Kistios screamed as his ki reached its peak, and his power leveled out. Fixing his black eyes on the pair before him, the super-powered Captain seethed with hatred.

'They will pay,' he thought, snarling slightly through his clenched teeth. 'They will pay for what their despicable race has done to me and my people …'

I still remember it like it was just yesterday; the horrible images have been burned into my memory for all time. The space pods that appeared out of nowhere; the brutal warriors housed within; the screams as they slaughtered all those who stood against them …

We tried to fight them off, and yet even our best efforts were in vain. I remember bundling my young son into my arms, and grabbing the hand of my wife moments before our home was demolished. We fled the city as all around us the buildings burned. We fled, and yet we weren't fast enough …

"And where do you think you're going?"

They had descended out of nowhere, blocking our escape. I gave my son to my wife, and told her to run, but she didn't want to leave me. Before I could even turn around, an explosion sent me flying into the dirt. Mocking laughter filled my ears, as my eyes registered what I was seeing. My wife; my beautiful wife, lying dead in the streets with our son lying next to her, his eyes fixed open with an unseeing look of horror on his face. He had only been four years old …

I should have died that day too. I wanted to die, and yet fate, cruel as it can be, saw fit to allow me to live on. To allow me to watch my world being destroyed by the Saiyajins, who had been sent by Frieza.

The Saiyajin warriors decimated the planet, and only a few survived by dumb luck. I was one of them. The Saiyajins left, and what was left of my people weren't troubled again. It wasn't until much later that I learned that Frieza had lost interest in our world. He had sent his warriors to purge the planet, and had then forgotten about it, like it was just some trivial matter. Millions of lives had been destroyed, but no one cared. Ours was just another world that had been reduced to rubble by the Saiyajins.

But I swore on that day that I would have my revenge. That I would seek out every last one of their despicable race and make sure that they knew what true pain was. Frieza, as it turned out, had met his end at the hands of a Saiyajin, yet that fact did nothing to satisfy me. The orders may have come from the Ice-jin, yet it was the Saiyajins who had the blood of my people on their hands. They would be the ones who would pay …

"Do you hear me! You will pay for what you have done!" Kistios yelled, sending a shock wave of power crashing through the room as his thoughts returned to the present. The surrounding walls shuddered and groaned, and the complex rocked on it's foundation from the sheer power the Awlgrenian captain was emitting. Rejhan and Myshel braced themselves as the wave of energy hit them, both refusing to give an inch.

"I don't know what's happened in your past, but we had nothing to do with it!" Myshel yelled back at the Captain, flaring her own golden aura and standing tall before her enemy. Next to her, Rejhan did the same, nodding in agreement with her friend. Everything in the corridor was cast into an eerie light as the golden auras of the two Super Saiyajins clashed with the violet of Kistios, both seemingly battling for supremacy. Rejhan, her teal eyes flashing wildly, hissed through her teeth.

"If anything, you're the one who should pay!" she yelled with a slight growl. "You kidnapped my family and friends, stole their power, and have put us through hell!" Myshel nodded in agreement, growling herself. They both crouched into battle stances, and Rejhan threw the filthiest of glances at the supercharged Kistios.

"We're not going to let you get away with it!"

Simultaneously, both girls charged forwards; Rejhan pulling her fist back for a right hook, and Myshel lashing out with a left foot roundhouse. With a battle cry, both girls let loose, and hit … air. The Captain was suddenly gone.

"No way," Myshel growled, whipping around and scanning the room for any sign of Kistios. Her blazing eyes met nothing but broken pieces of the complex, but Rejhan had more luck.

"Behind you!" Rejhan cried, yet Myshel was too slow, and Kistios sent her flying with a blow from behind. Myshel crashed into chunks of debris as she careened out of control away from the battle. Rushing her opponent, Rejhan launched herself into a series of punch-kick combos, which were easily deflected by Kistios, who just leered at the young warrior. Dodging a backswing kick, the Awlgrenian Captain vanished, knife handing Rejhan in the back of the neck and sending her tumbling forwards.

'Too fast,' she thought to herself, stopping her mad tumble, and turning to face the Captain once more. But once more, Kistios was gone.

"Looking for me?" a sinister voice hissed into her ear, and Rejhan spun around only to be clobbered in the face by a savage right hook. Too stunned to stop herself, the teen crashed into a wall before tumbling to the ground, momentarily dazed by the blow. She hadn't even sensed him move …

Myshel shook her head from side to side, rolling quickly to her feet and refocusing on the battle just in time to watch Rejhan collapse to the floor.

"Rejhan!" Myshel cried, seeing her friend lying in a crumpled heap on the floor. With a growl, she flared her aura as she faced Kistios; her teal eyes burning with anger. "You monster!" she yelled before charging him.

"You think I'm the monster? You Saiyajins have the blood of millions on your hands!" Kistios retorted as he dodged and deflected the vast majority of Myshel's attacks. The ones that did hit home did nothing to slow the battle-hardened Captain down. A foot to the chest saw Myshel tumbling backwards, and she only just managed to bring her arms up to defend herself as a ki blast exploded, knocking her further backwards.

As the smoke cleared, the young woman saw with horror that Kistios had turned his attention back towards Rejhan, who was still on the floor. With a surge of power, Myshel dived after him, maneuvering in the air in order to land a powerful kick on his back. But at the crucial moment, Kistios vanished, leaving Myshel with no chance at stopping herself. With a cry of horror, she plowed straight into the person whom she was trying to save, crashing through the wall and taking Rejhan with her.

High above, Kistios smirked as the two girls came to a halt in the debris of the wall. He may not have been as powerful as they were, yet he was by far faster, and more experienced in battle. Years of planning his revenge had seen him engage in any form of combat that he could, in the hopes that when he at last found the wretched Saiyajins that he would be ready for them. These two amateur warriors were nothing more than powerful children compared to him, and no matter how strong they were, children were still nothing more than children …

Down below, Myshel groaned as she struggled to right herself. Somewhere underneath her, Rejhan was choking on the dust that had exploded around them. Shifting piles of rubble, the two girls soon freed themselves, feeling a little bit worse for wear. Rejhan had a large gash on her forehead, which was leaking blood down the right side of her face, and was nursing a few cracked ribs. Myshel, although not bleeding, could feel that her right foot was swelling up as a result of the impact with the wall and with Rejhan, and concluded that it was at best severely sprained. That, plus her right shoulder felt as if it had been torn from the socket and jammed back in, causing a rather painful stiffness.

"I'm so sorry," she said, helping Rejhan to her feet, and leaning on what was left of the wall for support. Her right foot was definitely in a bad way.

"It's alright," Rejhan wheezed, holding a hand to her chest. Her forehead was stinging, and her left cheek felt like it was the size of a balloon, yet it was her ribs that were worrying her the most. Myshel had definitely cracked a few when she had hit her, and she was finding it hard to breathe …

"Are you two quite finished taking a break?" Kistios called down from above, hovering over them with his arms folded over his chest. Rejhan winced, and Myshel growled.

"What now? He's too fast, and I can't follow him," Myshel said, her teal eyes fixed on their opponent.

Rejhan frowned up at the Captain. "He is fast, but he's not stronger than us. He's relying on his speed to beat us," she said, and Myshel snorted.

"Yeah, and so far I'd say that his plan is working."

"So we come up with a plan of our own," Rejhan retorted, taking a deep breath and closing her eyes. Kistios' now purple ki form burned bright on the inside of her eyelids, and Rejhan knew at once that his power was below that of a Super Saiyajin. Not by much, but he was weaker. His speed was his only real advantage.

"Break time's over, kiddies!" the Awlgrenian Captain yelled, before diving at the pair. Myshel jumped out of the way, yet Rejhan didn't move.

'He won't attack on the dive. Wait until he moves,' she thought to herself, concentrating all of her energy on his ki form. She observed him carefully before catching a glimpse of exactly what she was looking for. 'There!' Spinning to her left, she felt her right fist impact with Kistios' face as his ki form darted to the side. Opening her eyes, she saw the muscular Captain stumble slightly from surprise, before Myshel hit him with a drop kick from behind.

"Keep on him, Chel!" Rejhan called, and Myshel nodded as she darted after the Captain, dropping an elbow into his back. As he went crashing towards the ground, he vanished, and Myshel stopped in midair, her eyes darting over towards Rejhan.

Her eyes closed, Rejhan could see the purple ki form darting from left to right as he advanced towards Myshel, who still hadn't managed to locate him. Springing into action, Rejhan saw a gap and spun into a spinning roundhouse kick, connecting with the Captain's stomach, and sending him flying once more. Immediately, however, Rejhan found herself hunched over and gasping for air, as the attack had jostled her ribs painfully. She struggled to catch her breath as Myshel once again went on the attack.

Now that the Captain's surprise attack had been ruined, Myshel went on the offensive, and Kistios was left parrying the blows this time. The blows came thick and fast, yet Myshel's attack sequence wasn't as neat and conditioned as what a more experienced fighter's would have been. Seeing an opening, Kistios fired a ki blast into the girl's stomach, sending her crashing backwards into a wall. Pressing his advantage, he followed through with a knee to the chest, causing Myshel to double over in pain. A fierce uppercut snapped her head back, and left her seeing stars before an axe kick sent her crashing into the ground below. She landed with a sickening thud, her face contorted in a look of extreme pain.

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Kistios surveyed his two opponents and sneered. "Not bad for a couple of girls, but you'll have to do better than that if you're planning on beating me," he mocked, and Rejhan growled up at him as she helped Myshel to her feet. Leaning heavily on her friend, Myshel flexed her neck before turning back towards Kistios.

"Rej, this is looking pretty bad," she said, and Rejhan nodded in agreement.

"But we can't let him win. The others are counting on us," she replied, her face set in a grim look of determination. "We just have to keep trying. My dad and Gohan wouldn't give up, and neither will I!"

With a cry, Rejhan flared her golden aura and shot into the air, rising up to be level with Kistios. Myshel wasn't far behind her, and soon the golden warriors were once again facing off with the Awlgrenian Captain.

"Got your second wind, have you?" he taunted. Myshel and Rejhan hissed. "Guess I'll just have to knock it out of you then!"

Rejhan closed her eyes and locked her senses onto Kistios' ki, moving backwards as he rushed towards them. Taking her queue from her friend, Myshel moved backwards as well, keeping one eye on Rejhan. Kistios vanished, and Rejhan spun around to face the opposite direction, blocking a spin kick at the same time that Myshel lashed out with a kick of her own. Kistios fell away from the girls, who darted after him; Rejhan following his moves with her ki Sight, and Myshel following Rejhan.

Kistios righted himself, and shot towards the teenaged demi-Saiyajins once more, and a two-on-one exchange of blows soon followed. Rejhan kept her eyes closed the whole time, never letting her concentration waver from her opponent's ki. While he was engaged in fighting, Myshel could follow the battle with her own senses, but the minute the Captain vanished, her eyes turned to Rejhan, who's movements quickly alerted her to where Kistios was. In this way, the two girls were quickly gaining the upper hand on their opponent.

With attacks hitting home at the same time, the teens sent Kistios crashing into a rather solid wall, where his battered body hung in the impression that he had made. Lifting his weary head, twin beams of light blinded him as two voices, yelling out as one, rang through his ears.

"Kamehameha!"

"Hikarima HA!"

"NNNOOO!" Kistios cried as the combined attack plowed into him, exploding on impact.

Taking in deep breaths, Rejhan and Myshel surveyed the ground as the smoke began to clear. There was no movement down below, and both girls knew that the Captain was finished for the time being.

"I know you're still alive down there!" Rejhan called out as she and Myshel continued to watch the rubble for any sign of movement. His ki was weak, yet both girls could feel that Kistios was still alive.

"If I were you, I'd just give up already!" Myshel called out, and a pile of rubble shifted down below, revealing the battered Captain.

"Give up?" he wheezed as he struggled to get to his feet, gave up, and collapsed onto his behind, glaring up at the two Super Saiyajins above him. "Why don't the pair of you just finish me off already?"

"To be honest, we don't really want to kill you. You started this; we just wanted our family and friends back," Rejhan called down, and Kistios laughed.

"Don't want to kill me? You Saiyajins are nothing but killers … cold-blooded murderers!" he yelled, once again trying to get to his feet, but once again finding that his strength had failed him.

Myshel frowned. "Whatever you think you know about us, you're wrong. We're not killers. We just want to live our lives in peace."

"Peace? How can you say that, knowing that your kind is responsible for destroying the peace of millions!" Kistios yelled, his anger returning, but not his strength. For the life of him, he simply couldn't rise to his feet to face the two girls.

"That all happened in the past," Rejhan called down. "The Saiyajins of today help those in need, and the ones that you remember paid for their crimes when Frieza destroyed their home world." Rejhan carefully let out a heavy sigh, before shaking her head from side to side. "You're holding a grudge against a race of people who no longer exist," she finished, landing on the ground with a small groan of pain. Touching down next to her, Myshel placed an arm on her friend's shoulder as her right foot painfully rested on the ground. Taking in a deep breath, both girls dropped out of their transformed state as they relaxed.

"Rejhan's right; the Saiyajins of old are gone now, and the few of us left want nothing more than to live out our lives with our loved ones," Myshel said, and Kistios shook his head.

"You expect me to believe that such heartless monsters could change so much?"

"We're letting you live aren't we?" Rejhan retorted. "If we were the heartless monsters that you think we are, then we'd attack you now while you were helpless to stop us. Instead, we're going to join our friends and leave this planet. What you do from here is entirely up to you. Come after us again if you want, but we'll be ready if you do."

"And just so you know, the boys are a hell of a lot stronger than we are," Myshel added, before the pair of them turned their backs on the fallen Captain and silently headed off into the darkness of the next corridor.

Watching them go, Kistios didn't know what to think. They had left him alive, but why? Surely no Saiyajin could resist finishing off an opponent? And yet these two girls were walking away.

'Could I have been wrong in thinking that the years wouldn't have changed them? And haven't I myself changed over the years?' Kistios wondered as he collapsed onto his back, staring up at his ruined complex. 'Those girls spared me. The ones who murdered my family, and destroyed my world never would have done that. And the world that I took them from … so peaceful. Could I have left my revenge too late? Could I … have been … wrong?'

With a sigh, Kistios' eyes slid shut as the Awlgrenian Captain lost consciousness, and gave in to the darkness.

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Sitting in the Capsule Corp. spaceship, Gohan, Goku, and Vegeta were watching the complex for any sign of the two girls. Trunks and Goten were fast asleep inside, oblivious to what was happening around them, yet the other three Saiyajins were anxiously scanning the area for any sign of movement.

"Where are they?" Gohan muttered not for the first time, standing up and pacing out his worry.

"I'm sure they're ok," Goku replied, although he was just as worried. After all, it was his daughter that was in there …

Vegeta snorted. "They're both fine. They're Saiyajins, aren't they?" he said, folding his arms in a mock expression of unconcern.

"But I can't sense them anymore," Gohan said, hitting a button and opening the door. "I'm going in after them," he added as the door slid open. Making to leave, he suddenly froze in his tracks.

There they were, standing before the ship, leaning on each other for support. Their clothes were torn and bloody, Myshel was limping badly on her right foot, and Rejhan had an arm wrapped around her ribs, with a trail of dried blood down the side of her swollen face. Myshel was sporting a nasty black eye and was heavily favouring her right shoulder, yet she grinned when she caught sight of Gohan standing before them.

"Hey," she greeted, and Rejhan looked up at her twin as well.

"Sorry to keep you waiting," she said, flashing her brother a typical Son grin.

"I'm just glad that you're both alive," Gohan replied, making his way towards the pair. Behind him, Goku and Vegeta were following suit.

"Never better," Rejhan mumbled with a lazy grin, her eyes slightly glazed over.

"Yeah, we're just peachy," Myshel added, before the both of them collapsed onto the ground, exhaustion finally overcoming them.

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Author's note. And so ends the battle. Hope you all enjoyed, cos I had a hell of a time writing this! Big hugs to Myshel for adding the finishing touches to the fight scenes! Ahh, the joys of co-writing! Anyway, let us know what you think, and thanks to everyone who has reviewed! The final chapter will be a joint effort, but I can't say for sure how soon we'll get it out. Just keep an eye out as usual. Anyway, catch you all later!

Rejhan.