Chapter Forty-Five: Superbeast

Hey yeah I'm the one that you wanted
Hey yeah I'm your superbeast
Hey yeah I'm the one that you wanted
Hey, yeah I'm your superbeast
Stir the limbs across the wrist,
Full possession of memory.
Bury me as a dog,
Icy hands surrounding me.
Superbeast - Rob Zombie

DBZ

"THAT'S IT!" Bardock roared as he banged his fist against the nearest wall, a shudder rolling through the hole of the ship despite the wall being unmarred. He growled, angry that the wall refused to yield to him. Oh well. Frieza would yield. He was finished with sitting here while the others were being tortured by that lizard; neither his senses nor his soul could handle it anymore.

Mejai gave him a curious, albeit amused, look. Which only served to further annoy him. "Am I right to assume that you intend to join the battle? Even after everything that's happened?"

Bardock looked at him pointedly and snarled, "Zether is dead. Falmer and Seluri ain't far behind. The hell else do ya expect me to do?"

Mejai shrugged, ignoring the looks given his way by Amotto, Seripa, and Diamond. Earth's Kami, like him, was looking at Bardock. "Kinda thought we had a plan."

"Fuck the plan!" Bardock spat, the air around him shifting as he turned to the nearest doorway.

"They're still fighting, Bardock. Falmer is only just beginning to test his new power," Mejai paused when Bardock did. He smirked as the man rounded on him angrily.

"Are you serious?! Falmer is DONE! He can't stand against Frieza—"

"Curious thing to say after sensing his power," Mejai cut in smoothly, his tone hard as his gaze met Bardock's. "It was almost as high as yours when you're a Super Saiyan."

Bardock was practically frozen in place. He could feel his face twitching with his barely-restrained anger, but he had gotten the point. He had felt Falmer's power, as well. It had been tremendously intimidating when he'd first felt it explode to life. It felt so primal and vicious compared to what he was used to from Falmer; and on top of that it was closer to his own than Mejai was saying, though Bardock was convinced he had made that foul-up deliberately. As if to say 'even if you were twice as strong as you are now, Frieza would still slaughter you.'

Before they got to Earth he knew that fighting Frieza was border-lining suicide. Now that they were here…he knew it was suicide.

He narrowed his eyes and broke his gaze from Mejai's. "Well what do you suggest then?"

The enigmatic man's smirk turned to a grin. "We have a plan so I say we stick to it. Berik should be figuring out the nanite mess shortly, so why not have just a little bit of patience?"

Bardock frowned. The man was ever the optimist and eternally grating on his nerves. "What makes you so confident?"

Mejai chuckled and turned to the computer console behind him where they could still see the caved-in portion of the Kami of Earth's Sanctuary. Bardock scowled and looked at the console as if it would answer his question for him.

And was incredibly surprised when it did.

"Earth has a moon," he said quietly, his eyes wide.

The Kami of Earth frowned as he looked between Bardock and Mejai slowly. "Is that significant?"

A grinning Seripa turned to give him a fierce glance. She'd clearly caught on, as well as Amotto who couldn't help but to gasp, "Only when it's full!"

Mejai glanced over his shoulder at Bardock, one eyebrow arched quizzically as Seripa explained to Kami what it meant for them.

The younger Saiyan met the elder Saiyan's gaze. "Is that even possible, though?" Why wouldn't it be? He was vaguely aware of Kami expressing his disbelief and then displeasure at the idea being proposed.

Mejai chuckled. "I daresay it is. Or was, in my time. The Clerics, on the other hand, had strict rules against it. Understandably they feared what an out-of-control Super Saiyan Oozaru could do." He paused and eyed first Bardock, then Amotto and Seripa. He grinned. "I've been alive for far too long, and I have seen extraordinary warriors come and go. You three won't be any different than them in the end. But!" he said as they each opened their mouths to protest, "that doesn't take away from what you've accomplished. And based on what I've managed to gather, I believe that an out-of-control Super Saiyan Oozaru will be nothing any of us see anytime soon."

"Are you so certain?" the Kami of Earth asked Mejai pointedly, leaning heavily on his staff as he regarded the former Kami.

Mejai looked at him with his grin still plastered across his face. "Oh very much so." He chuckled when he realized the old Namekian clearly wasn't completely convinced. "Don't worry too much, Kami. Even if one of them goes on a rampage, Frieza will still be alive. Maybe we'll get lucky in that case and they'll take each other out."

Kami frowned and glanced at the three younger Saiyans. Bardock got the impression he was sizing them up. No…he frowned. No, it was more like he was picking them apart and analyzing every facet of their being to determine their strengths and weaknesses, physical and mental fortitudes, and so on. The old Namekian's gaze seemed to bore through them, forcing them to yield secrets they never would have otherwise shared. It was more than a little unsettling.

Kami finally narrowed his gaze and turned to fully face them. "I admit that I do not like this plan. I do not like anything about this plan or the one already in play, but again…" he paused and sighed, shaking his head heavily. "I have little choice but to go…" He trailed off as his gaze became focused, but distant.

Bardock glanced at Mejai in time to see his grin vanish and his gaze snap to Kami. His green eyebrows came together as he frowned in confusion.

"What is it?" Amotto asked. The only with any sense, it seemed.

Kami turned to gaze in the direction of the on-going battle. "I sense…something. I believe one of your comrades may be getting a second wind." He said it in a tone of clear bafflement, as if the idea of someone recovering was utterly preposterous.

Bardock wasn't the only one to turn his senses to the battle. Immediately he sensed the rapidly growing power. Then he sensed the second one, not as rapid but still growing steadily. He glanced at Mejai who was owning his smug posture and expression.

DBZ

Leta dashed across the battlefield to where Frieza glowered over the prone figures of Falmer and Seluri, her aura raging as she pushed her limits to intercept the tyrant. She had acted on instinct when she looked back and saw what her senses had been telling her. All she knew was that she had to distract Frieza, even if for but a mere moment.

"I am quite through with talking, Gylderian." She barely heard the words as she drew closer, but she saw Frieza glance between the downed Saiyan and the unconscious golden Gylderian, and the small smirk appearing as his eyes gleamed with a predatory light. "Now I kill." He began to gather ki into his extended index finger, a deep purple light glowing to a steady pulse.

She zipped in around to his left and came to an abrupt stop, her aura vanishing with a crack. She brought her hands up, palms out, as Frieza looked at her sharply.

"HA!" she cried as she fired a wave of blue ki at him, which immediately exploded and sent dust flying sky-high. She squinted her eyes against the particles and turned her senses to Falmer and Seluri; they were still alive.

A blow to her stomach numbed her against anything else and Frieza appeared in front of her, his arm angled for the strike she'd already felt. She could only gape at him as he scowled at her, the delayed shockwave scattering the plumes of dust into the occasional cloud.

"Insignificant bug!" he spat vehemently. "As if that level of attack could harm me!"

"It...was worth...a shot!" she gasped out combatively. It felt like he'd collapsed her lungs. She forced herself to grin at the tyrannical lizard's scowl, though all she really felt in that moment was indescribable pain.

His scowl faded and his gaze turned murderous. "Was it?" he asked, obviously rhetorical as he immediately followed that query with a blast into and through her stomach, the force of which drove her backwards into the slant of the crater with concussive force, debris flying in all directions.

Rocks clattered to the ground around her as fire swept through her stomach, her vision fading in and out of blackness. She wasn't sure what she had expected going into the fray like that, but in hindsight she sure felt that she should have at least expected THAT!

She heard Frieza touch down on the rim of the crater above her and she tilted her head back to look up at him as she clasped both hands to the wound in her stomach, though little good that did her. She struggled to keep her drooping eyelids open against the pulsing fire and the wave of weakness rapidly spreading throughout her body. She had to keep her gaze set. She knew she was about to die, but she was NOT going out like a coward.

Frieza narrowed his gaze down at her and aimed his hand at her. "Foolish little bug. This is what happens to those who challenge Lord Frieza."

"Oh, Loooooord Frieeeezzzaaaa!" A voice crowed mockingly from the crater's center, snapping Frieza's gaze up and away from her.

She looked around through a haze of darkness to see the golden Falmer on his feet and grinning a wide, broken-toothed grin at the stunned lizard. She allowed herself a small smile before letting her head fall back and her eyes to close.

DBZ

Falmer clenched his fists as a golden aura erupted to life around him, his power rapidly returning to its former glory and then some. The pain of his injuries were quickly becoming a memory as he ascended into the air, his amber-eyed gaze locked on Frieza. The tyrant watched him in kind, his beady red eyes following him as he rose. After a brief moment he ascended after him, both leveling out several dozen yards above the ground.

"I am astounded you can stand, let alone fly, Gylderian," Frieza said cooly, his narrowed eyes threatening to bore holes through Falmer's.

Falmer flashed a grin that would have made Zether proud, "Care to see what else I can do?"

"No. I do not." Frieza was in front of Falmer in an instant, his fist flying towards the Gylderian's chin in a fierce uppercut.

Falmer ducked back out of the way and retaliated with a swift and powerful rising kick to the tyrant's chin, knocking him backwards. Frieza caught himself and looked at Falmer in real surprise.

Falmer chuckled as he took a ready stance, his aura humming almost serenely around his golden body. "Catch you off guard, Frieza?"

Frieza only frowned, but his cheeks twitched just enough to showcase his anger. "You did, actually. I was not expecting this level of strength from you after our recent exchange. Were you holding back more than you previously said?"

"Not at all," Falmer replied almost jovially. "But we Gylderians share a trait with Saiyans: when we recover from severe injuries we come back stronger than before. It is not as pronounced as the Saiyans' ability, but it serves its purpose well enough."

"I see. Then you had better pray that your boost is enough to stand against me at half my full power." Frieza's muscles tensed as his gaze sharpened. "Though I find it-"

He was on top of Falmer in an instant again, this time with his knee firmly driven into the Gylderian's stomach. Falmer doubled over so hard he thought his back would break, his eyes wide in stunned shock.

"Highly unlikely," Frieza finished coldly. He drew back and slowly hovered around until he was above and beside Falmer, an action the Gylderian could only watch as it happened. The tyrant delivered a crushing and immediate chop to his neck, the strike driving him back down to the ground as a blur. He impacted the center of the crater, further deepening the mar to the planet's surface and flinging more debris across the battlefield and beyond.
Falmer could not move, his lung refusing to fill themselves with air as pain and nausea ebbed and flowed in his sudden fading awareness. His eyes shut and his face tense and twisted against the pain that only seemed to grow worse by the second.

And then it was gone. His eyes shot open and he vanished, which drew an immediate exclamation of "What?!" from Frieza.

"This!" Falmer appeared in mid-punch, his strike aimed directly for the tyrant's exposed face.

A lightning flash and Falmer was struck a devastating blow by Frieza's tail across his side, sending him tumbling through the air. He quickly flipped around and faced towards Frieza, his amber eyed gaze narrowed and all trace of his former arrogance gone from his demeanor. He'd barely survived twice already. He wouldn't get a third chance.
Frieza scowled as he turned to regard the Gylderian. "I do not even care enough to ask." His body flickered and he blurred forward, Falmer dropping back defensively just in time to parry a punch away from his face, and barely evade another targeting his neck, followed by a hooking uppercut that missed his chin by millimeters, blood flying as the very air sliced across his flesh. Barely dancing, blocking, or parrying Falmer only just acknowledged that had the nanites not triggered a second time he would not have been able to last this long.
What he acknowledged moreso was that Seluri had fully recovered as well and was already Brootz-fueled and charging an alabaster attack between her palms, and was waiting for the perfect opportunity to unleash the attack against Frieza's unsuspecting form.
All Falmer had to do was steer Frieza to the right angle without him suspecting what was going on. Which, of course, was not as easy as he fervently wished it to be. He grit his teeth, focused more ki into his speed, and feinted a dodge while dipping instead.

Frieza's tail came out of nowhere and he spun around it just in time, only to have a taloned-kick connect with the back of his head and send him flying towards the ground. Falmer quickly recovered, his head swimming though the blow had been glancing, just in time to barely skip out of the way of a piercing Death Beam. An explosion lit the ground behind him, the concussive force pressuring against him as his gaze found Frieza glaring down at him, his arm extended and his index finger aimed right at him.

The tyrant's fingertip shone and Falmer ignited his energy and shot out of the way at his full speed, death beam after death beam rapidly pummeling the ground in his wake, and not slowly-enough drawing nearer to the fleeing Gylderian. He could feel the force of each concussive succession growing in intensity as he dashed in a curving trajectory, his gaze shifting continuously from his path to the volley behind him. He just had to keep Frieza's attention on him and focus on surviving at the same time.

And somehow had to figure out a way to maneuver Frieza into Seluri's line of fire.

An explosion and the sudden cessation of attacks caught Falmer's attention and he looked to where Frieza had been steadily firing the beams to see the area shrouded in residual ki and smoke. He came to a stop, his aura vanishing with a crack and turned to face the scene in surprise. His gaze snapped up and found the two Akatian warriors his distracted senses had been unable to detect.

He recognized the smaller one as Jeice, though the identity of the larger warrior eluded him. He frowned as they both launched themselves into the veil of smoke.

Jeice was the first to reappear, a blow from Frieza sending him crashing to the ground where he lay deathly still. The second warrior reappeared in almost the same instant, but fleeing instead of being struck back. Falmer scowled and his aura ignited as he launched himself forward as a blur, both fists clenched together above his head, reaching the Akatian just as Frieza zipped out of the smoke.

Falmer smirked as he viciously jackhammered Frieza down into the ground with everything he had, and directly in Seluri's line of fire. He glanced at her just as she thrust the Brootz-charged attack towards the tyrant. He watched with satisfaction as Frieza stood up, oblivious to the attack bearing down on his exposed back.

It connected and the resulting explosion blinded Falmer, forcing him to shield his eyes and turn away from the flying debris. He felt Seluri's ki practically materialize beside him and he squinted in her direction.

She returned his gaze, an arm raised against the blinding light and her chest heaving from the exertion and her body seeming frail compared to her Brootz-charged state. "Sure took your sweet time!" she gasped out sourly.

He flashed her an almost sheepish grin. Neither one of them was deluding themselves into thinking that had done anything significant to Frieza. "Unless he is bluffing he's only using half of his full power."

Seluri snorted, her exertions becoming less apparent as the nanites apparently kicked in again. "I cannot say that I don't believe it." She sighed. "This is going to end up being a waste of our time and energies."

"Yeah, I can't help but agree," Falmer admitted grimly. He looked down to the battlefield again as the light finally faded away to see the pock-marked field and Frieza surprisingly kneeling. He blinked in shock at that before immediately frowning. "Did that actually hurt him?"

Seluri followed his gaze and narrowed her eyes. "We can only hope. Brootz infused ki is significantly more powerful than ki alone, but not so much as to actually cause Frieza harm. The intensity of the combination...it may have actually only stunned him."

"That is better than nothing," said the large Akatian as he joined them. Falmer and Seluri glanced at him curiously and he nodded to both of them in turn. "Hani'ibal."

Falmer arched a golden brow at the show of formality in the middle of a battle. "Right. Welcome to the party. I hope you brought the treats."

Hani frowned in confusion and glanced at Seluri in surprise, but she just shook her head. "I am not sure what has gotten into him here lately but we do not have the time to address that right now. Frieza is back on his feet."

Falmer glanced back at the tyrant and sighed. "So he is. I suppose we should have devised a plan while we had the opportunity."

"Little good it would have done us," Hani remarked as he slid into a defensive pose. "We are outmatched no matter what we try."

Seluri grimaced and took her own pose as Frieza lifted into the air towards them, his once gleaming flesh now marred with scorch marks and superficial abrasions. His eyes, however, retained their murderous gleam. "That goes without saying, but something is better than nothing."

Falmer grinned. "I say charge him."

"You would!" Seluri protested, but she immediately bulked up, her power spiking as the alabaster light of Brootz Waves lit her frame. The rapid transition made her wince and curse in pain, but she steeled herself as Falmer's aura surged to life again.

"With Zether gone, someone must," he replied stoically. He watched as Frieza reached their height and leveled off across from them, his red eyes slowly shifting between the three of them.

"I have been far too lenient," he said in a dangerously-low tone.

"You're losing your edge," Falmer quipped, flashing a grating grin to the fuming tyrant. "Maybe it's time you retire and leave the universe to the rest of us. I promise we'll take good care of it for you."

"I disagree. I believe it is time I destroyed you all, this planet included," he replied as he raised a hand above his head and began to charge a purple and black ball of super-charged ki in his palm.

"You will destroy the Dragon Balls if you do that," Hani blurted in a rush, drawing confused glances from Falmer and Seluri.

"The Dragon's what?" Falmer asked incredulously.

Hani ignored him as he watched Frieza stiffen at the mention of them and immediately glance down to his destroyed ship. The orb above his head vanished and he lowered his arm to his side before returning his gaze to the three of them.

"Yes, the Dragon Balls. The three of you are far too insignificant for me to throw away my one chance at my greatest wish. But you deserve punishment for the damage you have caused, and I shall enact it." He blurred out of sight, appearing almost instantly to drive his entire arm through Hani's chest before the Akatian had a chance to realize what was happening. He jerked his gore-covered arm free and Hani's sudden lifeless body dropped heavily to the ground as he turned his attention to Seluri. "One down."

Falmer slammed his fist into Frieza's exposed cheek, the force of the punch sending a shockwave through the air that rippled his hair and fur. But Frieza didn't even flinch, his gaze still locked on Seluri. Falmer grimaced and swung his other arm around with even more force, connecting with Frieza's other cheek resulting in an even more powerful shockwave that dissipated any smoke and fires that the first had not.

Frieza shifted his gaze to the Gylderian and smirked. "This is 60% of my full power. I estimate my power to be in the hundreds of millions, were we to attempt to put a number to it." He chuckled. "You have fared well against half my power, but I am finished with these games."

"You say that, but then you start monologuing again," Falmer snapped, almost against his will. He barely registered his own confusion at the comment as Frieza suddenly smiled.

"True. I will allow you that much. However…" He twitched and Falmer found himself impacting the already ravaged ground, his new crater just another pockmark among dozens.

Falmer gasped and, shuddering as pain wracked every inch of his body, struggled to pull himself from the rubble. He had to get to his feet, he couldn't let Frieza...He froze and glanced to his left to see Frieza grinning at him. He ground what was left of his teeth together, forcing his body to power up with what ki he had left. His golden aura flickered pathetically before flaring to life and he brought his fists up, his stance shifting offensively. He glared at the tyrant as he focused his ki into a stable fluctuation, a difficult feat considering the blow he had just taken had more than likely broken more than half the bones in his body.
Which would probably explain why his world was spinning around him and Frieza had suddenly multiplied in front of him. Nausea gripped his gut and he knew he was going to be sick, a sudden wave of weakness making even keeping his eyes open a chore.

No. Not yet.

"No…" he whispered as the darkness threatened to swallow him whole. He wasn't standing before Frieza anymore, nor was he on the battlefield of that tiny rural planet known as Earth. He wasn't anywhere.

"Not yet." He agreed, for once, with that disembodied voice that haunted his nightmares. The voice of the Beast.

Super Beast. For Zether. For blood.

"For blood…"

His vision cleared and he saw Frieza before him once more, the din of his aura roaring into the nothingness he had heard. Power unlike anything he'd ever experienced (which was becoming a pattern today; those nanites were incredible) sweeping through him like a tsunami of pure ki. His aura cracked and expanded, roaring its intensity as it spiraled into a magnificent vortex that churned the very air around them, the clouds in the sky swirling into a fierce maelstrom of whipping winds. The sky darkened and lightning flashed and danced across the clouds.

Frieza's grin vanished and he blinked in apparent shock at the sudden display. "And what is this?"

"This!" Falmer snapped, as he thrust both hands forward suddenly. "This is for Zether, mother fucker!" He poured every ounce of his new power into his palms and fired off a massive beam of golden energy at Frieza.

The tyrant blinked and brought his hand up just in time to catch the blast, though instead of stopping it it sent him skidding backwards, his taloned feet struggling to find grip as they ground through the earth. He flared his energy, a dark violet aura cracking to life and he managed to find footing finally. The blast burned against his palm as Falmer roared a challenge, firing the pulsating beam with everything he had.

Frieza's arm trembled and he found himself grunting as his arm began to bend at the elbow against his will. His eyes went wide and he brought his other hand up beside the first to force the blast back away from him.

Falmer glared at Frieza before smirking. "Did my best. That's about all I can say."

Yes. Now finish it.

"Yeah. Finish it." Falmer narrowed his eyes and focused the last of his energy, his very life energy since that was all he had left to throw at Frieza at this point, into his palms. He let out a breath he didn't know he had been holding and shunted it into the blast. Instantly he felt his power leave him, a jolt running through his chest as he was immediately in his base form.

His blast charged away from him and impacted the section Frieza was holding back, throwing the tyrant from his feet with the force and detonating in a blinding light of devastation.

Falmer's lifeless body was picked up by the rushing wind and thrown into the darkening sky.

DBZ

Surah shoved a section of collapsed wall aside and wrenched free of the mound of rubble she'd found herself in after that last violent explosion had destroyed the palace around her. She had been searching for anyone that had not evacuated yet, and had managed to find a couple of politicians cowering in an office on the lower levels just when the explosion hit.

She didn't see them now, but neither could she sense anyone near to her. She grimaced as she could only assume they had been crushed beneath the rubble.

She hovered into the air, lifting above the rubble to survey the battleground. A massive crater now marred the planet's surface, extending away from the edge of the palace yard (what remained anyhow) hundreds of yards and into the edge of the city.

She could not see Frieza or Falmer, nor could she sense either one of them. She frowned and glanced around for any signs of life and spotted Leta's blood mother hovering in the distance slightly above her. She couldn't sense her, either. She glanced down at the crater and had to assume that residual energy was clouding her senses at this point.

"Matron Surah!" a voice called from her right and she glanced around to see the Flazerian female Lerayo flying towards her, a deathly still figure cradled in her arms.

"Lerayo!" Surah waved to her, genuinely happy to see her. "Who is…" she stopped mid-question as she recognized the form of her sister. "Leta!" she breathed as Lerayo came to a halt beside her.

She turned her mirrored eyes to the Saiyan in her arms and grunted. "She is alive. But only just. I doubt she will make it even if she receives treatment soon."

"Wh-what...what happened?" Surah asked tremulously as she reached out a hand to touch Leta's cold

cheek.

"Frieza," Lerayo stated simply. "To the ground, Matron. It is not safe here. Frieza lives still."

Surah looked up at her sharply and nodded her acquiescence, her hand idly lifting to touch her own collar. "Yes. To the ground, Lerayo." She dropped down, Lerayo following close behind her.

She touched down and watched as Lerayo landed and carefully lay Leta out straight. She glanced down at the hole in her abdomen and winced for her sister's pain as she knelt beside her, her hand still at the base of her neck.

"She will not make it?" she asked of Lerayo quietly.

The Flazerian glanced at her and shook her plated head slowly. "No, she will not. She's too far gone as it is."

Surah leaned closer to her prone sister. "Leta. If you can hear me, I can save your life." She paused and waited for a response that never came. She could not stand to see how pale her face had become. "Leta," she repeated her name. "The locket still holds the magic. It was powerful magic that turned us into Aurah. You and I both know we still need her. She was the leader, the best of both of us. Stronger than either of us.

"You can live on if we bring her back. I…" she paused and looked down as she lifted both hands to the back of her neck and undid the clasp of the locket. She held it before her and stared at it silently.

"I remember the spell. I remember it because you remembered it and...and we shared our memories as Aurah. It's...the only thing I can remember from that time." She looked down at Leta again and let out a gasp to see her sister's half-lidded eyes staring back at her. "Leta!" she exclaimed and reached out a hand to touch her bare shoulder.

Leta's lips twitched into just the barest of smiles and she blinked her eyes slowly and heavily. "Surah…" her voice was barely even a whisper, more an exhalation than anything.

"I can save you, Leta. I can. I really can," Surah said, almost breathlessly. "I c-"

"Do...it. My...sister…" her eyes closed heavily and her chest practically sank inwards.

"Leta!" Surah exclaimed quickly moving to place the locket about Leta's neck. "Just a few more seconds!" She clambered to her feet and held her hands out, palms down towards Leta's motionless frame.

Lerayo watched Surah in silence, her plated face unreadable. She slowly folded her arms across her chest and quirked a thick brow at the display.

Surah's body was engulfed in a silver radiance, her pale locks rising upwards as her luminescent gaze bore into her sister's lifeless body. Her lips parted slightly and a string of intangible syllables issued forth, sparks of light igniting her fingertips and lancing down to strike Leta's chest repeatedly. Lerayo blinked at this, her mirrored eyes widening in surprise.

The silver radiance expanded to include Leta, the white-hot sparks continuously striking Leta's unmoving chest until her body was aglow with the magical light. All the while Surah kept up her alien chanting, her own body beginning to shine with the same radiance as Leta's. The light brightened until all Lerayo could see was the vague silhouettes of the two women. The silver radiance swirled around the alighted figures rapidly, the white radiance of their figures seeming to spiral towards one another, twisting and turning and reforming until only a single figure remained. The force of the energy involved was picking up and throwing small bits of debris, and creating a vortex of dust in its wake.

The light flashed several times, the silver radiance beginning to calm and settle into a steady humming aura around a still-glowing figure whose head was tilted back, her face turned to the sky. Slowly the light began to fade revealing the gleaming gold flesh of a new woman, her hair black and hanging in dreads over her shoulders. Silver stripes, more like lightning bolts really, decorated her golden flesh. Across her face, down her neck and to her chest and stomach, boldly displayed for all the world to see with only an orange and black vest to keep her on the modest side.

The silver aura faded into nothingness as the woman tilted her head down and slowly opened luminescent green eyes. She frowned and looked around slowly. She glanced down at her silver-striped arms and her eyes widened slightly.

"This is...new."

"So those two women really were Aurah."

The woman arched an eyebrow and turned to regard Lerayo curiously. "Aurah?" She frowned and tapped her chin thoughtfully. "Yes. Well. No. I suppose I really am Aurah, but not the same Aurah as before. I recall that life, but it was another life. Of another woman, born of two completely different women. Yet the same two women I was born from."

Lerayo blinked before frowning. "So you are not Aurah?"

The woman laughed, her voice like the ringing of chimes. "Oh yes, I am Aurah. The one and only." She smirked and regarded the Flazerian fiercely. "However the circumstances are a bit different. Leta was the core for this fusion, whilst Surah was the core for the first."

"I'm...not sure I understand."

"Metamorian magic, Lerayo. It is something very special." She smiled and glanced around towards the battlefield. "Frieza is rather unhappy at the moment, but he did succeed in killing Falmer I'm afraid. Seluri remains for now, but he is about to be much unhappier once those two rushing powers arrive."

Lerayo gave a start and followed her gaze. "There are two more fighters coming?"

"Yes. If I am not mistaken one of them is Bardock. I am unsure as to whom the other power belongs to, but I would hazard a guess that it is Amotto. I am not sure why Seripa is not with them, though. Very curious."

Lerayo glanced at the new Aurah curiously. "The princesses are gone for good then?"

She grinned in response. "They are never gone. But for now I am here in their stead."

The Flazerian nodded her plated head. "I see. Welcome back, Matron Aurah. Lady Maseselyo is keen to finally make your acquaintance."

"I am quite sure she is." She pointed towards the wreckage that remained of Frieza's ship. "Prince Vegeta and a human child are there."

Lerayo gave another start. "Prince Vegeta? Did he not evacuate with the others?"

"Apparently not. I believe that last attack may have injured him, though the human child's energy feels unharmed. Scared, but otherwise unhurt." She smiled slowly. "Very curious. Let us retrieve them and leave the battleground behind."

Lerayo saluted and bowed her head. "Yes, m'lady."

They both took off towards the ship at the same time and the same pace.

DBZ