Dragon Ball: Insurgent

Chapter 14: The Woman From Hell

"There is no bitch on Earth like a mother frightened for her kids."

- Stephen King

One. Two. Three. Four.

The machine's beats come in a steady beat. By focusing on that, Olve manages to keep himself from going crazy. Whatever had happened to him, whatever had finally got him had done something to his body. One moment, he had been fighting with Leek against the Tuffle's clones, the next he had passed out. All at once, he had lost control of his body. A sharp pain in his left arm, where he had been cut earlier in the day, was the only warning that he had gotten.

Testing his restraints, Olve flexes his two arms to try and crush the machine. Nothing. Not that it met resistance, just nothing. Carefully, he opens his eyes for the first time. Green liquid surrounds his vision. Though blurry, he can make out a tube going to his mouth. Two men are hunched over a table, mutterings something to each other. Just from how tiny they are, Olve knows that they are Tuffles. It did not surprise him that a few survived, ants are so difficult to stomp out after all. Yet, after all these years to think that a base as large as this one had gone unnoticed. Despite his predicament, despite not being able to really feel or do anything, Olve smiles. He is going to enjoy killing these two.

"Ah, so you are awake," One of them says, stepping up to the glass. The Tuffle man strokes his mustache and looks over Olve's naked body, "Excellent condition. I had been worried that your little baby would do more harm than good Doctor Myuu."

The other one, Myuu, laughs and looks at Olve as well, "What can I say? A little bit of testing goes a long way. Though I don't think he'll be walking again anytime soon."

"That is of no concern to us. We needn't have use of his limbs. He is providing us with everything we need right now," The other Tuffle taps the glass and directs Olve's eyes to a tube of the green liquid leading out into the darkness of the room. Weakly, Olve fights to speak or attack them. But it proves to once again be a useless venture.

"You are more valuable than you know," The Tuffle tells him, rubbing the glass with a smile, "Whether it takes a hundred years or more, you will give me everything I desire. With your help, I will get my revenge. Revenge against Vegeta, and the rest of your kind."

Of all the crazy stuff Yamcha's seen, this is the most bizarre to date. Here he is, fighting space aliens who happen to be the same species as his best friend over some now inert magic balls crafted by another alien/demon thing who knows how long ago. That alone would be enough to chalk it up to a weird day, or at least sort of weird by the standards of the Z-Fighters. Despite all that, despite how absolutely beyond absurd this all is, seeing Chi-Chi float there and stare at Vegeta is the strangest sight ever. Admittedly, he had never known just how strong Chi-Chi was before she died, but Krillian had estimated her to be about as strong as he had been at the 21st World Tournament. Nothing compared to Goku, or any of them. But now, Yamcha has to make sure he is still looking at the same person. This is clearly no longer the same bossy little girl he once promised to marry. Chi-Chi has the eyes of a warrior now, an extremely angry warrior at that. Her hair is tied in a tight ponytail, so to not obstruct her vision. The dress she had worn in life was replaced by a copy of her husband's gi, orange with red arm bands. The symbol for 'Kai' is on her back, and Yamcha had caught the symbol for 'Son´ on her front in the brief glance he had gotten. Strapped across her back as well is the power pole, Goku's old weapon.

"I won't say this again, I'll give you one chance to leave my family alone. If you don't, then you'll wish you'd never been born mister," Chi-Chi says, her voice stern and steadfast against the Saiyan prince, "If you ever lay a hand on my baby again…I will kill you."

By now though, Vegeta had recovered from his shock. The Saiyan prince lets out a loud, hearty laugh in the face of this threat. He matches Chi-Chi's gaze with a gleeful smile, "So, you're the earth woman that got herself killed in the fight with Radtiz. I see now, you've been training. Clever Kakarot, but a woman?"
Faster than Yamcha can follow, Chi-Chi vanishes and reappears in front of Vegeta. The woman punches him with enough force to send the space warrior flying backwards. Everyone stares in shock as Vegeta stops just short of crashing into a mountain. He strops with a flash of purple light and reorients himself. In shock, he does not wipe away the spit that had escaped his lips for a few seconds. His fist begins to shake.

"Kakarot…I came to fight you planet's best warriors…and you send a woman? Have you abandoned all sense of pride, all sense of your honor? What sort of man lets his mate fight in his place? Contests such as these should be kept between warriors, not their child bearers. How dare you, how dare you hide away and wait until I am tired to set your woman on me? You Kakarot, you are worse than scum," Vegeta spits and his aura flares up, "Earth woman! You have soiled my pride with your unworthy hands! If you are the mother to that half breed, than I will take great pleasure in ripping you limb from limb. You disgrace the legacy of my people!"

"Oh shut up, you did this to yourself!"

Chi-Chi holds out her hands and three balls of blue energy fly towards Vegeta. He dodges them, leaping above the smoke screen they create. He glances down for a second to make sure he is clear, and Chi-Chi is already on him. The woman lets loose a flurry of kicks, the blows light and furious. Caught off guard again, Vegeta is forced into a defense posture as he endures the storm of blows being sent his way by his rival's wife. As Chi-Chi reorients herself for another kick, the prince takes his shot. A gloved fist slams into Chi-Chi's ribcage. She is able to recover just in time to avoid being blown to smithereens by Vegeta's follow up energy wave. With a burst of speed, she flies around it and fires an attack at Vegeta from point blank range. Before their onlookers can even begin to hold their breath, Vegeta grabs her by the hair and swings her around like a rag doll. When he lets go, Chi-Chi fires a blue energy wave from her fist and strike Vegeta in the eye. He is blinded for a moment, but recovers and flies towards Chi-Chi in a murderous rage. She only has a moment to react, placing two of her fingers to her head and vanishing.

"Wh…where did she go?" Yamcha asks, looking around. He locates her energy and is surprised to see her on the ground with Gohan in her arms. The rest of the fighters notice her as well, and Goku lets out an audible gasp.

"Chi-Chi! That was amazing!" Goku says, excitedly joining his family, "How did you just teleport like that?"

Instead of answering, she wraps her arms around his neck. Even from a distance Yamcha can see that she is sobbing into his friend's chest. Despite the carnage of the battle around them, Goku responds in kind y wrapping his arms around her. All of the, friend and foes alike, pause to give these three a moment of reunification. While Yamcha has no idea what is being said between husband and wife, he realizes that it is probably better this way. Whenever Chi-Chi lifts her head to tell Goku something, she touches his face as if she were waking up from a dream. Gohan, perhaps more than either of them, looks elated. He keeps tugging on his mother's gi excitedly telling her about the past year as fast as he can.

"Oh spare me," Vegeta says in a disgusted tone, "I'm going to throw up. Kakarot, you will face me or I will destroy this entire planet out of boredom."

Goku hears the Saiyan prince give his demand and looks to Chi-Chi. His wife had grown, unbelievably powerful in the last year. Whatever sort of training Kami had sent her to have to have been unreal. For a moment, Goku is almost jealous that his wife had died instead of him, he cannot help but imagine how strong he might have gotten had he trained in the Otherworld. But, more than that he knows that he is going to be the one that has to fight Vegeta. The Saiyan prince must be feeling the same feeling he is; the desire to fight another Saiyan. For Goku, this is a chance to fight the strongest warrior he's ever met. This is a chance he cannot just pass up despite his injuries.

"Chi-Chi, thank you so much. But I think you should take Gohan out of here and…"

"No."

His wife interrupts him with a glare that only she could pull off. Despite himself, Goku visibly recoils and steps back a few steps as Chi-Chi pushes her finger into his chest. Tears are still in her eyes, but there is a hint of anger that Gou had never seen before. The thought comes to him…his wife might actually want to fight for once.

"Chi-Chi…but…"

"Don't you 'but' me Goku!" Chi-Chi threatens, forcing him to take another step back as she puts her hands on her hips, "I don't see you for a year, and you're already trying to put me back on the side lines! How could you?!"

"Aw, don't take it like that Chi-Chi! I just want to have another crack at him, that's all! He's really strong and besides," Goku's face darkens for a second, "He's hurt a lot of my friends. I don't want you getting hurt either. You're a lot stronger, but I can't fight if I'm worrying about you getting hurt again. That's why I want you to take Gohan."

Chi-Chi laughs and shakes her head. She lightly kisses his lips, "You big, wonderful, stupid man. That side of you used to drive me crazy, but I can't let you this time. When we got married, I said that I would be by your side no matter what. Ever since we were little kids, I've always known that I would be your wife. I think that even after all this time, you don't know what that means. Being your wife doesn't mean I just cook for you and take care of Gohan. It doesn't mean always standing on the side lines are cheering for you or hoping you'll come home in one piece. Being your wife means….it means…" her voice cracks a little and she wraps him in a hug, "It means standing with you, no matter how dark. I went to hell and back for you Goku, and it's because it's dangerous that I want to be here, with you."

She wipes her eyes, "This time, I'm going to stand next to you."

"Chi-Chi…" Goku says, before smiling and turning his back as to face Vegeta, "Then let's go. This guy's a lot stronger than he's shown so far. He's fought all of us at once and hasn't broken a sweat."

"But what about Gohan?' Chi-Chi asks, fixing their son's hair, "I came back here to fight, but I don't want him getting hurt. If he does…than that makes everything we've worked for pointless. Right?"

The little boy tugs on his mother's clothes. She is about to say something to him until she looks into his eyes. Gohan, her sweet little Gohan, has an expression she would not have thought possible in a child his age. His normally docile features had been replaced by that of a fierceness that Chi-Chi, as much as it pains her to admit, is totally alien to her. Alien in the sense that she had seen that look on Goku's face six years ago at the World Martial Arts Tournament. It is the same look that her husband had had while facing the Saiyan Raditz. And, it is likely the very same look that she had on her face when appealing to her husband. Her little Gohan, her little boy, has the blood of a warrior running through his veins. Even now, even though it pains her more than anything, he will fight. He will fight with or without her blessing. This year away had given her plenty of time to think about that side of her husband. Perhaps she does not understand right now, perhaps she never will, but that warrior's spirit is not something that be contained by words or a scolding.

"Mom, I'm staying here. With dad. With you!" Gohan shouts, his voice breaking a bit. Tear start to fall down his face, "I don't…I don't want you to get hurt any more…"

"Oh for crying out loud," The Son family hears from above. Having ignored them, the Saiyan prince had been charging his energy this whole time. Sinister purple lightning crackles around hi, striking the earth as vassals to his power. Primal. The Saiyan prince feels like a primal force of nature. Chi-Chi cannot even imagine that such a strength could be achieved in his base form. It should be impossible, but her master had warned her that this was going to likely be the case.

"I've waited long enough Kakarot. Your pathetic family is nothing more than a group of insects, scouring about beneath my boot waiting to be squashed! Your mate's return is nothing more than proof that this insolent planet at least holds that in which I seek! If they can give a human this sort of power, than imagine what they will do for me once I am immortal. Now, prepare yourself!" Vegeta brings his hands back, "Nappa, I would back up a bit!"

Chi-Chi looks from the Saiyan to her family. Taking a deep breath, she kisses Gohan on the forehead and looks to Goku, "How long do you need?"

"Need for what?" Goku asks, tilting his head.

"To get your energy back up. How long would you need me to hold him off?"

Goku considers this, "About…maybe five minutes. But I'd have to really concentrate. If the big guy over there gets me then I won't be able to fight him off and regain my energy at the same time."

"Leave him to me then, ok dad?" Gohan says, looking grim but determined, "He won't touch you!"

"May brave little man," Chi-Chi whispers, brushing his hair gently, "Ok. Then that's our plan. I'll hold off Mr. Bad Attitude up there."

Without another word, Chi-Chi flies up to meet the invader. They start to exchange blows instantly. The prince launches a flurry of powerful trikes, intending to simply break through Chi-Chi's guard. Recognizing this, the female warrior twists and turn her body so that the Saiyan only meets empty air. When he leaves his rib exposed, she delivers a sharp kick. Instead of sending him backwards or making him stumble, the Saiyan only seems to look annoyed. Evidently, the difference in power between their base forms was too great to overcome via such a simple tactic. Thinking quickly, Chi-Chi claps her hands together and releases a flash of energy. This blinds the Saiyan prince just long enough for her to fly backwards and put some distance between herself and the Saiyan.

This was not to last though, as Vegeta screams out in rage at being humiliated like this again. With the fury of a mad beast, he launches volley after volley of energy bullets towards her. The purple energy destroys everything it touches. It is all Chi-Chi can do to keep moving and dodge them. When one grazes her arm it leaves a nasty red welt. Biting her lip, she flies upwards to get above the fire raining down on her. To her horror, when she looks down, some of the energy is actually heading towards her husband and child. She is paralyzed, unable to help. It would seem as though they would be doomed had a ball of yellow energy not suddenly zipped in front of Goku and Gohan. Chi-Chi looks behind her to see a very tired, very weak looking Yamcha guiding his attack to pick off any energy blasts that get too close to Goku or their son. She gives her friend a smile and then returns her attention to Vegeta.

"Try to hurt my family will you. Not as long as I'm here!' She yells, bringing her hands together. She brings them to her waist and takes a dee breath, "Ka….me….ha…me…"

"As if you can protect….oh come on not that attack gain!" Vegeta wails, looking up as blue light blots out the sun.

"HA!"

Chi-Chi screams, firing the destructive wave of energy down towards the Saiyan like an angry sky god of old. The super-heated plasma surges forth with the same fury and power that her husband might have had. Unlike his blue wave, hers' is a light shade more akin to white. When she had mastered the technique in Otherworld, there had never been explanation given for this. Regardless of color though, it cuts through Vegeta's defenses. The Saiyan prince is forced backwards, slamming through a mountain and into a cliff. Only at the end is he able to throw off the attack. His armor smoking, her glares at her with palpable rage.

"You…how is this possible? I…Vegeta? Prince of all Saiyan, being pushed by a woman? An earth woman? This isn't how it was supposed to go…I won't allow you to soil my pride anymore!"

Kicking off of some rubble, the Saiyan prince pounces on Chi-Chi. His fist slams into her gut with enough force to cause her to spit up blood. Unrelenting in his attack, he chops at her exposed back and sends her sailing towards the ground. With a grin, he circumvents her trajectory and nails her with a kick. As she begins to stabilize, the Saiyan prince begins to beat on her. He punches her gut and her face. Again. And Again. And Again until Chi-Chi audibly cries out. Taking the chance, Vegeta fires a burst of energy towards her face.

"What's wrong woman? Nothing to say? Where's your family to help you now?" Vegeta begins charging another energy ball, "And you just got revived to!"

"Damn it! Chi-Chi! Just hold on a little more!" Goku says through gritted teeth, charging his energy. It is almost unbearable to stand here as he sees his wife getting beat like a rag doll. His knuckles are white from clenching them, but he still continues to charge his energy. If he moves now, if he interferes, then it will all have been for nothing. Without Piccolo, the best chance the Earth has is to take him together. Even if fighting him alone would be more fun this time Goku knows that he must put the planet above his own desire to fight.

"Don't worry about her Kakarot, it'll be over for her soon enough," Nappa taunts. The big man had begun to walk towards him. In his current state, Goku might be able to beat or even kill him. But if he does that, then he'll use all of his energy up before he can help Chi-Chi. Sitting still like this was always something Piccolo was good at, but he never seemed to master it.

As Nappa begins to charge his own energy for an attacked, a large boulder comes sailing through the air. The Saiyan Elite is able to easily dodge it. With a grin, he fires a ball of yellow energy in the general direction of the attack. Goku turns his head to see what looks like a bomb going off. As the smoke clears though, a single figure is walking towards them. There is a cold determination to the approaching warrior, who is smaller than either of them would have expected. Goku is just able to make out the outline of swishing tail.

"I thought you would have died by now," Nappa laughs. The bulky Saiyan lands and holds his side as though it were the funniest thing in the world, "Just what do you think you can do?"

Wordlessly, Olve charge forward. Goku cannot help but be impressed by the one armed boy's own speed. The distance between him and Nappa is covered in less than a second and the older Saiyan brings his arm up to block the flying kick from the young warrior. Undeterred, Olve uses his momentum to flip kick and strike at Nappa's exposed back. Scoring a hit, the elite warrior stumbles forward a bit. He then screams in pain as Olve ruthless kicks at Nappa's joint. With his leg giving out, Olve tries to bring his fist down on top of the Saiyan's head to score a win. Much to Goku's, and likely Olve's, dismay however the Saiyan warrior manages to recover in time and catch the attack before it can ever reach him.

"So, you thought you could hurt the great Nappa huh?" The Saiyan gloats, holding Olve by the wrist. He brings his face just inches away from the boy's, "You remind me of someone. Since you're going to die, I might as well give you a little history lesson. Before Planet Vegeta was struck by a meteor and destroyed, I was a sergeant in the Saiyan Army. I led the finest regiment of warriors for years. But, there was one man who I could never stand. Another sergeant. He was a ruthless, tenacious fighter. He would wipe out entire Tuffle villages in one night, slaughtering every single inhabitant. He would attack at night or on holidays. Sneaky, cunning. I even heard he would eat one of their children right in front of them. Just a real sicko. More than that though he was a real fighter, best I ever did was tie against him."

Nappa pauses and tightens his grip, causing Olve to cry out, "The reason I'm telling you this, is because your fighting style reminds me of his. You lack a lot of his sophistication, but fighting with you is dragging up old memories. So thank you." He tightens his grip further and electricity starts to form around his aura, "Because I've always wanted to kill that Olve, guess this is as good as I'm going to get."

Goku knows he has to move now. Nappa will kill that kid unless he acts right now. AS much as he wants to help Chi-Chi, the energy he's gathered will have to be enough. He takes a step forward, but stops. On either side of Nappa he begins to sense two high level energy signatures. One of them is enormous, and familiar. Realizing that he has not looked down at his son this entire time, Goku tries to find Gohan. The boy had slipped away from his spot before Goku had a chance to stop him. To the right of Nappa, Goku can even see him. His little boy is charging a yellow energy attack above his head. He shakes his head and smiles.

"They grow up so fast," Goku laughs and turns his attention to Vegeta. His son will take care of the rest.

Vegeta knocks the earth woman to the ground again. Hating himself, the Saiyan prince is forced to admit that his movements have slowed down ever so slightly. A fraction of a second here, a moment or two slower there. Oh sure, he has been dominating this encounter like any other. The earthlings are powerful, more so than he had anticipated. But he is Vegeta, a Saiyan elite. His body is a citadel, upon which the very meaning of the word Saiyan is defined. Yet, he finds himself being pushed.

He shakes his head and laughs, "You really think you can win, girl? I am Vegeta, a Saiyan Prince. In my veins flows the blood of a warrior race, one who's name echoes throughout the cosmos and leaves fear in its wake. At my fingertips I hold the power to destroy entire worlds! Yours is like any one of the countless I have crushed beneath my boot. You think you are the first mother to stand against me with her sniveling young cowering behind her arms? That your son will be the first orphan I have made?"

"You cannot! Not him, not this time Vegeta!"

"Be reasonable Spina. I do this for the good of our race! There comes a time where even pride must give way to…"

She moves faster than I had ever thought possible. The fine jewels around her neck fall off and break. The indents of her rings mark the King's face. For the first time in his life, he sees the king stagger. His head hangs low, not looking at the Queen.

"Pride. Honor. Fraternity. Determination."

The queen spits these words at the King.

"Long ago, these words meant something to you. When we were young, when we were fighting for our homeland…you promised to uphold these values. You promised them to the people, to me, on your pride as a Saiyan warrior. Now that you have glimpsed the face of death, you crumble like grains of sand. You are pathetic Vegeta. You are a coward."

An echo of the ring dropping on the marble floor is louder than anything the queen could have said.

"Spina…please…understand…I just…I…"

A pat on the head. That is all he feels as the queen walks past him.

"When you are ready to fight, Vegeta. Come find me. When you hold in your heart the pride of our race, come find me. Find me when you are king."

Purple lightening crackles in Prince Vegeta's fist as he matches the eyes of this one human woman. Why is fighting her so difficult? What is it about this one woman that is staying his hand? The more he thinks about it, the angrier he becomes. Saiyans are ruthless warriors, and he will uphold that honor. The earth woman before him, battered and bloodied will not deter him. No matter what it takes, he will conquer here. Not from a space pod, this battle is more than eliminating a rival or selling a planet now. It is even more than immortality. Now, it is a battle to save his pride. To show himself that he has the strength to take the mantle of king.

"How are you able to just stand there?!" Vegeta yells at the earthling, his blood boiling, "Tell me earth woman, how can you even think to defy me? I will crush of that clown you call a husband and drink wine made from his very blood! Your world will burn in unending fire, all life on it to suffer until I grow bored and decide to end it! And mark my words, your son will be the first suffer and the last to die!"

That does it. Vegeta smiles as woman aims a punch right for his face. He struggles a bit to hold the beaten woman back, being forced to block another attack from her free hand. They are locked, pushing against each other's strength. While he could just toss her aside or blow a hole in her head right now, he meets her eyes again. They bore right though him, something more than he had expected from this earthling. It is clear that she is not going to just lay down peacefully and die.

"You…you think that you can just come here and do as you please. People like you, they hurt everyone they meet. They look at people like me and think that we're all just toys in their sick little games. I am so," She pauses to collect herself before meeting his half amused gaze again with tear filled eyes, "I am so tired of it! I'm tired of not being strong enough! I'm tired of watching the man I love suffer while I stand there and do nothing! If dying is what it took then so be it! We'll stop you!"

Suddenly, tendrils of red energy seem to wrap around the earthling's feet. Vegeta does not need a scouter to see that her power-level is rising rapidly. He openly gasps and flies back a few feet. The earthling is clenching her firsts, tears falling to the ground as her rage is brought forth to the surface. Then, all at once, energy pours out from her body like a geyser. The clouds above them darken, the very planet giving a slight tremble at the power possessed by this one mother.

"What…what is this?!" Vegeta yells, protecting his eyes from the gusts of wind cutting across the sky, "Tell me! What is this this power?"

"This? This what I'm going to use to stop you, right here and right now!" The woman says, before letting out one last yell. Her energy turns scarlet, changing the hue of her skin to that of the color red in the process. She turns to face him again, a confident smile on her face. A single bead of sweat rolls off her brow.

"Kaioken. Times Two."

AN: Hello everyone! How were your holidays? Mine were super!

First off, during my absence I would like to think anyone who read my story as well as giving it a follow/fav or reviewing it. Always means the world to me. Second, I am sorry for the massive delay. I guess that whole 'I'll be consistent" thing was debunked by the holidays and finals (shudder). And third, is there any sort of fun stuff you want me to post along with these chapters? Short stories on request, fan questions, you know that sort of thing.

Without further adieu I think it is time I post the new power levels of this chapter.

Chi-Chi: 5023

Chi-Chi (Kaioken x2): 10046

Remember guys, power levels are pretty much bullshit anyways. There are a lot of factors going into each fight. Though I will explain how Chi-Chi raised her power by more than 50x. You see on her journey (content deleted and put in chapter 15).