Dragon Ball Fukkatsu

Turles Saga

Chapter 1

Allies

"Lord Frieza!" the messenger yelled, bowing down immediately.

"Yes, yes, what is it?" Frieza asked impatiently, his voice smooth like poison and his eyes red with darkness. His tail wagged around in agitation.

"A group of men are demanding to see you!"

Frieza raised an eyebrow, "And their names?"

"We don't know Sir, but one of them appears to bear a resemblance to Son Goku!"

Immediately, Frieza stood up from his chair. Now an expression of glee took over his face while he smacked his lips with anticipation, "Hohoho! So Son Goku has decided to come straight to the heart of the organization? Bring him in! I will relish tearing him apart this time."

The messenger nodded while Frieza stood up from his throne room. Finally, a group of figures walked in, headed by a man with familiar palm-tree hair and a neon blue scouter. His armor was that of old Saiyan armor, and he bore a youthful but cunning expression. The figures behind him were hooded, and their faces were entirely concealed as were their bodies. Frieza stared at the figure. Without even saying a word, a purple beam of energy slowly charged in Frieza's hand. Then, he fired it at the man.

"Can't you be more diplomatic Frieza?"

The man deflected the beam with his bare hand, shocking Frieza for a moment, "Hmm?"

A silence filled the throne room, until Frieza's voice spoke up, with a slight edge of anger, "You're not Son Goku. Your appearance and countenance is somewhat similar no doubt, but your voice was completely different."

The man smiled, and spoke again in his raspy yet eloquent voice, "Frieza. I've been wanting to meet you for a long time."

Frieza narrowed his eyes, thrashing his tail impatiently, "Who are you? I would say you're a Saiyan, but no normal Saiyan would have been able to deflect that Death Beam I just fired."

"I assure you Frieza, I am a Saiyan," the man said, spreading his arms in a mockingly invitational manner, "However, I've reached powers far beyond a Saiyan's wildest dreams."

The man clenched his fists together, "How about I demonstrate?"

With a sonorous yell, a yellow aura enveloped the man, and his hair turned an erect yellow, his eyes a teal green, and his ki a malevolent sea. Frieza frowned, "Super Saiyan. I've seen that before many times."

The Super Saiyan snickered, "Not like this one. Gauge my power."

Frieza gave a smirk in return, "Very well then, if it's an early death you want then it's an early death you shall get."

The emperor pushed his right hand back, charging a red sphere of energy. With a yell, he thrust his hands forward, blasting the Super Saiyan with a full on blast of raw, untamed power. The hooded figures gave gasps of shock in unison. However, Frieza instead smiled again, "You're lucky that we're in my throne room. If I had truly wanted to, I could have destroyed this entire room along with a good planet or two with that blast."

The Super Saiyan batted away the smoke quickly, "Am I lucky? Look at me. I'm completely unscratched."

Indeed, the Saiyan's body was immaculate. Frieza's eyes widened in shock, while the Super Saiyan spoke again, "As I said, I've attained powers that a normal Saiyan wouldn't even begin to dream of."

Frieza scowled, "Just how the hell did you do that? That blast should've obliterated you and your motley little gang!"

The Saiyan placed his hand forward, "There's no need for hostility Frieza. In fact, I've come to provide with you a truce. I want you to take me to different planets. Not only is this your goal after the Frieza Force was wiped out, but this goal also helps me as well."

"And what does this truce provide me with?"

"Power. The same power I used to deflect your beam. Surely with this power on your hands, you can exact revenge on this Son Goku whom you hate so dearly?"

Frieza glanced at the hand, and then took it, a slippery smile emerging on his face, "Well then, in that case. It'll be a pleasure to do business with you . . ."

"Turles," the Saiyan said.

Frieza repeated the phrase, "It'll be a pleasure to do business with you Turles."

A month later . . .

Earth . . .

Piccolo tossed off the weighted clothing easily, cracked his neck, and grinned, "Well Gohan, are you ready?"

Gohan nodded, taking off his glasses and placing them gently at the side. The gentle force he used with the glasses disappeared completely while he powered up, with a mighty and roaring white aura surrounding him. Piccolo smirked, "I can already tell, you've grown from the Tournament of Power."

Gohan nodded, "That may be so, but my power is still not equal to that of Dad or Vegeta's. If I want to defend Earth, I'll also need to be strong enough to defeat Frieza as well."

Suddenly, Piccolo's image faded. Multiple Piccolos appeared next to him, and they all said in unison, "Well then Gohan, let's see how you do."

Gohan narrowed his eyes, getting into a stance reminiscent of that from his Father's. A Piccolo suddenly leapt out, but Gohan dodged the attack and instead a powerful punch to the Piccolo's stomach, causing him to disappear. Gohan quickly leapt up, dodging an attack from a Piccolo as he knocked the clone down. Another grabbed Gohan from the back in a Full Nelson, allowing a Piccolo to charge up a blast in front of Gohan. A yellow aura surrounded Gohan while he took up the form of a Super Saiyan, blasting back the Piccolo clone and blinding the one charging the blast. The shining form of Super Saiyan Gohan now took over Piccolo's eyesight, and he gave a grin, "Heh, so your power in Super Saiyan's increased as well."

Gohan nodded, "I'll take this up a notch too."

Electricity now surrounded his aura, and Gohan's hair and gaze grew sharper. Piccolo formed even more clones, "Super Saiyan 2 eh? Well show me what you've got!"

Gohan rushed towards the Piccolo clones, knocking them all back. He leapt up towards the real Piccolo, who stared up in shock. Gohan kicked him back, unleashing the new power he had obtained during his training. Piccolo coughed out purple blood, while Gohan smiled, "Not bad eh?"

Piccolo smiled, "You let your guard down."

A Piccolo clone behind Gohan unleashed a ki blast, but Gohan leapt up, dodging the blast. Piccolo's eyes widened, "W-what?"

The blast hit Piccolo straight into the chest with a mighty concussive force. The Namekian groaned for a while, and then recovered from the wound, "Heh, your reflexes have improved as well. You're well on your way to becoming the next protector of Earth, one worthy of rivalling Goku and Vegeta."

A deep and gruff voice rang out, "Goku you say? I recognize that name. A certain acquaintance of mine is looking for that Son Goku, you mind tellin' me where he is?"

Gohan and Piccolo suddenly turned back in alarm, to see a hooded figure with a big stature. The hooded figure spoke again, "Well?"

Piccolo scowled, "What do you want with Son Goku?"

The hooded figure was silent, and then, in a rush of tremendous speed, he punched Piccolo in the stomach. The Namekian regurgitated a massive pile of purple blood while the figure chuckled, "How about I show you?"

Gohan charged at the figure, the electricity and radiant aura of Super Saiyan 2 now at full throttle. However, his punch was blocked by another hooded figure, only this hooded figure had a body hard enough to endure Gohan's fist. Gohan leapt back, "What the hell is this guy made of?"

The hooded figure instead replied in a monotonous voice, "Target not identified. Estimated power to be A- Level. High level threat."

Without a warning, beams traced out from the hooded figure's eyes and followed Gohan, who somersaulted back in a sequence of agile motions. Noticing that the beams were homing, Gohan took the chance to fly up into the air.

Elsewhere, Piccolo blocked an attack from the figure that he was fighting, and made an attempt for the figure's hood. The figure managed to dodge, and he tried to punch Piccolo's stomach, but Piccolo leapt up instead, kicking him down. Suddenly, Gohan's voice rang out, "Piccolo, watch out!"

Gohan was flying straight towards the hooded figure, and at the last minute, he swerved away from him. The homing beams were too slow, and they instead hit the figure Piccolo had been fighting. Piccolo turned towards Gohan "You're fighting one too?"

Gohan nodded, "I can't sense his energy, he must be an Android, or at the very least an Artificial Human of some type. His beams appear to be homing, and they pack quite a punch."

Piccolo's stare turned into one of alarm, "An Android? Could this be the posthumous work of Doctor Gero?"

Gohan narrowed his eyes, "I'm not sure, but I doubt it. First, he doesn't have a Red Ribbon insignia, and second, this guy seems a lot stronger than Cell. I'd be surprised if Gero had been hiding a trump card like this."

The figure that had been blasted by the beams slowly walked up, revealing a massive brute with red skin and an unfitting dark red ponytail. He turned towards the android in anger, "You idiot Cacao! Watch where you're aiming!"

Cacao responded, again in a mechanical and monotone voice, "Cacao apologizes for his error, Captain Amond. Cacao will be sure to avoid errors like this in the future."

Piccolo prepared himself, "Gohan, how about we switch? I'll take the Android, you take the other one."

The two swapped places, and Amond gave a hearty laugh, "Oho! I get the fun one eh?"

Gohan himself entered a battle stance, "I assure you, there's nothing fun about battling me."

Amond smacked his lips, "An A- Level Threat. We haven't had one like that in a while!"

In a rush of eagerness, Amond kicked off, charging at Gohan. The Super Saiyan 2 reciprocated the motion, charging at Amond at his top speed. A shockwave resonated throughout the plains, destroying several plateaus and signalling the meeting of both fists. Amond immediately attempted a follow-up, firing a rapid jab, but Gohan ducked. With a roar of strength, Gohan punched Amond in the abdomen, causing the brute to choke out blood. Amond wiped off the blood from his face and smirked, "Well then, you ain't too bad!"

A manic rage took over Amond's face, "C'mon, this is gettin' fun!"

This time, his speed increased, taking Gohan by surprise. Amond managed to land a solid blow to Gohan's jaw, pushing the Saiyan into a mountain with the sheer force of the attack. Amond raised up his hand, "Crusher Beam!"

A red blast of energy was suddenly fired at Gohan in an insanely fast velocity, but a golden aura signified that Gohan had freed himself from the mountain, dodging the attack. Elsewhere, Piccolo was having troubles breaking through Cacao's defense. A kick from the Namekian proved to be useless, as it didn't even budge Cacao.

"Power level at B+. Moderate level threat."

Piccolo smirked, "Heh, moderate level threat eh? I'm going to make you eat those words Android."

In both of Piccolo's hands were yellow spheres of energy. The Namekian threw the ki blasts and then generated new ones at astonishing speeds. Now, a volley of ki blasts surrounded Cacao. Piccolo brought his hands together, "Take this! Hellzone Grenade!"

The blasts all collided with Cacao as Piccolo panted with effort, "How's that for moderate?"

To his surprise, Cacao emerged with only several dents, "That was an impressive attack."

Piccolo gasped, the cloak and hood of the figure had been knocked off. Now, it revealed a marriage of biology and technology, a pink alien with his body morphed by mechanical parts. Cacao spoke again in his robotic monotone voice, "You appear to be a fighter from Planet Namek. However, something separates you from the other Namekians."

Piccolo scowled, 'Damn, this guy's tougher than I thought! Just what's with his armor?'

Cacao suddenly rushed at Piccolo, "Now, it shall be my turn. I will finish you with one blow."

A yell of pain resonated throughout the sky as Piccolo's body was torn in half by Cacao. The Android had ran through the Namekian's body, and oozes of purple blood were now coming from the severed torso of Piccolo. Gohan immediately stopped fighting Amond, "PICCOLO!"

Amond took this opportunity to blast Gohan in the chest at point-blank range, "You're fighting against me! Keep your attention here!"

However, Cacao's eyes widened with shock. A hole formed in his body, and Piccolo revealed his figure again, his hand warm from just releasing a ki blast. Piccolo gave a smile, "Did you really think I wouldn't take precautions against an enemy like you? I'll admit, that speed and power did catch me by surprise. Had I not substituted in a clone, I might've been done for."

Cacao turned around, his expression calm and robotic, "Trick analyzed. That will not work twice."

Piccolo nodded, "Well then, let's get on with the real fight."

Gohan recovered as well, "Heh, Piccolo's fighting skills haven't dwindled down a bit!"

Amond appeared in front of him, "Your guard is down!"

Gohan blocked the attack Amond fired, "No, your guard is down!"

The Super Saiyan 2 landed a solid punch to Amond's abdomen, forcing the soldier to gasp in pain. Amond took this chance to aim a solid jab at Gohan, which connected with his face. The two traded blows, both appearing to be equal. Amond reached into his pocket, pulling out a thorny red fruit, "Heh heh. Say your prayers now!"

Gohan narrowed his eyes, 'What the hell is that thing? Whatever it is, I'll need to get it out of his hand now!'

He charged towards Amond, but it was too late, Amond had taken a bite out of the fruit. Suddenly, the warrior's power skyrocketed, and he rammed his elbow into the charging Gohan's back, causing Gohan to emit a cry of shock and pain. Amond gave a roar of delight, "Hahaha! Now I can relish torturing the information out of you!"

Amond pounded Gohan's body with his fists brutally, "Come on warrior? Where was all that power you had earlier?"

Gohan grabbed onto Amond's fist this time, and yelled, "KAMEHAMEHA!"

A blue beam of energy consumed Amond as Gohan fired a One-Handed Kamehameha wave. The Saiyan quickly leapt back, his body bruised and battered. Piccolo now met Gohan as well, his body in a similar condition. Cacao and Amond stood, ready to finish their respective opponents.

Gohan glanced at Piccolo, "Stand back a bit, I'm gonna go all out."

Piccolo complied with the request, and a white aura surrounded Gohan while his golden hair faded back to a black and as a bang began growing. Gohan's aura increased in magnitude greatly, and again, electricity began sparking all over his body.

"Power levels at S. Must terminate now," said Cacao.

Amond gazed in shock, "What the hell is this power this guy's releasing? Who is this guy?"

Cacao fired a beam of energy, "Must terminate NOW!"

Gohan deflected it, with his gaze now serious and his ki now gargantuan. He turned towards Amond and Cacao, "Now then, what do you want with Son Goku?"

Amond staggered back, "C-could you be Son Goku?"

Gohan shook his head, "No. I'm not Son Goku. I'm someone different."

In a flash, Gohan appeared behind the stunned Amond, who turned his neck slowly to see Gohan's figure flying past him. In the blink of an eye, Gohan kicked Amond back, sending shockwaves of power throughout the battlefield, "I'm Son Gohan."

Amond spat out blood, and then the kick revealed its true power, sending Amond flying directly into several mountains. Gohan now fixed his eyes onto Cacao, "Well then Android. You ready for round two?"

Cacao muttered, "Target acquired. Firing!"

Two beams shot out of Cacao's eyes, but Gohan deflected them with his arm easily. The Saiyan stared up, "Hm? Those were a lot weaker than I was expecting them to be. What happened?"

Cacao narrowed his eyes, "Target not damaged."

Suddenly, cannons popped out of his back, and they all began charging up a blue sphere of energy, "Need to use last option."

Cacao's eyes widened, "FIRE!"

Gohan stared calmly and the impending blast. Piccolo yelled in shock while a massive blue dome-like explosion encompassed the land. The Namekian growled, "Gohan! You fool!"

However, his worries were squashed when Gohan emerged from the attack, with but a few nicks, "Not to worry Piccolo. It's as you said, I've grown stronger since the Tournament of Power."

Gohan's body disappeared into a white flash, and when he reappeared, his figure was behind Cacao. The Android stared back, not comprehending what happened to him, until his body began to crack and explode. Amond recovered, staring in shock, "Wh-what the hell?!"

Piccolo stood over him, his hand raised and ready to blast Amond into oblivion, "Stay down. You'll be met with the same fate as that guy over there if you become too reckless."

A smooth and beguiling voice came from the shadows, "Ah, very well done. Very well done indeed."

Amond's countenance changed immediately from despairing to joyful, "He's here . . . he's here! It's all over for you!"

Piccolo frowned, "Gohan, stand back a bit. I've got a bad feeling about whoever that's talking."

Gohan shook his head, "No. I can sense his ki. He's definitely stronger than the last guys, but it's nothing I can't handle."

"Nothing you can't handle eh? Well then, let me power up a bit," said the voice.

A yellow aura spiked out, destroying the darkness surrounding the figure easily. Gohan scowled, "Super Saiyan from the get-go eh? But this ki I'm feeling, whoever this guy is, he's not a regular Super Saiyan."

"Indeed, you have that right," the figure slowly walked out of the shadows.

When Gohan got a look of his darkened face, his eyes widened with shock, "D-dad?"

The figure gave a deep chuckle, "Dad? What silly terms are you referring to boy? I am not your father."

Piccolo nodded, "Indeed. This ki is too malicious for Goku's."

Gohan scowled, "W-who the hell are you?"

The figure spoke again, "You want a name? Then how about Turles? By the way, that was some power you demonstrated, let's see if you can execute that level of strength again."

A familiar voice rang out, "No Turles, this one is my prey."

Turles gave a look of shock, and then nodded, "Very well . . . Lord Frieza."

Gohan quickly leapt up, dodging a Death Beam that hit the ground. Piccolo turned around, "Frieza! So this is your doing!"

Frieza emerged out of the shadows as well, his grin malicious and his countenance gleeful, "Hohoho! I told you that I would get my revenge."

Gohan turned towards Frieza now, "Damn it! So you're the one behind this!"

Frieza powered up, his purple aura consuming the skies and forcing clouds upon them, "I've been waiting for a second chance for revenge."

Gohan narrowed his eyes, "You're not getting away! I've been training just so I can defeat you!"

Frieza yelled with power, and his body became golden-clad. Piccolo growled, "Damn it . . . Frieza's power is unreal!"

Even Gohan's determined stance began to waver a bit from the deluge of malicious power that Frieza now unleashed. The Golden Emperor finished transforming, and stared Gohan straight in the eye, "Well, shall we begin?"

Gohan nodded, "I will end you right here!"

With that, the two brave fighters charged at each other. On Frieza's face was pleasure and excitement, while Gohan's face showed a resolute valor to protect the Earth.