiver slightly, with the Ginyu Force commandoes also taking note of the boy spewing copious amounts of excitement and bloodlust from literally every pore on his body. When the Captain of the Frieza elite noticed the way the child was acting, as well as the warning lights that blinked across his scouter, the purple warrior quickly addressed the issue.

"Uhh… is he doing okay?" Ginyu asked worriedly. "Your boy over there looks like he's about to pop a blood vessel."

Dore, grinning weakly, attempted to settle the boy down. "Come on, little bro. You're starting to scare your team a little. Just… take a deep breath and calm down."

After analyzing her young companion for a few more seconds, Myra quickly looked back at the others and gulped. "I don't think he can. His instincts are going out of control because of the massive power levels gathered in front of him." She then turned her attention to the demon clan and the female dragon standing next to them. "I think that girl on the far right is setting him off."

Though she had no idea how, it was clear that Gohan and that Ryujin girl could sense something incredibly dangerous or enticing about the enemy warrior across from them. Seeing as how the demi-Saiyan could sense powers and other elements around him a hundred times better than the rest of his squad mates- on account of his inherent Saiyan nature- it made sense why he was being so affected.

"Is… Is that normal for him?" Jeice chimed in, also sounding incredibly alarmed.

Neiz turned to look at them, "It is… but usually not to this extent."

While Myra and the others had only ever seen the kid like this when they were on planets with a full moon, multiple moons, or were confronted with a challenging opposition, this was probably the first time any of them had seen Gohan being so fired up to the point of exploding. And even still, as the two sides continued to face off, their conditions only became worse.

"Give the order, captain…" Gohan snarled in a desperate voice, addressing Salza as he stood there with his golden aura starting to seep out of his armor and spandex. "Please… give me the order to attack. Let me loose. I want to fight her. Please, sir. I want to fight her so bad…" His panting was followed shortly by another growl as he shook his head in a very dog-like fashion, giving the impression that the boy was entering an almost rabid state of exhilaration.

Neither Neiz, Dore or Myra would've been surprised if the kid started frothing at the mouth. He was just that fired up.

After the rest of his subordinates looked across at Salza to see what he was going to do, Salza, swallowing nervously under the intense pressure now emanating from their youngest squad mate, then gave a quick glance around at his comrade. When he saw Myra's expression steel and then give a stiff nod, the blond warrior nodded back.

The Captain then turned to Gohan. "Okay, little man. But be careful. Let her make the first move. Draw her in, bait her attacks… and then lay on the abuse. Those are your orders."

A snarl of joy escaping his lips at hearing his commanding officer's permission and instructions, the fully energized Gohan inhaled sharply before dropping onto all fours to assume his familiar, wild-Saiyan fighting style. His hands slamming into the floor and fingers puncturing the surface, which caused the plate his friends were standing on to fracture in multiple directions, the young warrior then let out a very bestial growl as his body's muscles all swelled, seconds before his golden aura finally exploded from him with a deafening gunshot.

The red hue of his hidden power mixed in with his energy as it gushed out of him in a literal inferno, flooding the area with tidal waves of heat and sending shockwaves coursing across the valley. Effortlessly jumping from base straight into his Pseudo-Super Saiyan form, the crimson gold generated by his beating aura enhanced his feral expression, while his once blank eyes turned turquoise.

The thunderous roar given by his pulsing energy forced his comrades to brace themselves against the hot winds tearing from his body, while Guldo and Jeice were bowled over by the shockwave. As for the demon clan, all of them felt their eyes snap to the child in awe, as they all felt the kid's energy shoot through the roof- literally punching a hole in the clouds above him.

The dragon girl on the other hand, sensing the boy's ki signature jump, snarled even louder as her own aura slowly intensified.

"Prey… my prey… so strong… and delicious…" the girl growled as she felt the raging winds from the boy roll across the ice and crash into her face. "I can smell his flesh… his sweat…" Drool leaving the corner of her lips, the scaled dragon girl felt her spines stand on end as a grin formed in her jaw- one that mirrored the same psychopathic thrill and excitement that was currently pulled across Gohan's face. "Fight… I want to fight him…"

While all this was going on, the members of her group all recoiled when they saw veins of lava begin to pulse all along her scaled body- causing her muscles to throb and smoke to start billowing off her. On top of this, the plates of intense heat that accumulated around her shoulders and neck began to crackle and sizzle, as her liquid aura started to bubble to the surface like actual magma. It was a sight that neither the demons nor the elite warriors from Cooler and Frieza's forces had ever seen before.

Angila, hearing the girl's strained growls as she growled at the glowing child standing beside the members of the Armored Squadron, glanced across at Zeeun. "What should we do?"

While the commander was lost in thought, he, his squad, and the enemy commandoes scattered across the plate of ice behind the citadel suddenly heard a loud voice boom from the ship's speakers. "Our girl is keen for a brawl," the deep, gravelly tone of Lord Slug reverberated across the countryside, causing the members of the demon clan, Ginyu Force, and Cooler's men- apart from Lucoa and Gohan- to glance back at the black building. "It would be cruel to deny her the chance to act out on her primal urges. Give the order, Commander Zeeun. Let our good little slave unleash her fury. I want to see what that little runt over there can do."

Upon hearing their leader's command, the members of the demon clan quickly looked back towards the enemy squads. Ignoring the winds smashing into them, the tall, spartan-dressed Zeeun clenched his teeth and grinned. "As you wish, sire," the red-haired demon spoke, swinging his right arm up and thrusting it forward. "Show that young fool no mercy, Lucoa! TEAR HIM TO SHREDS! ATTAAAAAAAAAAACK!"

Eyes widening and flashing an even brighter shade of red, the scaled female fanned her wings and swung her head back in a primal scream. "RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Her scream of rage was matched by the deafening clap of a shockwave as literal, orange flames exploded from every pore on her body, filling the air around her with a raging inferno. Body growing as her muscles swelled, the enraged Lucoa then leaned over and bolted forward- a sonic boom ringing out as she launched herself at several times the speed of sound towards the Ginyu Force and the Armored Squadron.

Screaming across the icy field as she cocked her right fist back for a punch, the blazing dragon charged right at the squads without a thought or care. Though every single one of the Ginyu and Armored Squadron members dropped into defensive stances in preparation for an assault, the winged girl blew right past them and slammed a fist straight into the crouching Gohan, who received her blow by crossing his arms over his face and blocking it. The gunshot that rang out on impact rattled the landscape as Lucoa blasted the boy off his feet and pushed him across the valley. Yet despite managing to pick him up with her punch, the boy simply gave her a wide grin of mad delight through his guard.

Multiple sonic booms rang out as the pair blasted across the countryside, with Lucoa continuing to shove Gohan as he held back her punch. After about two miles of flight, the crimson shaded hybrid gave a shout and threw the dragon's fist off him, before beginning to slip left and right as the reptile began lashing out at him with her claws. Dodging her razor-sharp talons as they swung past his head, threatening to slice him to ribbons, the pair began a highspeed game of cat and mouse. While Gohan flew backwards, the girl pursued- zigzagging across the valleys and leaving a cloud of frost hanging in the air.

After managing to avoid all her blows with ease, a smirking Gohan watched Lucoa draw back her left fist and- with a manic grin appearing on her short snout- thrust at him with a sharp jab. The demi-Saiyan ducked it before slamming both feet into her torso, driving his heels into her abs and sending the dragonoid blasting backwards at breakneck speeds. The clap of a shockwave followed a split second later, with Lucoa's body covering a distance over a hundred yards before coming to a sudden stop in the snow.

Managing to halt herself by slamming all four of her limbs into the ice, the dragon girl fanned her wings before bolting forward again, which caused another shockwave to fracture the ground beneath her. Appearing in front of her retreating opponent in an instant, she continued lashing out at him once again.

Expertly parrying her blows with the grace and finesse of a trained warrior, Gohan's grin returned full force as he let out a laugh of joy. "HAHAHA! THIS IS AWESOME! Your fighting style is exactly like mine!" the child exclaimed, blocking a few more of the girl's attacks before slipping around a punch and loading up his right fist. "NOW IT'S MY TURN! HYAAAAH!" His yell was followed by a sharp bang when his fist slammed into the girl's nose and caused her to stagger slightly.

Her back-foot burying into the ice to keep from falling, the stunned yet still energized Lucoa eagerly returned fire and lashed out with several more claw strikes. Gohan dodged- head-slipping her slashes before leaping up and driving a kick across the girl's face. His blow slammed into her cheek and sent her stumbling through the snow. When the child landed and darted forward to continue his assault, he saw the stunned dragon, smirk, spin around, and swing her tail at him.

Hitting him square in the side, the dragonoid launched the attacking Gohan across the valley at great speed- his body breaking the sound barrier as he smashed through a glacier over a mile away. Without missing a beat, Lucoa kicked off the cold ground and gave pursuit, fracturing the floor with her takeoff as she barreled towards the airborne Saiyan. When she caught up to him a split second later, the dragon slashed out with her claws, only to have her blows knocked aside by the airborne youngster when he managed to recover.

From there, the duo began another highspeed chase across the icy tundra- zipping left and right and exchanging flurries of blows. The impact of each of their attacks against the other's guard caused multiple shockwaves to ring out, the results of which punched several craters across the valley. Upon leaving a trail of a dozen fissures in their wake in the span of only a couple of seconds, Lucoa dove at her opponent with the intent of impaling him with her nails. When she struck, she saw Gohan slip it, before then delivering a sharp kick to her snout in a counter.

The blow rattled Lucoa and stopped her attack dead, before she was then hit across the face by a punch.

Blood flying from her lips, the dragon clenched her teeth and took another big swing at the boy while they were still in motion, only to suddenly see Gohan's body vanish when he darted around her and took off into the sky above. Almost immediately after being blitzed by the Pseudo-Super Saiyan- an excited Lucoa spun around, powered up, and shot after him at even greater speed.

As Gohan rocketed into the sky to gain some altitude, the child blinked when he saw Lucoa dart into his path and stop directly in front of him- her wings fanned out in a show of aggression.

"She's fast!" Gohan thought, before catching the girl's punch against his forearm when she attempted to lay into him. "Her strength and speed are increasing with every blow! This is great!" Grinning broadly, the child gave a yell as he knocked her arm away. After blocking the kick she followed up with, he promptly returned fire, leading to a fierce exchange that had both warriors rapidly climbing in altitude.

Seconds later, the two wild fighters were zipping across the sky and trading attacks at speeds that no ordinary alien would be able to follow. As loud thunderclaps and shockwaves shook the atmosphere and punched holes across the clouds, the real battle between Gohan and Lucoa began with earnest.

While all this was going on, down on the ground by the citadel, the members of the Ginyu Force, Cooler's Armored Squadron, and Lord Slug's Demon Clan, were all watching the fight with mixtures of awe, intrigue, and disbelief.

The entirety of the Ginyu crew were experiencing the latter, for despite their collection of strength and experience, all five of them were struggling to keep up with the pair of youngsters blazing across the atmosphere.

"Damn, Captain. Are you seeing this?" Jeice remarked in alarm as he stood there, slack-jawed like the rest of his compatriots, as they watched the clouds disperse under the shockwaves given off by the pair. "Bugger me."

"Yes. I can see, Jeice," Ginyu replied, gritting his teeth as sweat trickled down the side of his head. "Incredible."

"How… How are they moving so damn fast?" Burter exclaimed, his head shifting left and right as he attempted to keep up with the performance. Try as he might, he was unable to follow the pair. "I… I can't even follow them."

"Just what kind of monsters are they?" Guldo stuttered, also unable to believe what he was witnessing. This fight was far beyond what all five of them were capable of- which made some of them question why they were even there to begin with.

They were way out of their depth.

Over on their end, while Myra and Salza were observing the battle with calm and poise, Dore and Neiz were left in stunned fascination at the ferocious display being put on by their youngest member. Though they'd been in plenty of battles and had witnessed firsthand what Gohan was capable of, this was the first time they could remember seeing him going toe to toe with an opponent that was not only top tier, but was also equal to him in strength and ferocity.

It was like watching two predators lashing out at one another in a fight over some meat- only the prize here was victory for their respective militaries.

Dore whistled as he watched another distant cloud get punctured by the body that darted through it. "Wow. I wonder what's gotten the runt so fired up. He never fights like that when we spar together. Did he, like, down an entire six pack of energy drinks or something?"

"It certainly seems that way," Neiz responded, keeping a hand on his hip as his big, yellow eyes traced the skies intently. "Either that or he was really, really looking forward to fighting that girl after seeing her in the video . Considering how he was acting before I wouldn't be surprised." This was completely discounting the fact that at the time of their arrival on this plateau, the boy's hormone levels had skyrocketed. How this had any bearing on his current fighting capabilities were beyond the amphibian.

The Beppa-seijin then shot a look at his taller comrade. "Do you think the kid will be able to beat her?"

"Well… unless that dragon girl is still hiding her real strength, he should," Neiz answered with a shrug.

Suddenly, as the group was distracted with the battle going on above their heads, Dore's hologram scouter jumped up over his eye and beeped a warning alarm. Eyes snapping around, the group suddenly saw the large, rotund warrior from Lord Slug's entourage- Wings- charging towards them at a rather surprising rate. A split second after all the members of the squadron spotted him, Salza, Myra and Neiz watched the winged demon tackle Dore in the chest and begin pushing him across the valley- the shockwave given off on impact cracking the ground beneath them.

Having the wind practically knocked out of his lungs, the Beppa-seijin remained doubled over the demon commander's round body as he continued to force the green skinned warrior across the battlefield. Managing to snap out of it after his back slammed into an ice boulder and shattered it, Dore glared down at the villain's back when he heard the thick, armored warrior chuckle against his torso.

"Lucoa-chan thinks she can hog all the fun, huh?! Well, I'm calling dibs on you, green guy!" Wings exclaimed as he continued to push the Armored Squadron member across the battlefield and into another glacier. After the massive tor exploded and cascaded to the ground in a shower of ice blocks as the pair barreled straight through it, the demon warrior glared up at the wrestler and gave him a murderous grin. "Come on! Let's see what you've got! RAAAGH!"

With a wide swing of his arms, the demon stopped and shoved Dore off him, sending the Beppa-seijin flying back under a blast of a shockwave. However, when it seemed like the fearsome blow had managed to wound the bulky member of the hero team, the Beppa-seijin cracked a smile and laughed as he recovered midflight.

"HA! So, you're challenging me to a one-on-one?! Alright then, you tub of lard! LET'S ROCK!" Dore laughed, slamming his feet into the floor, fracturing the ice, and launching himself at full speed towards the hulking warrior. "HRAAAAAAAAGH!"

Grinning eagerly, Wings opened the bat-like flaps on his back and shot straight up into the sky, avoiding Dore's kick and forcing the green warrior to give pursuit. Despite the pair's great size and girth, the two of them quickly demonstrated that they were more than just two slabs of walking muscle, as they began chasing each other at high speed through the air, with Wings throwing his hand forward and unleashing a barrage of red blasts towards his pursuer, who batted them away with big, solid swings of his fists, before returning fire with his own yellow blasts.

After a quick shootout across the sky, Wings then dashed forward and body slammed Dore again, only to have his attack blocked when the man managed to cross his arms over and receive his attack flush in the forearms. Upon which the Beppa retaliated by rushing forward and tackling the rotund demon and sending both falling out of the sky to slam into the valley floor.

The shockwave generated by the pair's impact with the ground reached all the way to the citadel, not only cracking the ground beneath the observing warriors' feet, but also causing ice to break off the dome-shaped building behind them.

While the Ginyu Force gaped at the cloud of ice and snow that formed into a mushroom shape in the sky kilometers away from them, Myra, Neiz and Salza spun around to face the remaining generals of Lord Slug's army. It was a good thing that they did, because the trio were able to observe Angila, Medamatcha and their Commander Zeeun all step forward and prep themselves for a fight.

Cracking his knuckles and his neck, the gladiator-dressed Zeeun chuckled in a deep voice as his eyes landed on the orange-haired female on the left of the enemy group's formation. "Well, since Wings has decided to take matters into his own hands, I think it's only fair that we do the same."

"Agreed," Angila responded, a menacing smirk forming as he eyed the strong trio in front of him. After a quick assessment, he then reached up and unclasped his cape, allowing the billowing length of cloth to blow away with the wind. "You take the tall one, Medamatcha. Pretty boy over there is mine."

A high-pitched snicker left the toad-like demon's wide lips as he then leaned forward on all fours eagerly. "Hehe. Oh, I'm going to enjoy this."

Zeeun, hearing the other two pick their targets, then stuck his right hand out and grunted. "Well then… let's go." With a quick power up, the orange man suddenly gathered energy in his palm, which instantaneously took the form of a blue ball of twisting flames forming in front of his palm. The members of the Armored Squadron watching from a distance only had a second to appear surprised at the man's sudden use of an elemental attack, before the blue, crackling ball left his hand in a vortex.

The spinning beam of flames gushed towards Salza, Myra and Neiz, all three of whom powered up with their respective auras, before rocketing up into the sky as fast as they could. The Ginyu Force, being distracted by everything going on around them, were unable to react as they were spectacularly knocked off their feet by the fiery blast that went off next to them and sent them rolling across the ice. Stopping after being bouncing several yards across the field, the five members of Frieza's elite could only look up in shock as flames gushed out of the massive crater that'd formed where their companions had been standing.

Salza, Neiz and Myra, now airborne, instantly scattered- their glowing forms curving through the sky as they flew off in different directions away from the command center. As soon as they did, the three demon generals that'd been watching from the ground gave chase, with Angila flying after Salza, catching up to him easily, and pulling up alongside the blonde captain

The instant his grinning mug appeared alongside the Brench-seijin, the warrior dressed in robes cocked back his fist and greeted the officer of Cooler's elite with the customary attack.

"Going somewhere, shorty?!" Angila laughed, driving his fist into the warrior's head, only to watch his fist get blocked by the man's arm. "I don't think so!"

Upon knocking away the arm, Salza then responded by thrusting his hand forward and unleashing a blast right at the demon's face. "En garde, Écume!" His attack missed of course when the pale-skinned warrior ducked under it, before responding with a sharp kick to the captain's stomach and sending the surprised warrior shooting back across the sky. Despite the hit to his torso, the officer threw both hands up and unleashed a salvo of orange blasts, all which Angila elegantly evaded.

The man coiled and twirled around the beams of light- all the while laughing mockingly at the warrior's attempts to drive him off. "Come on! Come on! Is that all you've got!" the handsome demon cackled, before charging towards Salza and locking fists with him. From there, both the strongest member of the demon clan and the sword of Cooler's military began duking it out at high speed above the planet- the sounds of their fists crossing reverberating through the air like cannon fire.

As they fought, Medamatcha and Neiz flew right past them, with the taller amphibian coating his hands in purple electricity and letting off a blast of lightning towards his diminutive pursuer.

The tiny fighter however, being the deceptive little frog that he was, demonstrated his speed and agility by dodging and rolling under the opening shot the fastest member of Cooler's Armored Squadron had to dish out. After managing to avoid getting fried, the tiny imp closed the gap on the larger warrior so that he could assault him with close-range melee attacks. He came right up to the man's face and nailed him with a fist, which Neiz was able to block and grit his teeth against- due to how solid the attack was.

After the gunshot of impact rang out, Neiz opened on the tiny fighter with a flurry of blows. However, despite his great speed and agility, the Zalt-seijin blinked in surprise when he saw the tiny fighter slip and dart between his attacks. Even letting loose a barrage of jabs to try and clock the imp in the face was met with a bout of giggles and cackles, as the toad quickly made it clear to the second in command of the squad that he was not going to be easy to hit.

"What's wrong, big guy? Having trouble keeping up?" Medamatcha laughed, ducking under the man's kick and darting around behind him. When Neiz spun around to track him, the road hit him across the face with a couple of hooks. Upon seeing the man stagger, the green frog then zipped to the side to avoid the man's kick, which he then countered by slamming into the tall fighter's side with a blow of his own. "Try and hit me, if you can."

Grunting from the blow that drove into his side, Neiz then growled and attempted to deck the demon again. When he saw him vanish and dart around his airborne form, the warrior then waited for the inevitable counter, which came in the form of a punch to his blind spot. However, instead of letting the attack hit him, the Zalt-seijin responded by discharging a high-powered current of electricity from his body, which not only hit Medamatcha when he made contact, but sent the little toad blasting away with a shriek of pain.

"OUCH! What the heck?"

Neiz grinned when he saw the green demon's smoking form shudder to a stop a few feet away. "Let's see you laugh at me after I've deep fried you!" the Zalt chuckled, allowing another current of electricity to run down his body, before promptly rocketing towards the small fighter.

Myra meanwhile was caught up in her own duel. As she crisscrossed through the sky in retreat, the orange-haired adolescent was speedily and tactfully avoiding all the swings and haymakers being thrown at her by the pursuing Commander Zeeun. Having been singled out based possibly on her appearance by the leader of the demon corps, the disputed second strongest fighter of Cooler's elite grit her teeth as she blocked a kick thrown at her by the large, bulky fighter with the red mane of hair. After the shockwave from the blow rang out, the woman promptly smacked away the leg and retaliated with her own kick.

Blocking it as well when it snapped up towards his head, Zeeun laughed and countered with a flurry of punches. "Not bad! Not bad at all!" This quickly led to an exchange between both warriors as their chase transformed into a dance. "Hah! I like your stuff, wench! Let's see what else you can do!"

After a speedy back and forth trade-off between the demon general and his slender opponent, Myra- managing to analyze the pattern of her opponent's attacks after parrying several of his punches and kicks, went about forming a counter. Deflecting a jab thrown at her by her foe and then a straight, the Hera quickly dove in and delivered a swift double finger and palm strike to the warrior's breast stomach and pectoral. Despite the sudden and sharp blows delivered to his center mass, Zeeun ignored them and retaliated with a sharp side kick up at the woman's face. The base of his boot slammed into the girl's guard and sent her flying back.

Skidding to a stop in the air with her arms up, Myra clenched her teeth from the stinging sensation that shot up her limbs, before throwing the orange warrior a hard glare. "Damn. This guy is tough. If the others are as strong as him, then this isn't going to be an easy fight," she thought. Shaking out the dumbness in her arm, she then dashed forward to meet the commander in the middle, whereupon the pair continued to slug it out- showing the various differences in their fighting styles and abilities as they began a running battle across the planet's cold atmosphere.

From there, what was similar to a countrywide storm quickly unfolded in the air above the planet, as the grounded Ginyu Force watched in horrified fascination as their rivals in Cooler's branch of the PTO went head to head with the forces of Lord Slug's demonic army. The vapor trails left behind by the warriors as they crisscrossed the sky was accompanied by strings of shockwaves going off randomly in multiple locations. As they started mixing in more energy attacks, fireballs and explosions also began decimating the area.

One lightning bolt fired by Neiz at his opponent managed to land quite close to where Ginyu and the others were standing. The resulting explosion not only sent flames gushing into the air, but also pelted the team with bits of ice and rock. As smoke rose up from the nearby crater and more sonic booms rung out across the sky, Ginyu and his team then looked around at one another- as they now found themselves standing or sitting alone on the ice.

"Well… what do we do now?" Recoome asked, appearing both shocked and confused by everything that'd just happened. "Do we just head home or what?"

Burter, pushing his lips together, then glanced across at their horned leader. "What do you think, captain?"

Ginyu, upon considering the battle taking place, then frowned deeply and slapped his knee. Pushing himself up off the floor and dusting off the bits of ice that'd fallen on him, the man then straightened his back and took a deep breath. "What do I think? Well gentlemen, I think the answer to that question should be pretty clear!" Sensing his squad's eyes on him, the bold, purple-skinned leader of the troop mustered a grin and spun around. "We carry on… and attack!"

"Uhh…" Jeice groaned, before perking up from where he was kneeling. "I don't think I follow you, sir."

"It's simple, my friends!" the Captain exclaimed, stepping between his troops and pointing their attention towards the citadel sitting just a few dozen yards away from them. "Since our rivals from the other branch have lured away the enemy forces, we shall infiltrate the enemy stronghold and rescue our lord's son from the clutches of their boss!" When their eyes landed on the immense structure once again as explosions continued to go off behind them, Ginyu proceeded to explain his fantastic plan to his loyal followers. "I believe that was their intention from the very start! Now that they've drawn away the vanguard and opened the way for us, we can seize the opportunity and complete our mission, as instructed to us by our Lord Frieza! With our numbers, our teamwork, and our fighting spirit, I'm positive we'll be able to bring down this Lord Slug and bring an end to this conflict once and for all!"

Upon gaping at the man for several moments and sharing a few looks, the four of them then looked back at their Captain with mixed expressions of awe and amazement.

"Brilliant, sir!" Burter exclaimed.

"That's our brave captain for you!" Jeice followed up. "Always thinking ahead and focusing on the mission!"

"Exactly, Jeice! Exactly! This isn't about honor or glory! This is about our sacred oath as elite warriors!" Ginyu called out, grinning broadly as he lowered his arm and was joined in his heroic pose by his four compatriots- all of whom rallied to his sides and stood shoulder-to-shoulder with him, just like before. Only this time they didn't have an audience to see their grand display of bravery (and stupidity). "The mission comes first above all else! Even when the odds are stacked against us and the chances of survival are a million to one, we- as Lord Frieza's most trusted servants- must complete the assignment, no matter the pain or cost!"

"Yes! We came here as a team! And we will leave this planet as a team!" Recoome boomed out, at the same time lifting his head up high. "We will give our all to make sure our lord's son is rescued and returned safely to the arms of his family!"

"And that is precisely the reason why we are here!" Captain Ginyu said loudly, glancing across at his fellow soldiers, before then looking down at Guldo. "So… are we ready?"

Blinking his four eyes, the short, diminutive member of Cooler's Squadron grinned, before giving a salute. "Ready, boss!"

"Very well… then let us move out!" Ginyu yelled, throwing his fist in front of him, before he and his four subordinates dashed across the eyes and bounded towards the citadel. With only a couple of hops, the squad arrived at the steps, before promptly jumping through the entrance and into the castle- not knowing exactly what they were likely to face but knowing that they would defeat it regardless of the circumstances.

Unfortunately for the plucky members of Frieza's elite, the reality of what they were about to wade into had yet to sink in completely. As brave as they were, there was absolutely no way either of them was prepared for what was waiting for them in the heart of the citadel.

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(Meanwhile)

Since Lucoa charged into him at the outset of their engagement, a very brawler-like slug fest had quickly erupted between Gohan and his opponent. The demi-Saiyan could hear his heart pounding in his ears as he engaged the winged female in a fierce and destructive battle- the shockwaves that they generated every time they crossed paths parting clouds and smashing craters into the floor. Even a couple of ice-covered mountains fell to the force that the pair were able to exert upon one another.

Despite the hits they took and the blows they delivered in return, neither opponent was willing to back down. The grins they sported and the laughs they gave after every shot they traded further emphasized just how much they were enjoying themselves. It almost seemed like the pair would be at this forever.

However, after Gohan managed to land the hundredth solid hit in a row, Lucoa's once straightforward approach to combat suddenly took an evolutionary step forward. When the pair dropped back down to the icy tundra below to carry on their fight across the hills, the dragon girl started dishing out attacks that the child wasn't quite prepared for.

Charging across the battlefield with his golden aura at full blaze, the Pseudo-Super Saiyan child balked in alarm when he suddenly saw his brown-scaled opponent swing her wings about and stomp forward, before swiping her left wing across and throwing several projectiles towards the aura-clad demi-Saiyan. Gohan hit the brakes in time to shield himself with his arms and ended up getting struck by the wave of spinning knives that the girl threw at him.

The force he was hit with not only dispelled his crimson-gold aura, but sent the child flying back across the field to crash into a distant boulder. When his back slammed into the rock's face and formed a human-shaped crater in its side, Gohan lowered his arms and looked down to see that his skin had been impaled by several large, brown blades. On closer inspection however, he noticed that the metal-like blades were in fact large, hardened scales that Lucoa had managed to dislodge from her skin and throw at him like kunai.

Simply put, had Gohan not raised his arms to block them in time, there was a good chance they would've been able to hit more than a handful of vital areas.

However, despite having his skin pierced, the boy couldn't help but give a wide grin of excitement as his eyes darted back up to see the dragon girl ambling towards him across the battlefield. "Nice attack! You almost got me with that!" the hybrid chirped happily, before prompting swinging his arms about and dislodging all of the blades that he'd been stuck with and knocking them to the ground. As blood trickled out of the cuts, Gohan inhaled deeply and called out. "What else can you do?!" He then blasted off the rock and shot towards the reptilian girl.

Seeing Gohan charge back at her caused Lucoa to frown and swiftly dodge to the side, avoiding the kick the boy spun at her with and blowing right past where she'd been standing.

When he slammed his feet into the ground and skidded to a stop, he spun around to see the dragonoid flying at him for a counterattack. But rather than let her hit him with it, the demi-Saiyan child instead thrust both hands forward, fanned his fingers, and grunted loudly. Focusing his ki into his thrust allowed him to fire off a Kiai (Spirit Cannon) at the girl and nail her square in the chest, the shockwave hitting her with such force it not only caused her body to curl forward and knock saliva out of her mouth, but sent her flying.

The girl slammed into the icy ground a full mile away, bouncing across the ice before eventually rolling back onto all fours and sliding to a stop. Looking up with a snarl, the dragon girl then fanned her wings and charged forward- zigzagging left and right at highspeed to throw off her opponent as he stood up and took a fighting stance.

Gohan, tracking the busty dragon adolescent as she approached, then swung his arms up for a block when he saw her lunge in and take a swing at him with her wing. To his surprise, the boy found himself getting pushed back along the ground when Lucoa started pummeling his guard with repeated blows from her wings- swinging her appendages out at him one after the other and slicing into her target in rapid succession. Aside from hitting with such force that they made her punches and kicks look like a joke, her wings cut into Gohan's arms like blades, causing the boy to almost buckle under the hits and forcing him to send ki into his arms to absorb the force of the blows.

After being hit a total of six times by the girl's blade-like limbs, Gohan was then prepared to counter her next to attack when she drew back her right wing and prepared to slash him with a very telegraphed swipe. However, instead of slapping him like expected, Lucoa suddenly extended her wing and jabbed at him with the tip- the thrust hitting with enough force it not only broke the boy's guard, but also cracked his chest armor when it drove into his breastplate.

Gohan was knocked off his feet and onto his back, upon which he rolled several times before jumping back up. Shaking his head from having his bell rung in such a surprising manner, the demi-Saiyan looked up with a start when he saw Lucoa lean forward and bolt towards him for another attack.

"Shit!" Gohan shouted, dropping to all fours leaping straight up into the sky. When the girl missed with her kick, she promptly changed directions and gave chase, crying out as she pursued the boy.

Gaining enough altitude and seeing Lucoa hot on his tail, the child swung his arms overhead, locked his fingers together and- with a battle cry- dropped down on her and drove a hammer blow into her head. "HIYAAAAAAH!" The surprised dragon barely had enough time to bring her arms up to catch the attack yet ended up getting hit by some of it when the blow slammed into her with enough force to split a mountain in two.

BAAM!

The shockwave was immediately followed by Lucoa plummeting out of the sky and straight into the ground. When she slammed into the ice on all fours and dug into the snow, the girl fanned her wings and powered up, letting out a roar of anger as orange fire gushed out of her pores and enveloped her in flames. When her energy spiked, she then launched herself into the sky like a missile- arcing through the air and eventually getting behind Gohan.

The demi-Saiyan had barely enough time to raise his arms when the girl spun in and slammed her spiked tail into him, knocking him across the sky and towards the distant mountain ranges. Giving chase, she eventually caught up to him and swung at him with a clawed hand. However, instead of slicing into the hapless boy, her hand got caught by his and became locked. Lucoa then tried to jab at him with the other, but had that one trapped two, leading to the two youngsters becoming fixed in a grappling match.

It seemed like the pair were at an impasse, as Lucoa pushed Gohan back through the sky and attempted to take control of his momentum. However, just when it seemed like the pair would be stuck that way for a little while longer, the still fighting fit demi-Saiyan powered up and allowed his aura to erupt around him, which allowed him to strengthen his grip on the girl's claws and begin twisting them back. The sudden, sharp pain shooting up her forearms had the startled dragon girl attempt to pull away and remove herself from his hands, only to feel herself get yanked forward and have Gohan slam his forehead against hers.

"You're holding back, Lucoa-chan! I know there's still a lot more power inside you!" Gohan growled, which drew a heated snarl from Lucoa as well. "Come on! Show me your true strength! Unleash the beast! I want to see what she can really do!"

Fighting back against the boy's vicelike grip, the scaled female grinned back and snarled. "Grrr…. yes! Play! More play!" she exclaimed, steam rushing out of her mouth as her strength intensified. Pulling back on the boy's hands and bringing them to the center, Lucoa panted heavily. "My blood… is boiling! My body is burning! I want to fight you more! RAAGH! I WANT TO FIGHT YOU MORE!"

Gohan's eyes burned with delight at hearing this- his grin widening in a Cheshire manner as his mouth practically salivated with his mood. "YES! LET'S DO IT! LET'S GET WILD!" The child replied swinging his head back and ramming it into the girl's nose. The hit caused her to loosen her grip and dislodge from him, allowing the boy to swing his right leg around and nail her across the head with a vicious kick.

The explosion of impact rippled across the sky as Lucoa tumbled out of the air and straight into a mountain face. Crashing straight through it and causing the edifice to implode on itself, the dragon girl landed in the icy valley below and slammed her feet into the ground- coming to a cloudy stop amidst the ice.

Gohan meanwhile, dropping out of the air, landed on the peak of another mountain as his black hair- defying gravity, waved in the air around him.

The instant Lucoa stood up in the snow, the girl clenched her fists and fanned her wings. Snarling loudly as steam gushed off her body and filled the air, the dragon took a moment to steady her breathing and concentrate her energy. Then, as the gaps in her scaled armor started to glow a hot orange, the female's glowing eyes snapped open and, with a mighty howl and a concussive shockwave, she unleashed all of the energy she had bottled up inside her in one, massive explosion.

Fire gushed out of her body and shot up into the clouds in a pillow, punching a hole through them and causing them to part for several miles around her. The force of the inferno being unleashed from her caused not only the countryside to fracture; it also created a crater around the female over thirty meters across. As she sunk into the icy fissure amidst a cloak of flames, the dragon girl's muscles bulked up slightly and her height increased, defining her curves even more as her power came gushing out in all its glory.

Then, after the pillar of flames subsided around her to form an aura of literal fire, it revealed the girl had undergone a new transformation- one that Gohan had never seen before. Aside from the veins of her scaled armor glowing like magma, the girl's spines had also transformed into spikes of fire from her crown, all the way down her back. Her shoulders were also bubbling with lava, showing that not only had she undergone a sudden and explosive power increase, but her body had also adapted to the output and given her a much more lethal defense.

Gohan could feel the heatwaves from the enraged dragon washing against his face and, upon seeing the girl's now red eyes land on him, felt a primal surge of excitement course through his body.

It was just like what he felt at the beginning, only this time it was intensified several times over.

A moan left the dragon girl's throat as she inhaled deeply through her flared nostrils, as she allowed the flames around her body to subside and continue to gush out of her back. Opening her fists and extending her razor-sharp claws, the girl snarled, "Hnnn… come… come at me… now…"

In response, the child up at the top of the mountain grinned. "Gladly!" Clenching his fists at his sides, Gohan then took in a deep breath and began to concentrate. His muscles promptly swelling up and veins throbbing over his body, the young hybrid then let out a loud yell as the energy coursing through his body began to intensify. "HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH! GRAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!" His nerve endings burning like hot irons as he concentrated his power around the base of his spine where his tail waved and curled, the child allowed his aura to burst forth once again, only this time it no longer came out with a crimson hue.

On the contrary, as the red glow around his tiny body faded into his skin, it became replaced by golden embers instead, which surrounded Gohan and began wafting upwards with his energy. In a flash, his once dark hair from its reddish, black tint to a bluish one, before eventually flickering completely blonde. The moment it did, the breath the child took in next as he focused his energy was then let loose in a mighty howl of rage.

"HRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!" Gohan screamed, the pain flashing away as his now pure golden aura exploded from him and tore into the sky in the form of a tornado.

The vortex of golden wind and embers expanded outwards, transforming into a vortex of power as his body let out a colossal shockwave. The entire top of the mountain he was standing on was split down the middle and exploded into rubble, before eventually evaporating amidst his transformation. The intensity of the light coming off his body caused Lucoa's jaw to drop and eyes to widen in amazement, as she watched the sky clear over the boy's head and his aura eventually condense around his body.

When the winds finally died down, it revealed Gohan hovering in the air bathed in a golden glow- his purple suit and armor defined by the light of his energy, while his now golden hair waved atop his crown. The sound of wind whipping about him became all too prominent and, when he eventually opened his eyes, he revealed a pair of teal irises resting in the whites.

Upon snapping them down towards the dragon girl below, the demi-Saiyan child grinned broadly.

"Let's go!" he exclaimed, another blast of wind exploding off him as his energy spiked once more.

Lucoa meanwhile, finally snapping out of her daze amidst the second blast of wind, felt a grin tug across her fangs as an excited growl left her teeth. "This odor… I recognize it…" she hissed, her body pulsing as the flames ripping around where her spines were then gushed out in excitement. A loud roar of force exploded from her own body as she felt her heartbeat quicken with excitement. "Super… Saiyaaaaan…!"

TO BE CONTINUED…

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Author's Note And the competition heats up. Gohan enjoys fighting/playing with dragons, as seen in the first chapter of this story. Now he's finally found one that's giving him a pretty decent challenge- and he's loving it.

His Saiyan blood is now boiling to the point of mania. Since every Saiyan aspect about him is amplified due to his bloodline, let's see how this will affect the fight in the next chapter.

OOO

(Power level Update)

Ginyu Force:

Captain Ginyu – 120,000

Jeice – 50,000

Burter - 50,000

Recoome – 50,000

Guldo – 10,000

Cooler's Armored Squadron:

Salza (half Fruit + training) – 27,000,000

Myra (half Fruit + training) – 26,000,000

Neiz (half Fruit + training) – 24,000,000

Dore (half Fruit + training) – 24,000,000

Gohan (quarter Fruit + training) – 25,000,000

Gohan (Full Power/Aroused) – 60,000,000

Pseudo-Super Saiyan Gohan (Base x20) – 500,000,000

Super Saiyan Gohan (Base x50) – 1,250,000,000

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Kida (Blue Fox) (three quarter fruit + training) – 1,020,000

Riko (Brown Fox) (three quarter fruit + training) – 1,015,000

Rei (White Fox) (three quarter fruit + training) – 1,018,000

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Cooler (4th/True Form 100% – Post Training) – 330,000,000

Cooler (5th/Evolved Form – Post Training) – 1,320,000,000

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Zangya (Base) – 5,000,000,000 (Don't worry. She'll get involved. Just not yet)

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Frieza (4th/True Form 100%) – 120,000,000

Frieza (4th/True Form 100% - Post 3 days training) – 140,000,000

King Cold (2nd Restricted Form) – 150,000,000

King Cold (4th/True Form) – Unknown (you can assume it's going to be absolutely massive- like… Perfect Cell massive - as he's the true, main antagonist of Gohan's space adventure. So if you're wondering how Gohan will achieve the later Super Saiyan forms, here's his motivation)

Lord Slug's Dark Empire:

Commander Zeeun (Potential Unlocked) – 25,000,000

Angila (Potential Unlocked) – 26,400,000

Medamatcha (Potential Unlocked) – 24,600,000

Wings (Potential Unlocked) – 23,000,000

Lucoa (Base) – 25,000,000

Lucoa (Full Power/Aroused) – 60,000,000

Burning State Lucoa - 500,000,000

Inferno State Lucoa (Base x50) – 1,250,000,000

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Lord Slug (Post Rebirth - Suppressed) – 260,000,000

Lord Slug (True Power) – Unknown

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Yeah, the numbers are pretty crazy. But trust me, they'll get even crazier later on. Just wait.

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