Yo! Son Goku and friends! The Saiyan Saga (Finale)
The Raid on Planet Vegeta
Objective: Learn the whereabouts of Bardock and Turles!
Side but debatably more important Objective: Win VS King Vegeta!
"Prepare for entry, Tien!" Bulma yelled, a small earpiece in her right ear.
Tien nodded. A black and yellow spacesuit with a helmet guarded the three eyed man from the elements. Krillin stood next to him, his suit's left arm hung limply in the atmosphere before The New Turtle Grandmaster hit a handsign and sprouted the limb. The pair looked at each other and nodded.
"We're there in 10!"
Tien and Krillin's eyes lit ablaze as they neared the blue orb.
"9!"
Tien shifted his hands forward as did Krillin and they started to mime the motions for a barrier.
"8! 7! Guys! Is everyone ready in the docking bay!?"
"Yeup." Yamcha signed off with a yawn, wearing the traditional turtle hermit gi, no undershirt and complete with black kung fu shoes. "Phu~" He blew a gust of air at the little dangly hair in front of his eyes.
"6!"
"Ready Bulma!" Goku called out, jumping up and down in his blue Cheongsam and red Titans cap.
"Goku?"
"What is it, Yamcha?"
"That's my hat." He said with a pointer finger.
"It is?"
"Yeah…"
"Do you want it back?" He questioned, taking it off and presenting it to The Wolf.
"No." Yamcha replied with a smile. "I gave that one to Gohan."
"Oh! Huh-Hah! Gohan gave this one to me so that I could remember him on the trip!"
"That's cute…" Yamcha smiled and faced forward to the large metal door of the landing bay.
"5! Piccolo!?"
"Ready."
"Raditz!?"
"I was born ready, Bitch! Let's get it moving!"
"4!"
Everyone felt the ship's turbulence as it neared its landing. Bulma looked at the blue grass and dark brown dirt before a video popped up on her screen.
"Who is this!?" A man with a deep widow's peak and dark chocolate spiky hair and a beard yelled at Bulma.
Bulma touched a button on the console and the man's demands played out over the intercom. She spoke softly into the mic.
"You might want to get ready, Tien, Krillin."
The pair nodded and raised their hands.
"I'm Bulma! We're from Earth!"
"Earth…" The man's eyes widened. "What happened to my son!? He went to your planet 2 years ago!"
"3!"
"I demand an answer!"
"Our best fighter Son Goku challenges you to single combat! You're King Vegeta, right!?"
"Hee-hee-haugh-haugh!" Goku laughed out goofily as the scarred blue haired executive yelled over the comms.
"That I am."
"Well he's a Saiyan too! Do you accept!?"
The King's previously harsh demeanor formed into a smile and he nodded looking over at something off screen.
"If your fleet manages to get to the throne room, you've got a deal… Bulma." He cut the line and the image blurred into static.
"Fire at those ponces! They're not with my son!" He waved his hand and his cape flared dramatic.
Fwuof! Dunk~Dunk!
Cannons from the guard tower lined up shots and fired enormous spheres of black metal.
"Guys!" Bulma called out worriedly as she saw the massive guns ready up.
Tien's third eye sniped it even as far away as he was.
"Krillin! Now! 2 o' clock!"
"Right!"
The pair motioned their hands as if they were laying down bricks. Tien's energy was a distinct yellow glass while Krillin's was a reflective white nothingness. It had hexagonal patterns on it that mimicked a turtle shell.
DWANN~Krrrrrrrrst!
"Ye-heah!" Tien yelled as they blocked the two massive balls of iron.
"Great job, guys! We're landing! Get reeeeady!"
The Saiyans at the guard tower threw their hands up in hysterics.
"They've got good defence systems! They're gonna land!"
Bulma pressed a large red button from the cockpit and the large door started to fold down from the top.
"Not yet, guys!"
Her callout barely saved Goku from jumping off as Piccolo caught him by the collar with his long arm. Bulma whipped the huge ship around like it was a sports car and not a titan of a spacecraft.
"Krillin, Tien!"
"Right!" Krillin called back immediately as he and Tien turned around and started running down the other half of the ship.
The hatch fully opened and the four front line fighters stood stoic as the winds of the ship kicked up at them. Goku unsheathed the Power Pole and stuck it firmly on the ground left of him. He tightened his baseball cap and smiled. Piccolo stood with the same stoicism he always has. Yamcha hyped himself up with a couple of light jumps while Raditz laughed loudly and proudly, arms crossed just like the Green Man's.
"Hah-Hah-HAH! Last time I was back here I was bitch made! Your time has come, Turles! I'm going to get you back for all those years! Hah-Hah!"
"GO!" Bulma yelled over the intercom.
Launch and the sisters filed in behind the quartet. Goku turned around, waved to the girls with his right hand and hit a gainer off the ship. Piccolo walked forward and simply dropped off. Yamcha hit a zig zag and kicked off the wall as he left while Raditz walked forward with swagger like he was on the runway.
"Bye girls!" He said without turning back, only waving a right hand behind him. His pink haiwaiin shirt wavering in the intense winds.
Raditz landed next to The Wolf and he asked:
"Where's R&D?"
"That one!" Raditz yelled loudly over the gale winds, pointing at what looked to be the left wing of the enormous compound.
Planet Vegeta was broken up into 3 sectors: The Castle where King and Prince Vegeta as well as the elites lived. Also where most of the Rejuvenation Chambers are located.
Research and Development: A building to the left of The Castle where scientists endeavor better ways to make technology, use ki techniques, or how to better Saiyan biology and the power of the Oozaru.
And the barracks: Where most of the Saiyan force not dedicated to any of the Cold Estate planets would live.
An enormous white marble staircase led up to a tall and well lavished building with banners and a royal blue carpet. Goku yelled loudly back to his brother.
"Is that the castle!?"
"Yes!" Raditz replied as Yamcha darted off to the building on the left, crossing up and dashing around dumbfounded employees.
"So King Vegeta's gonna be in there!?"
"Most likely! Be careful, brother!"
Goku hit his pseudo salute and sprinted up the steps, red pole in hand, Piccolo right on his tail. The Kai student laughed and giggled like a child as he hopped off the backs of well armoured Saiyans. They yelled in anger at such disrespect but Piccolo set them straight, knocking hoards of them out of the way with long snappy arcs of his arms, tripping them up and causing them to fall down the epic staircase.
"A Namek!?" One of them called out as he readied his rifle, checking his scouter.
Delelelelele~leet!
"18,400!?" He screamed in disbelief as Piccolo checked the gut with a boot, actually smashing the armour in and cracking the rib plates.
"Not bad…" Piccolo smiled to himself as the guard fell onto the steps.
He shot a round of red plasma at Piccolo's face but missed as The Demon dodged by just a hair with expertly calculated movement.
"Mongrel." He said with a laugh, putting him to sleep with a left palm strike on the nose.
WHOKK!
"This Namek's a threat!" One guy yelled over his purple scouter, launching a beam at his large white cape.
Piccolo turned around with his left hand clenched on his cape. A yellow light enveloped the cape like it was being shined on by sunlight as The Demon pirouetted. The blue beam was swept away like nothing by the large white fabric and Piccolo smiled at the Saiyan wickedly.
"Elites! We need the elites ASA~"
Piccolo stopped his comms immediately with a right roundhouse, smashing in the Saiyan's helmet and sending him careening into a white column on the other side of the compound, opposite of R&D.
"My liege." Nappa kneeled in front of King Vegeta.
Nappa wore a tight black bodysuit covering his large muscular frame the whole way round. He had the standard issue black with pauldrons and tassets.
"Get up, they need you outside." He put a warm hand on Nappa's left shoulder.
"My liege..? What about you?"
"They promised me a Saiyan's duel. I agreed if they could get their best man in here."
"But it's…"
"Saiyan's honour."
Nappa looked down to the white tile and nodded. The burly Saiyan stood up tall and slapped his face twice.
"Alright!" He roared just before he stomped down the hallway.
King Vegeta strided regally into the empty black throne room and sat down. Inhaling slowly with a smile on his face.
Goku broke out in a run and hopped over squadron after squadron. Skipping off the air and using the Power Pole to vault and continue his movement. Nappa ran out the main hall and came face to face with the young Saiyan.
"Hiya!" Goku cheerily smiled as he dipped past Nappa with a spinning juke.
"WHAT!?" Nappa yelled as Goku kicked off one of the columns and entered the palace. "You little-"
Piccolo stopped him cold in his tracks as his white cape flourished from out of nowhere. The Demon smiled and Nappa grit his teeth, settling deep into his stance. Tora broke out into a run from the bottom of the stairs and met up with Nappa.
"What's going on!?"
"Don't know but keep your guard up, this Namek's something else!"
Yamcha dashed with incredible lightning fast speed, denting in the huge hangar door that blocked off entrance to R&D. Guards swarmed around him but The Wolf paid no mind as he slammed roundhouse after roundhouse into the large metal door.
DWANGG!
He backpedaled and went for it again.
DWANN!
He rebounded off of his right roundhouse, hopping on one leg before dashing right back again.
TANGG! DWANN! DWANG!
He hopped up and down after he connected with the last right, furrowing his brow as the large entrance dented inwards. Guards from all around fired rounds at The Wolf but he dodged them all with five backhandsprings. On the fifth, Yamcha kicked off the ground with all his might and crashed into the door with a right claw, sending the titanic entrance grinding along the hallway inside.
"AIIEEEEEEE!" TWONN! Skreeeeeeeeeee~
"He just pushed in the door!? Who the hell are these guys!?"
Yamcha sprinted into the hallway, slashing his way through guard after guard. Kicking off the walls in deft displays of athleticism. Raditz came crashing through, knee lifting a guard and sending the others packing with a monstrous explosion of pink ki.
"Shining Friday!"
KA-KOOOOOMMM!
"Aaaaaaaagh!" The screams of the torched roared on as Raditz ran after The Wolf.
Yamcha was stuck once again, another thick barricade stopping his momentum. Raditz met up with The Wolf and the two of them broke through in one strike. Raditz with the haymaker of legends and Yamcha with a stepping left thrust kick. The wall crashed into the left side of the hallway, causing an echoing commotion to blare throughout the building once again. A siren started playing in the halls, punctuated by red lights flashing down at the two intruders. Yamcha and Raditz both smiled cockily.
"Not bad, 4 for 5."
"I try."
Yamcha got into Wasteland Stance as Raditz checked the various maps and items along the walls. They got into the next segment of the hallway which had glass look-in windows to watch labs take place. Various pieces of equipment shattered as The Wolf slammed Saiyan after Saiyan into the rooms with his roundhouses. Raditz nodded his head and cracked his knuckles, stepping into the hallway with renewed resolve.
Yamcha blitzed past half the guards and connected against the biggest Saiyan in the hallway with a jump kick, blasting him all the way down the hall, a sonic boom tearing out into the rest of the building. The various employees didn't look excited but they grit their teeth and pursued anyway, running after Raditz. The Saiyan slammed a right overhand into the nearest one, grabbing him by the face and throwing him into the glass nearby.
KRSHH! WHOKK! THMM!
He connected with a right leg, sending another guard into the wall on the right side, preparing to meet the next in the line-up by grabbing onto the top of his Saiyan armour and slamming a headbutt on the unfortunate man's nose.
"Gah!" The random cried out as threw him like a bowling ball, knocking down several Saiyans in the hallway.
Yamcha went to town, tearing all the firearms into uselessness with his claws.
SCING~SING~SWING!
"AIIEEEEEE!" He screamed as he connected with his can-can kicks against a hapless guard.
His head smashed against the ceiling and his helmet broke, causing him to flop limply back onto the chrome floor. The Wolf dashed through the hall and slammed another right claw onto the last Saiyan, flooring him and causing the small dude to slide across the metal paneling.
"It's just past here!" Raditz yelled from behind, throwing a guard through the glass and pointing at yet another thick wall separating them from their goal.
Tien took off his helmet and landed in front of the ship, throwing the glass orb up to his girlfriend. He had a hard time taking off the suit but he eventually got that off as well. Krillin did the same, leaving his suit and helmet on the floor. Tien wore a yellow tank top that contrasted well against his green gi pants and black kung fu shoes. Krillin wore his new turtle hermit fit and the pair got ready against the onslaught of foes. Tien shifted his focus up to that of the tower on the right side of the main building. He furrowed his brow as guards crowded around.
"Krillin!"
"Hmm?" He replied with a grunt, readying his stance, right arm behind his head.
"That tower! I think that's where they fired their weapons from!"
"Gotcha!"
The pair shot a singular glance at each other and it said all it needed to.
"You keep it locked down!" Krillin yelled as he flew off into the air with a burst of wind.
Vyuuuuu~
Tien rotated his shoulders and took on the crane stance with deliberation, light dust kicking up around him. Yulin and Pao jumped from the ship, landing on either side of him, preparing for the fight the Saiyans brought.
"I'm in!" Goku yelled over the comms, his echoey footsteps in the marble halls easily caught by the audio.
Krillin tore through the air and dodged the yellow sniper rounds of energy on his way up to the guard tower. The Saiyans panicked as Krillin yelled with his whole chest, punching through the window and landing on the floor in a combat roll.
"HYAHH!" KRSHHHH!
The four guards rushed him, two on each side. Krillin's eyes darted around quick and he chose the left side, counter-hitting the linear approach of the first guy with a jumping left kick to the face.
"Ack!" He cried out as he tumbled onto the floor.
Krillin kept his hangtime, fighting off the rest in a flurry of fists and feet before sending the second one packing with a right boot aimed at the ceiling. She flew up before Krillin finished the job, spinning around and delivering a back thrust kick with his left. The woman was struck in the armour and flew through the glass in a bombastic display.
DMM-KLASHH!
Krillin landed from the ordeal and parried the combination of blows the last two had lined up before he threw an elbow at his foe on the right. He doubled over, grabbing his nose as the other still pursued the enemy. Krillin looked for his moment and hit a one-handed Solar Flare.
"Solar~Flaare!"
ZNNNN~
"Wha~" The dude whimpered out as he backstepped and fell on his ass.
Krillin followed through on the one he hit previously, tripping him up with a full sweep, tossing him in the air from the impressive speed. Krillin got in low and yelled with all his power, lining up a mean right uppercut on the falling man's right cheekbone.
WHOKK!
The guy hit the ceiling with a harsh sound before falling to the ground weakly. The stunned recipient of the Solar Flare just backed up against one of the chairs before Krillin took it easy on him and knocked him out with a backfist.
"Whew~" He let out in a sigh before looking at the large terminal. "I guess blowing this thing up's not the worst idea."
Krillin backed up and gathered the familiar blue light in his hands.
"Ka-Me-Ha-Me~"
Yamcha and Raditz broke through the barricade, various non-fighters raised their hands and backed away.
"HAH-HAH-HAH!"
One of them checked their scouter and opened their eyes wide in disbelief.
"Raditz!? Tha-that's you!?"
"But of course! Who else could it be!?"
"You're… your power level is almost that of The King's."
Raditz smiled and lifted his hands up cockily.
"Sometimes you just got to let em' know, now get out of my way!"
KLANGG!
He knocked a table over and the feeble men scurried out of the room and out into the hallway. Raditz stepped forward and started typing into the computer terminal. He feverishly clicked and clacked on the large keyboard as Yamcha kept watch outside.
"Kakarot…" He thought out loud as he typed it into the large keyboard of the machine.
"Hragh!" Piccolo grunted as he booted Nappa onto the white marble steps with authority. The yellow rinds on the front of his armour cracked inwards and fell off.
"This damn Namek is so much stronger…" He coughed out, wiping the blood from his moustache.
Tora yelled with fury, coming from behind Piccolo with a left handed chop. The Demon prepared a sparking yellow dazzle of ki in his index and middle finger. He blocked the blow with his left hand and sent out the pulse of energy with his right, turning Tora's right arm into a block of iron. Tora's back gave out under the weight and he took an involuntary kneel in front of the Green Man. Piccolo smiled quickly before he grabbed the Saiyan's face and smashed it into the topmost step, cracking it thoroughly.
"HUA~"
Before Nappa could even finish yelling, Piccolo's left palm was already pointed at him.
"Masenko!"
VYOOOO~Ka-KOOMM! KrrrrrOCK!
The yellow blast impacted Nappa's chest armour, dulling the blow, but not enough to stop Piccolo from sending him packing and through supporting columns of the castle. His antennae wavered and a light blue circles sent out like sonar from them.
"Any troubles?"
"Doin' just fine!" Tien roared back as he and the sisters easily beat back the forces charging them.
Krillin hopped down from the guard tower and landed next to Piccolo.
"No troubles on my end."
"We've got it locked down here!" Yamcha yelled in response.
Piccolo turned around in a hurry, his white cape snapping as he entered the white halls of the castle, red and blue banners hanging down the hallway. Krillin nodded and hoofed it down the steps, returning to guard the ship. Emperor Cold raised a brow as he floated in the air.
"Now what is this? I'm very glad we waited." He mimed his left hand in a dramatic maneuver and a wine glass floated over to him. The Emperor took a pompous sip, not even raising his hands, the glass just tilting into his mouth like it were on strings.
Goku's frantic footsteps echoed into the grand throne room. Stained glass windows littered the cylindrical walls in four epic depictions of Saiyan dominance. Two banners hung down from what looked like dark nothingness. Small dots of light looked down at Kakarot from the black
Goku VS King Vegeta
Objective: Earn the Saiyan King's allegiance!
King Vegeta raised his left hand and the lights stood down, the shadowed snipers raising their firearms and saluting. Helmets dimly glowing in the darkness. The King snapped and the top lights turned on immediately, the enormous scale the room seemingly had made a lot more sense with the lights turned on. The throne room was a royal purple and had a cylindrical design to it, the floor being the same yellow as the golden Saiyan armour design. Two distinct overhangs on each side of the throne on the wall. The throne room had the archway in the front, double doors in the back and empty space everywhere else. It looked like it was made to be a battleground.
The ceiling of the castle throne room was another stained glass window, brilliant reds, blues, greens, yellows, and purples came together to make an outstandingly beautiful Saiyan symbol: A black trident-like shape with a U cupping underneath.
"Kakarot!?" He beckoned with his left hand and a raising of his brow.
"Yeah! That's me! But most people just call me Goku!"
"Ahh~ Son Goku!" He smiled warmly, standing off the throne and down the three steps adorned with red carpet. "What would you prefer?"
Goku just smiled and shrugged.
"You strike me as liking Son Goku more, would that be out of line!?"
"No!" They both had a cordial and positive aura as they walked forward. "That's the name my grandpa gave me, I like that one the best."
They now stood face to face, Goku with his hands on his hips while Vegeta stood with arms crossed.
"But how do you know both of my names?"
"It's a king's duty to remember his subjects. You are son of Bardock, son of Fasha, and younger brother to Turles and Raditz, correct?"
"Well~" Goku wore a cheesy smile as he took off the hat and scratched the back of his head. "Raditz is my brother I think so the other stuff is probably true, I don't know any of my family."
"How strange." King Vegeta spoke to Goku like a friend and not an enemy, Goku did the same.
"Huh-Hah! Ye-heah! My old martial arts master told me that I got dropped on my head when I was little so that's why I don't remember much."
"You were a child, it's not wholly unlikely that you could have forgotten your mission if your off-world pod wasn't prepared correctly."
"You don't say…" Goku replied, tapping on his cheek with his right index, putting the red Titans cap back on.
Vegeta's goatee wormed around as he smiled, presenting a handshake. Goku giggled like a kid and met it with vigour. They shook and took a few paces each, setting the distance with respect.
"There's just something about you!" Goku yelled from across the room, it echoed.
"Yeah!?" The King yelled back with a smirk.
"You're a good guy! I can just tell this is gonna be a great fight!" He replied, jumping up and down to limber himself up.
"Good luck, Son Goku!"
"You too!"
King Vegeta took on Prince Vegeta's stance, Goku noticed, opening his eyes at the fact as he settled into the low crouching turtle hermit style. Son Goku hopped up and down uncontrollably before he launched across the floor in only 4 strides. They kept it legit, stand up boxing. Goku pressured while Vegeta backpedaled the hits with precision. The King smiled and was content to walk towards the throne backwards. Goku smiled and came at The King with everything he had, throwing a left snap kick at his face and then going to town with his hands. Vegeta parried them all with quick hands before he socked the younger Saiyan in the jaw with a hefty left haymaker.
KLOKK! Skweeeeee~
Goku's kung fu shoes squealed on the tile and he laughed jubilantly, losing himself in the battle, The King losing his focus on the opponent in front of him.
"He's fast…" Is all The King could get out before he looked at Son Goku from above, readying a double axe handle.
The King backstepped up the small staircase but nothing happened and the image of his enemy faded into nothingness as it landed.
"What? The Vanishing Line?" He ruminated. "I thought only Burter could do that..?"
He looked to his left and barely caught the punch in time, only there was nothing as the apparition fluttered into the white dust as well.
"Damn!" He roared in his mind as he looked back instinctively. Son Goku was there but there wasn't much he could do.
Goku landed a jumping thrust kick with his left and winds blew everywhere, tossing the large red cape all about the place as King Vegeta landed, his white glove, stopping his momentum as it glided gracefully along the ground.
"Well played!"
"Thanks!"
"I'll show you some of my best techniques! You've impressed me today, Son Goku!"
"Wow! Awesome!"
The King raised his right hand high and various purple shapes started forming from behind him. They all looked like small spearheads of some kind. Goku turned his head at the display before King Vegeta proudly proclaimed:
"ROYAL ARMOURY!"
The blades edged out what must have been hundreds. They lined up onto Goku's positioning and then fired. The King kept a lid on his technique with a glowing purple sparking in his left hand. It looked as if he were readying a snapping motion.
"HEYAGH!" The King roared as he orchestra conducted the litany of blades with a wave of his right hand.
"Dueagh!" Goku dumbly let out as the blades chased down his frame.
It really can't be understated just how large the ki pools of the Vegeta line is. Their ki pools are massive, it doesn't take long for even a well skilled fighter to burn their entire pit of resources but for someone like King and Prince Vegeta, this level of expenditure is a trifle at best.
Goku juked around the throne, dipping low and vaulting over the many blades. Vegeta kept conducting and as such the swords, axes, and spears of ki continued their dogged pursuit of the target. The younger brother looked around the room and furrowed his brow as the many beams hassled him from behind. He blinked and then smiled just the same as always, shifting his run on the ground into a wall run on the cylinder.
Goku brandished his Power Pole and started spinning it as he ran up the wall like a spiral staircase. He laughed childishly as he spun the pole with expert showmanship, rocking and weaving it around his body like a hula hoop. Yellow energies glinted off the pole as he spun it round and round, laughing all the while. Goku ran up the wall and past one of the snipers.
"He's laughing..? That's the Royal Armoury and he's just laughing!?"
A few loose blades slipped from King Vegeta's line of sight and as such crashed into the walls, causing large cracks to form, reinforcing the sniper's disbelief at Goku's joyousness. Goku got near the top and slowed his ascent, not changing speed but the angle he cut the wall. The Power Pole was now glowing a feverish yellow and Goku yelled aloud.
"Alright! Huh-Hah!"
He turned around on a dime, just feet to spare from the stained glass at the top of the throne room. He spunt the Power Pole around like a fan blade and the purple energy shot past and deflected around him in a miraculous display. As they shot over, under, and behind him the purple energies colour shifted to yellow. Many of the blades were torn into nothingness under the Power Pole's power but quite a few still remained, all of them locked and loaded behind the young Saiyan. King Vegeta widened his eyes.
Ki Blast Conversion
"Go!" Goku yelled with childish enthusiasm, hopping up and down as he started to slide the length of the wall.
Unlike King Vegeta who had to control by line of sight and using the scouter, Goku could manipulate his Royal Armoury in conjunction by matching his Ki Sensing.
"Yes!" Goku swung his right fist in victory as he sprinted towards the ground.
The King hopped and jumped around the throne room as the yellow blades cut and smashed into the tile, upheaving a fair amount of the throne flooring.
KA-KOFFF!
The King dodged a set of blades as they crashed into one of the four pillars, shaking the room. Goku spun the Power Pole again as he neared The King, touching down and launching at him with one committed dash. Goku smiled as he broke out into a lined After-Image. King Vegeta raised his guard as Goku disappeared before his eyes.
"I've got to guess…"
Goku appeared above again and The King just struck with an upwards left boot. It hit nothing as the image vanished and Vegeta looked to his left. Sure enough Goku was there so he rocketed out a lunging left elbow using his flight.
HEHWOKK!
It connected clean.
"Gggg~" Goku grit his teeth, hopping on one leg from the blow.
The King landed with style, his large imposing red cape followed behind him in a dramatic arc as he spun around.
Fwuoff~ KWACK!
Vegeta landed a tornado left roundhouse at Goku's jaw, causing the young Saiyan to tumble off-axis before The King finished him with a stepping left side kick.
Duh-DOOMM!
Goku was launched across the room, a sonic boom echoing out from Vegeta's blow. Goku caught the ground in three backhandsprings, his Power Pole whittling through the air before he hopped up high and caught it.
As soon as Goku returned to the tile, he sheathed his weapon and dashed like a madman, coming right back into range 0, starting his pressure over with the one-two. The right hand caught Vegeta lacking but he wasn't worried.
Puh-Pop!
Goku threw in a two piece of left roundhouses, one at the legs and then one at the temple but The King blocked both with a masterful right forearm guard. After this exchange The King threw off Goku's leg and went all in, throwing dynamic and scary overhands. They were all kind of slow but kind of fast, a weird limbo of striking speeds. King Vegeta's footwork was something else, as soon as Goku thought he had cut an angle he stepped right into The King's right calf, causing a stall in his guard.
WHAMM! WHAMWAMWHAMM!
The four overhands rocked him good, Goku's eyes whited out for a moment and he stepped back involuntarily.
"URAGHHH!" King Vegeta roared as he stepped in close, charging a purple blaze in his left glove.
THMM!
He slammed it in Goku's midsection and prepared to fire before the young Saiyan shoved the bottom of his thumbs under the blast just in the nick of time. The shift in positioning caused the blast fire at one of the sniper posts at an odd angle, thoroughly destroying the perch as Goku fell down. He used this moment to draw out his Power Pole and land the same graceful backflip kick he had landed against Vegeta's son.
THOKK!
"Power Pole extend!"
Goku didn't finish the backflip, instead, he caught the length of his weapon and used it to propel himself upward while upside down.
Goku hanging off the end of the Power Pole like a pole dancer was all skill, he wasted no ki on using flight to maintain his positioning.
Goku laughed as his Titans cap fell off, catching it and repositioning it. Goku rode the length of the pole upside down before he caught up with Vegeta, spinning around and kicking off it with his left to deliver a wall-jump roundhouse. The pair rebounded from the clash, Goku kicking off the red staff once again as he came in close. They threw hundreds of strikes in that small pocket of time before they blasted off each other once more from a roundhouse clash of right legs.
DMM~POKK!
Vegeta flew toward the remaining sniper perch, landing on the railing while Goku flew backwards in a tumble, retrieving his Power Pole.
"Galick~Gunn!"
Zzt~VYOOOOOO!
Goku's eyes widened as the purple cone of a blast barreled toward him. He retracted the pole and traveled towards the ground before King Vegeta pressured him with a high-velocity flying left leg. Goku bent backwards, the Power Pole shifting back to its normal state as he weaved.
"Power Pole extend!" Goku yelled as he barely dodged the kick in time.
KROKK! Dmt.
A crater formed where Vegeta landed and he looked back with a smile as his foe rode the momentum of his dodge into an athletic swing around the Power Pole. Goku swung one more time before launching up into an acrobatic canon ball twirl and landing on the staff in a cheery manner. It looked more like a laundry pole or a tight-rope as it clamped onto each side of the throne room.
"Huh-Hah!" Goku laughed as Vegeta deepened the crater launching back at Son Goku with another flying kick.
FWUU~
Goku's dodge was barely a dodge, it was like he rode the wind with his head, leaning to his left very slightly.
"Maaan!" Goku called out as the wind kicked off his cap, catching it with his left.
Vegeta kicked off the wall again and ran the length of the staff in a demonic sprint.
Tutututututututu~
Goku smirked and readied himself in the turtle hermit stance, jiving up and down very lightly. Goku met Vegeta's advancing right hand with his left knee lift, causing a sonic boom to ring out.
THWOKK!
The pair smiled and clashed with a martial artist's flair, forearms knocking against forearms as Goku walked Vegeta backwards. They met in the middle with 5 strikes before Goku won the exchange with another left knee lift as his fifth attack, sending The King's chin skyward and preparing Goku for a Kiai. Goku hyped it up with a handsign in his right hand, carving a circle in the air before blasting him away with a left palm.
POKK! THMM!
The castle rumbled and loose rocks from the top fell down from the previous Royal Armoury. The King got up from his hit and let another purple blast rock.
"Galick Gun!"
Goku just made and 'ooh' face as he fell backwards off the pole, diving in a scorpion motion and catching it with his hands during the spin. Goku retracted the Power Pole as he locked in his momentum, causing The King to fall. Goku prepared a bolt of ki in his left hand, spinning around and launching it at Vegeta. The King moved to dodge but Goku had prepared for that by shifting his weapon to cut off the angle Vegeta presented with his flight.
"Power Pole extend!"
DWOKK! THMM!
The thunderous blow of the Power Pole cracked and destroyed the armour of his right pauldron, pinning him against the wall as his foe ran along the diagonal positioning of the weapon.
"Hyah!" The King roared as he got out from under the pole, causing it to slip and shift down.
Goku kept running along it and as such sped its descent to the ground. Vegeta flew left of the sniper perch and the young Saiyan leaped from his hold to stop the flight path.
Fwsht~TWOKK!
Goku spun like a top and landed a fearsome spinning thrust kick into the wall, his right leg stuck in the crater he created. King Vegeta spread out his wingspan wide and aimed to punish. Sparking yellow electricity gathered in his hands and cracked intensely.
"FINAL… FLASHH!"
The huge beam of yellow shot out like a railgun and there was really only one answer. Goku breathed in deep as he unstuck his foot from the wall. He jumped into the beam, back facing and spread eagle, letting himself fall to the floor, yellow streams of ki trailing off him as the thick beam refused to make direct contact with his frame, instead wrapping around him like cloth.
Ki Blast Parry. A perfect parry would result in no contact but until you get to moves like Hakai, no damage but light contact is good enough.
King Vegeta stood shocked, laughing at the absurd display.
"Ah-hah...Hah-hahaha! You're something else, Son Goku! Royal Armoury!" He waved his right hand down at the tile and a smaller gang of purple blades fired from their holds.
DMDMDMDMDMDKrrrrroSHH!
Goku juked, dipped, and weaved around the purple energy weapons. They all crashed into the ground as The King forwent calculated control and used them as filler to close the gap. He stalled in the air for a moment before absolutely exploding toward Goku's location.
"Whoah!" The young Saiyan exclaimed as he parried Vegeta's linear attempt with the Power Pole like he was a matador.
Vegeta skidded along the broken up tile and went at it, throwing back to back overhands. Goku had his hands full, throwing the Power Pole high into the air, using his palms to block and shift the oncoming onslaught. Goku smiled as The King went ham, throwing an uncountable amount of strikes. Goku lined up his counter for The King's right straight, charging energy into his baseball cap and smothering the strike by taking it off and lining up the angle,.
"Huh-huha!" Goku laughed jubilantly as he guided King Vegeta's punch with the inside.
The young Saiyan hopped up and down as he put the Titans cap back on and landed a firm left roundhouse on the back of Vegeta's armour. The crack in the right pauldron deepened and The King sauntered forward from the blow.
"Te~Yagh!" The King yelled as he sent back a bolt of blue energy with his left palm.
Goku ducked low but Vegeta pursued the angle, dashing off the messy and scarred tile to land a rising knee. Goku backpedaled and barely dodged that one as well. At this point The King was in range 0 so as soon as he touched ground he started blitzing the young Saiyan with more fast hands. They were difficult to keep up with but Goku had it calculated, waiting for the Power Pole to spin out in the right rotation as it was still falling.
"Power Pole extend!" Goku called out as it lined up with The King's chest.
Ka-Krrrrrrr~
Vegeta's eyes widened and he dodged to the outside, the red staff bolting into the broken up tile and loose wall near the ceiling. Goku had prepared for it and ran up to connect a superman punch. Vegeta blocked it with a cross-arm and slid along the tile from the force. The King went to fight back with a tremendous left boot but it struck nothing but air as Goku hit a couple backhandsprings to gather his weapon from the ground.
Zyuuuuu~ Clicc.
Goku smiled as he entered the turtle hermit stance and then he dashed in a frenzy, disappearing in another vanishing line. The King looked all around to catch the angle but Goku was everywhere with his After-Images. King Vegeta struck nothing, once above him, twice with an elbow behind him and a third nothing as he went for a step-in left kick at his side. Goku's footsteps alerted The King to his right side and he prepared for the worst only for his foe to not go all in, stopping short. The King threw instinctively but Goku dodged with a skilled weave, Vegeta's right arm gliding along the blue fabric of the Cheongsam.
Goku cheesed like a little kid as he took off his cap by the lid with his index and middle, snapping the back of his knuckles on Vegeta's nose before putting the cap on him and guiding his face into a left knee lift.
"Arck!" Vegeta let out somewhat embarrassed.
"Huh-Hah!" He laughed as he put the hat back on firmly and started up a three-piece of left legs. The first aimed and landing at the back of the neck to draw Vegeta back forwards, the second, a left thrust kick aimed at the adam's apple to stun, and a third, a spinning back thrust kick to double down on the neck. Vegeta saw through this last attempt, flaring his purple aura in a bombastic glow, blasting Goku and the surrounding tile every which way.
"HE~YAGHCK!"
BVU~ZOOOOOOOSH!
Goku skidded across the ground and got his hands the Power Pole. Vegeta eyed his foe and readied his right hand full of ki, sending it.
"Galick~Gun!"
Zzt~VYOOOOOW!
Goku dove over the beam in a roll and went all in, swinging the pole out wide on his left side.
"Power Pole extend!"
Vegeta was still firing and as such got smacked on his right side, right in the would-be ribs. The force was immense as Goku flexed and his veins drew to the surface. The young Saiyan threw Vegeta high into the air and The King was topsy turvy from the hit. Goku reared back the long staff and started poking at King Vegeta from long range with his worldwide staff. Vegeta flew around the staff easily enough, jiving and teardropping around it with his flight, maneuvering behind the large banners as cover. Goku nodded and started charging the familiar blue aura in his left hand while he kept the Power Pole pressure up with his right.
Bvuwuwuwu~
Goku furrowed his brow in focus as Vegeta easily dodged out of the way of the half-hearted attacks.
"KA~ME~" The sheer volume Goku yelled to charge the Kamehameha was out of the ordinary, almost as if he wanted Vegeta to hear it and of course, that's what happened.
Vegeta spared a singular glance at the bright blue glowing energy, Goku chose his moment perfectly once The King's eyes were on him. He did it with just his left to the side while he retracted the Power Pole in an impressive hula hoop wrap around with his waist.
"~SOLAR FLARE!"
ZNNNN!
"GAH!"
As the red staff came around the other side, thanks to his core movements Goku shouted at the top of his lungs, grabbing hold of the weapon and going all in like he were a samurai unsheathing his katana for the K.O.
"Power Pole Extend!"
WHAMM! Thyuuu~SKOFFF! Krunkcle~ KRFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!
Goku held the line, smashing and grinding King Vegeta's left cheek along the purple wall of the throne room. He screamed from the adrenaline of it all, trying to hold The King in place but it wasn't enough. The King's left pauldron broke off as did a fair amount of his cape. He zoomed across the length of the room, spiraling around The Power Pole for dramatic effect, clearing the distance in an instant with his flight, almost kicking Goku's teeth out with a fearsome right snap kick to the jaw.
"Gu~huock!" Goku let out dumbly as The King connected.
TOMPP!
The King landed with a ferocity, the ground kicking up around him as his white boots touched the floor.
"GALICK~~~"
Goku's eyes widened, he did not have enough time.
"GUNN!"
The purple blaze Vegeta shot out of his left hand was larger than anything he fired the whole time. Goku grit his teeth and rolled backwards in a backflip from the hit. He got low, charging his frame with wispy ki and tried to curl it. The epic cone-shaped blast met his hands and the winds that kicked off threw his hat far away.
"Eaaaaaagh!" Goku roared as he met the beam and started to make headway, pushing the beam upwards and finally completing the lift in an overhead press motion.
"Nuisance!" Vegeta yelled as he let a sharp purple blade of energy rock from out of his right hand.
Goku was still locked into parrying this enormous beam up above him and so kicked the purple knife with his right leg, changing its trajectory and colour. The King's eyes widened as it twirled around in an arc and Goku kicked it again with his left. Vegeta shifted his left hand from a palm and into a closed fist, stalling the beam in mid-air. The rest of it finally crashed into the building and caused a ruckus, shaking its foundation thoroughly. He completely tanked the blade with his right chestplate, not batting an eye.
"Dirty Fireworks."
DUH-DOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!
He snapped and the brightest explosion of reds, blues, and purples rocked Goku from all around. The Kai student put up his guard and sent out a pulse of Ki Sensing but it was hard to parse what was going on through the echoing blast. Vegeta ran right through, his armour decently shielding him from the ongoing explosions. Goku jumped up high to get out of the way but Vegeta met him exactly, scouting his position and slamming him back into the purple galaxy of ki with a double axe handle smash.
THONKK!
"Uwuoagh!" Goku yelped as he fell back into the Dirty Fireworks. His body smacked against the tile and bounced off the ground from such a weighty hit, burns marks and the like starting to break through from the epic shrapnel of ki the smoke cloud had.
"YAGH!" The King's roar echoed throughout the hall and he just went apeshit. Throwing hundreds upon hundreds of yellow ki blasts.
Goku shot out of the purple hazy dust and ran along the wall to dodge. The King followed the young Saiyan's positioning but he was just too fast, juking and faking him out at every turn before he lined up the angle. Goku had like a triple-take, making absolutely without-a-doubt sure that he was the correct angulation. Vegeta kept at it, trying to pin him down but:
"KAIOOO-KEN!" KRrrrrrrrrrACKKK!
The drive-by right hand did so much damage it whitened out The King's eyes. Goku looked to the ground and before Vegeta even crashed into the wall he yelled and mimed an upwards palming motion with his left hand at the Power Pole.
THMM!
Vegeta crashed into the wall and a burst of Kiai launched the Power Pole up and into Goku's hands as he maintained form for Kaio-Ken, shifting gears and lining up a flying left leg.
KrrrrrOCKK!
He hit nothing but wall as The King flew out of the way just in time. Goku's skin ran red and the veins looked like they were about to burst as he cancelled the weathersome technique. He shifted the staff to catch King Vegeta's angle but it wasn't enough and he just barely whiffed, smacking the scratched purple paint and causing a dull echo to ring out. Goku dropped the Power Pole and leaped off the crater to pressure Vegeta.
The King was ready, charging up something in his right hand.
"Galick~Gun!"
Goku went right for it, flying right into the blast before he broke off from the After-Image in a graceful flip. The image was torn away under the purple beam but The King was not convinced, He turned his back only to be caught by an all-in dropkick on his neck, sending him crashing into the tile like a meteor. King Vegeta rolled like a crashing car, tumble after tumble, his armour ripping up at the messy battlefield that was the broken up tile. Goku exhaled sharply and wiped the sweat off his brow as he perused the room and went to go pick up his lost Titans hat and Power Pole.
Clicc.
After he gathered his items he walked over to the still squirming King.
"You alright, buddy?"
"Teh~" He scoffed, struggling to stand, only getting so far as a knee. "You're crazy strong for a Saiyan, Son Goku. Holy hell…"
"Huh-Hah, thanks." Goku's cheeks ran red as he laughed and scratched the back of his head. After his giggles the young Saiyan presented a helping hand.
Vegeta laughed heartily and accepted.
"A Saiyan with true honour, a rare breed. Most just succumb to pride and pride alone." The King stated as he stood up tall. "You are a strange one, Son Goku."
Goku smiled as The King dusted himself off.
"I'm not going to lie." The King walked Goku back towards the throne. "I didn't expect to lose to a Saiyan, that has never happened in all my 61 years of life. What are your conditions?"
Goku looked The King dead in the eyes.
"You guys and many other species live under the rule of something called the Cold Estate?"
The King just laughed and put his left hand over his face.
"Surely you're not suggesting that-"
"Oh, it's just perfect." The Emperor proclaimed as he opened the sliding glass window from his covert spacecraft, his body and the rest of the room exposed to the elements of space.
The Cold Family has such a high level of in-born ki manipulation that they can sense for it from birth. Emperor Cold's was so refined that he could sense Goku and The King's from out in space, a Kai level feat. He also had audio turned on from cameras and security systems still active in the beaten up throne room. One such device built into the throne which was still very much intact.
The audio of their conversation played out until Cold had enough and opened the window, firing a lightning-fast line of purple from the tip of his finger.
Zyuuu~
"HAGH-HAGH-Haaaa~ Surely you're not suggesting that-"
VZHHHH!
A piercing ray of energy came from above and struck King Vegeta right through the chest, missing Goku by a thread. Goku almost thought he was dreaming, that's how fast the beam came and went. The young Saiyan caught Vegeta as he fell with wide eyes. His suit was warm, the beam having heated up the body upon contact. It was practically steaming but Goku held on tight.
"Vegeta!"
The King just smiled briefly before his eyes closed in death. An echoing voice boomed out loudly through the speakers in the throne room.
"That's his own fault, Saiyan! Don't worry about his poor choices! Worry about the more pressing matters! Frieza!"
Goku's eyes looked all around at the nothingness that was the beaten up throne room, the lights dimming and turning off, casting the dramatic low light conditions it usually had.
"Frieza! This is your mistake for letting the ambitious ones run rampant! Remember this boy~" He wagged a finger as he said it.
The Emperor turned around, facing his son, and waving his left hand, the comms still on.
"Go on, now."
Frieza let out a cough into his right hand, a deep purple orb casting a shell over his being before it cracked in a fabulous light show and fell limply to the red velvet floor of the ship. All of his white armour-like skin was replaced with a highly reflective and regal looking gold sheen. It sparkled and glossed as he maneuvered down the runway with deliberate strides.
He sighed with discontent and walked over to the window, opening it with a wave of his hand, a small burst of warping telekinesis doing the job for him. Frieza stepped outside the ship and walked on the air, raising a limp left palm to the stars above, a swelling and burning mass of energy started to mold in it.
After a while the orange swirling sphere started to look like a star itself and he sighed one last time. The orange sun-like orb in his dainty golden hand grew in size about three times over, larger than the ship the father and son rode in on.
"Death Ball…" Frieza stated with an empty and sorrowful voice, waving his hand down, the massive energy following soon after.
"Good luck, Saiyans, you might want to get out of the way! Haha~hahahahahaha" Emperor Cold's rapid fire drama theatre laugh pierced through the speakers, turning Goku's blood red with rage.
"Son Goku!" Piccolo yelled with authority, Goku was so mad that he didn't even realise The Demon's presence until he was latching onto his wrist.
"..!"
"We've got to go! I can feel that blast he has lined up from here!"
"But~"
"I wasn't asking." Piccolo assumed the position like he was either charging the clothes beam or Special Beam Cannon but instead vanishing lines drew over their frames as he ran with Goku along the rainbow void of energy with Instant Transmission.
"You can..?"
Before Goku even finished his statement they were already at the ship, everyone else waiting in the docking area just past the door. Piccolo breathed out a heavy breath as sweat pored down from his face.
"Whew~"
"Instant Transmission!?" Tien cried out with high energy.
Piccolo threw Goku into the ship like a suitcase and not a sentient lifeform.
"Bulma, go, NOW!"
"Okay~" Bulma worriedly responded, lifting off before the door even began closing, she jammed the large button with a hammerfist and the hatch started shifting slowly.
Piccolo looked back and saw the massive orange ball barreling towards the planet, gusts kicking up in every direction. He leaped onto the ship, his extended left arm trailing behind him. Winds blew up and around as he used flight and manhandled the steel hatch, forcing it closed by himself.
Eeee-GWONKK!
The Demon retracted his hand, only his thumb remained before he shook it out and more fingers exploded from the would-be stumps.
Sklutt!
"I ugh~" Krillin let out in a laugh as Piccolo walked with intention toward the cockpit.
"Can you move this thing any faster!?" Piccolo yelled with his telepathy as he ran-walked towards the door.
"I'm trying!" Bulma screeched back right before The Demon threw the door open, looking out the window.
Piccolo furrowed a brow.
"Tien! Krillin!"
They both looked at him like deer in a headlight.
"Get those suits on! We need your defences at the ready!"
"But we slowed our descent for that on entry!" Bulma replied immediately, shifting her face towards him a bit while still maintaining fierce awareness at the space in front of her. "If we try it now those attachments I made won't hold them for high speeds!"
"Tch!"
"Piccolo!" Goku roared. "Why did you~"
"If you want to get back at Frieza, and whoever that other guy is, you'll need to be alive to do it!"
The shockwave of impact hit them as they rose into the air and the Death Ball made contact with Planet Vegeta. The planet cracked and warped strangely under the pressure of the gigantic ball of ki. Yamcha and the girls all ran over to the stargazing hallway to check out the eruption. The planet tore and combusted, the castle was engulfed in a tornado of twirling destructive energies.
Their ship rose far above the planet but the destruction was still in plain sight as the rest of the crew besides Goku, Piccolo and Bulma filed into the hallway and looked on from the long window. Raditz put his hand on the glass, holding back a pained expression as the planet started to implode and rock around into nothingness before a massive explosion shot out in all directions, rocking the ship once again. The Emperor looked on at his son as he entered the ship with an empty expression.
"You're supposed to enjoy it, why don't you enjoy it?" His tone was harsh and reprimanding. "It's your fault you let Vegeta do that but it's not like I'm actually punishing you or anything. It's their loss, not yours."
"..."
"Honestly…" He threw his hands up and shook his head. "I don't know what I'm going to do with you, Frieza. We're conquerors, we don't bat an eye at our lessers." He put his hands on his hips, full of sass and turned his head to look at his son.
"..." Frieza crossed his arms and looked at the wall, completely barren of course.
"You're killing me~" He walked away like a drama queen, hanging his head in shame as he closed the chocolate wood door and exited the room.
Frieza let out not a sigh but a heavy breath that he had been holding. The slender lord turned back around and stared out the window at the charred debris of what used to be a planet just moments earlier.