Dragon Ball Fukkatsu

Turles Saga

Chapter 2

Devastation

"Ohohohoho!" Frieza gave a freakish bone-chilling laugh.

A shiver crawled down Gohan's shoulder with the agility of a spider. The Saiyan narrowed his eyes, preparing his stance, 'I can't let my guard down any second!'

Piccolo stood next to Gohan, "Gohan, we'll take them together."

Again, however, the silky smooth voice of Turles rang out, "Not today Namekian. You'll have to deal with me."

A blast was fired into the back of Piccolo, who gasped in pain. This time, however, Turles was in his base state with a relaxed look on his face. Gohan turned back in alarm, but Frieza had taken this moment to strike. A punch was landed into Gohan's abdomen, and the Saiyan gasped out in pain. Frieza smirked, "Such weak sentimentality. That caring about others will cost you in this match."

With his tail, Frieza smacked Gohan back into several mountains. The Golden Emperor stretched out his arms, "My army will be coming in a few moments. Let me assist you Son Gohan, by eradicating all those ties you've ever had!"

As he spoke, Frieza again gave his signature laugh. However, Gohan leapt out, "I've been training just so I can defeat you Frieza!"

He aimed a kick which Frieza blocked with his forearm, "Hm? There was some power behind that after all."

Gohan somersaulted back before Frieza could retaliate with a blow of his own, 'What the hell? His power, it's on a different level than it was in the Tournament of Power!'

Frieza smirked, "Well then, how do you plan on defeating me, Leader of Universe 7?"

Gohan scowled, "Don't take me lightly!"

The Saiyan backflipped over straight above Frieza. Frieza laughed, "You insolent fool!"

However, Gohan placed both of his hands at his face, "Solar Flare!"

Frieza suddenly covered his eyes, "W-what the?"

Gohan quickly charged up a blast, "MASENKO!"

The yellow blast grew in magnitude quickly, consuming the figure of Frieza at point-blank range. The brilliant golden hue of the blast was seen from miles away, and the sheer destructive force caused a gargantuan dome-like explosion. Piccolo turned around, "Whoa…"

Turles frowned, "Hm. I wasn't expecting a Saiyan or Frieza to be this powerful. What a turn of events."

Piccolo smiled, "Heh. In our Universe, our Saiyans trained to surpass the Gods themselves. In doing so, they've managed to unlock Godly variants of a Super Saiyan."

Turles looked towards Piccolo with an expression of disgust, "Hm. Godly variants of a Super Saiyan you say? So they've merely imitated the power of a God. How disappointing."

Piccolo powered up, "I wouldn't be so condescending if I were you. The power of those forms rivals that of Frieza's and Gohan's."

Turles nodded, "My dear friend, surely you don't think that I've been staying in hiding this long without an ace in the hole?"

An expression of shock passed by quickly on Piccolo's face, "Ace in the hole you say? How about I make you show me that!"

The Namekian leapt towards Turles, but a youthful voice responded, "Piccolo, you're no match for him alone."

Piccolo stopped midway, and an expression of relief passed over his face, "Number 17. I was hoping for some assistance."

Indeed, Android 17 was now standing behind Turles. His hand was placed on Turles's back. The Saiyan noticed his presence and looked back, but Android 17 merely said, "It's over. Goodbye."

A blue sphere of energy blasted Turles back, and then exploded at a distance far away from the two. Piccolo smiled, "Heh, that was quick of you."

Android 17 nodded, "I don't really like dragging things out. If I can end him there, then I will."

Piccolo immediately asked another question, "How'd you get here so fast?"

"The shockwaves from the clash was causing earthquakes on the island I was protecting. I felt the ki coming from here, and I decided that the best course of action was to let my co-workers handle the animals while I came here to deal with the real threat."

Piccolo nodded, "I'm glad you came. You may be the best chance we have now of defeating Frieza . . ."

Elsewhere, a few moments ago . . .

Gohan panted, 'Damn . . . that Masenko took up a lot of ki.'

The smoke generated suspense, carefully hiding back the results of Gohan's energy onslaught. An impatient tail thrashed about, clearing away all the smoke and revealing an agitated Frieza, "Tch . . . you damned monkey child."

Frieza appeared with a few bruises and a countenance of annoyance. Gohan's eyes widened, 'What the hell? That didn't do nearly as much damage as I'd been anticipating.'

In Frieza's hand was a red aura of power, and then Frieza's face turned into that of a sadist's, "I'll make sure you experience as much pain as possible before you die."

Gohan growled in response, and a white aura flared up around him, "I won't let you harm this Earth and its inhabitants any longer! Father may have let you live, but I'm ending this game now!"

The two charged at each other, gold clashing with white. An explosive shockwave of energy resonated throughout the battlefield as their elbows met. Frieza aimed a jab, but Gohan ducked. With a hand, Gohan planted a ki blast onto Frieza's abdomen. The Emperor attempted to strike Gohan again, but the Saiyan swerved to the side quickly. Gohan clenched his fist, "NOW!"

The ki blast exploded right onto Frieza. Gohan narrowed his eyes, 'The only chance I'll have of defeating him is to get up close and personal and strike him with my most powerful attacks. If we both hit each other, the tradeoff will be uneven; I'll suffer more damage ultimately.'

Again, Frieza charged at Gohan immediately after the attack. Gohan's eyes widened, surprised at Frieza's speed. In an instant, the Golden Emperor managed to kick Gohan down and then continued the onslaught with a barrage of Death Beams. It was at this moment that Piccolo turned around, "GOHAN!"

The Namekian charged towards Frieza, who gave a laugh, "Ohohoho. I have no quarrels with killing you as well Namekian. But, I did promise my comrade some more fun."

Piccolo suddenly yelled in pain while Turles appeared from behind him, firing a blast of energy that obliterated his right arm. Android 17 glanced up in shock, "Turles. He's still alive!"

Now, Turles was a Super Saiyan, and on his mouth was a sadistic grin, "Hehehe. I'm going to enjoy this Namekian."

Before Turles could blast Piccolo again though, Android 17 had flown up. The Android gave a yell as he kicked the Saiyan back into a plateau. Piccolo turned towards 17 and gave a smile of gratitude as he regenerated his arm. Turles flew up immediately, blasting off his surroundings with a golden wave of power. He turned towards Android 17, "You possess a magnificent amount of power. How would you like to join my ranks?"

Android 17 frowned, "Join your ranks. And why would I do that?"

Turles smiled, and the Super Saiyan suddenly procured a fruit, "If you join me, I promise that I will give you the pathway to infinite power."

Turles took a bite of the fruit, "Here . . . allow me to demonstrate!"

The malicious aura of the Super Saiyan exploded while both 17 and Piccolo stared in alarm. Turles gave a maniacal laugh, "Unlimited power . . . right at my fingertips!"

Piccolo frowned, "It's as I thought. He has a source for these fruits. With that fruit, he can gain a gargantuan increase in power. We have to take him down now."

Android 17 nodded, "I see."

Suddenly, Android 17 turned towards Piccolo's back, quickly forming a barrier between the two. His barrier was well-timed, as a massive red beam of energy passed by the shield. Piccolo turned back, "Damn! It's one of his henchman."

17 nodded towards Piccolo, "You'll handle him. I'll handle the Super Saiyan."

Turles glanced at 17, "Well, I'm assuming that's a no to my offer?"

17 smiled, "You're right. I'll handle you by myself."

Turles frowned, "Your cockiness really does anger me. How about I teach you a thing or two!"

Turles's aura flared up again, but this time electricity surrounded his body. 17 narrowed his eyes, 'His power . . . it's incredible. He's not accessing the same Godly transformations that Son Goku and Vegeta are capable of doing, and yet his strength is on par with them.'

However, 17 had no time to recollect his thoughts. Turles pushed off, aiming a kick at 17 quickly. The Android formed a barrier, blocking the kick. In response, 17 formed a verdant blade with his hand, attempting to cut Turles. The Saiyan dodged the strike, and responded with a small purple sphere of energy. 17 countered with his own blue sphere of energy, and in an instant, the two had disappeared into mere flashes. Finally, the first hit was landed. 17 had punched Turles directly in the stomach, sending the Super Saiyan 2 crashing into the ground. The Android leveraged this chance quickly, "Super Electric Strike!"

Two arcing emerald ki blades of power crashed into the ground, and 17 knew that he had made a direct hit. The Android narrowed his eyes, 'I still need to figure out his power a little more.'

Right as he said that, Turles zoomed out of the rubble. 17's eyes widened, the speed increase with which he zoomed out was incredibly faster than what he had been used to. Turles rushed at 17 with the newfound speed, and then the two met fists. 17 scowled, "What trick did you do there? That sudden increase of speed went far beyond your limits in your current state of power."

Turles gave a malicious smirk, "Beat me and see."

17 fired a jab, but again, Turles suddenly sped up, dodging the attack and managing to land a successful blow onto 17's stomach. The Android coughed, and Turles yelled, "Violet Destruction!"

The blast sent 17 flying into the air, where it exploded into a brilliant combination of violet and black. Turles gave a smirk, "I will say. That attack you sent excited me. I guess my Saiyan cells just can't help but enjoy a real match."

17 zoomed out of the blast, his shirt ragged and ripped. The Android recovered quickly though, flying face to face with Turles in an intense staredown. The Saiyan began laughing, "Impressive! What wondrous power. This may prove to be a greater challenge than I thought."

17 scowled, "The way you're acting - you still have more of those fruits don't you?"

Turles raised his hand up in a smirk, "Guilty as charged."

Android 17 narrowed his eyes, 'I'm in a predicament here. If he can transform like Son Goku and Vegeta, I can't even begin to think of how powerful he may be . . . maybe even stronger than the likes of Jiren.'

The stoic Pride Trooper's image appeared in 17's mind. The Android shook it off, "I've dealt with opponents stronger than Gods before. I can sure as hell deal with you!"

Turles laughed, "Stronger than Gods? Your words pique my interest friend. How about you show me some of your true abilities!"

The two again charged at each other, locked in a tight struggle.

Meanwhile . . .

Piccolo stared down Amond, "That was quite the scummy attack you tried there."

Amond merely smiled, his grin giving Piccolo a sense of uneasiness, "You might want to help your friend there. There's no way he can defeat Lord Turles."

Piccolo turned towards the intense clashes of 17 and Turles, "Oh, you mean Android 17? I have more than enough faith in him."

Amond had appeared in front of Piccolo while he was spectating the battle. The fighter tried to punch Piccolo, but the Namekian had flown up, evading the attack, "I thought you would try a dirty trick like that."

Amond scowled and flew up to meet Piccolo, attempting another strike that Piccolo dodged. The Namekian fired a blast that hit Amond's stomach, sending him crashing into a mountain, "Indeed, you outstrip me in terms of raw power. However, my fighting experience is vastly greater than yours - a worthy consequence for cheating your way up the food chain."

Amond blasted back the mountain he was about to land in, "Tch . . . you're arrogant Namekian. Let's erase some of that arrogance!"

Suddenly, three more hooded figures appeared behind Piccolo. The presence of the figures elicited expressions of recognition from all the fighters. Indifference from Frieza, shock from Gohan, happiness from Turles, and worry from 17. Piccolo's eyes widened greatly, "Damn it. What the hell?!"

However, the hooded figures summoned by Amond were answered by another group of warriors. Krillin had shredded the cloak of a smaller figure with his Destructo Disc, revealing a tiny misshapen purple fighter. Tien had kicked down the cloak of another, showing a similar figure to the one Krillin had been fighting. Yamcha and Master Roshi had both double-teamed a taller figure, who narrowly evaded their joint attack.

Piccolo gave a smile of relief, "Heh, and I thought I was done for."

Amond charged towards the Namekian, "Don't get too cocky!"

This time, Piccolo's fist met Amond's, and the two fighters were locked in a tight struggle. The battle had begun, and the battlefield was set.

Frieza looked upon this turn of events with a gleeful grin, "Now all of you are in the same place for me to kill, how wonderful!"

Gohan yelled, "I will not let you kill anyone! This match will be different from last time!"

Frieza turned his attention to Gohan, "Oh really? It looks like it's been mostly the same? You're still weaker than me, you little brat. After I kill you, I'll relish taking my time for the others, and then, I'll hang your corpses up for Son Goku to find! The look on his face will be priceless. Ohohoho!"

Gohan gave a roar of rage while he kicked off the ground at Frieza. The Saiyan moved at speeds breaking his previous limit, surprising Frieza. Gohan gave a yell while he punched Frieza, "You damn bastard! Don't you talk about my friends like that!"

The Saiyan gave another punch directed towards Frieza's abdomen, and then, Gohan kicked Frieza to the ground. An azure sphere of energy formed in Gohan's hand. The Saiyan gave a courageous yell, "KAMEHAMEHA!"

The blue beam consumed Frieza's figure, and Gohan's eyes showed the same determination and power as Goku's. With a yell, Gohan increased the strength of his Kamehameha, "I'M NOT LETTING YOU WIN!"

The intense strength of the Kamehameha caused the ground beneath Frieza to crack, and eventually, Frieza's figure was sent a solid five meters underground. At last, the Kamehameha dissipated into the air, leaving behind a very tired Gohan. The Saiyan's eyes widened with alarm as the familiar figure of Frieza rose into the air slowly. The Emperor's countenace was now one of rage, "You damned monkey. That's the last time you will ever hurt me like that!"

Gohan grit his teeth, "Come at me Frieza!"

The Emperor complied with his demand, and the two were engaged in another intense clash. Frieza finally kicked Gohan back, and then charged up a Death Ball, "Say goodbye!"

He threw the Death Ball, demolishing Gohan's surroundings and causing purple electricity to sparkle throughout the city. When the smoke emerged, Gohan's defeated and battered body was laid on a crater. Frieza laughed, a laugh of both rage and glee, "Ohohoho! Now I shall finish this game once and for all!"

A Death Beam charged up in Frieza's hand, and he fired it. The entire battlefield suddenly seemed to be moving in slow motion. Piccolo turned around, giving a look of shock and despair. Krillin yelled out, but no sound could be heard. Tien, Yamcha, and Master Roshi all stared ahead, transfixed with shock. Even 17's stare showed astonishment. At the last minute though, a figure cloaked in blue aura deflected the beam. Frieza's mouth tightened nto a cruel leer slowly. Piccolo's look changed from despair to relief. Turles switched his attention from 17 to the figure, as did the other cloaked fighters engaged in fighting with the Z Fighters. When the smoke cleared, everybody saw that the being who deflected the beam was none other than Son Goku.

Next to him stood Vegeta, who stared at Frieza with a smirk, "Well then Frieza. Have you come to take your revenge on the Earth again?"

Goku narrowed his eyes, "We're here to stop you Frieza!"

With that, the blue aura around Goku intensified, while the Saiyan called on the power of Super Saiyan Blue and charged straight towards Frieza.