"Back!" Shawn was utterly amazed. He had read about the Galactics and other fighters being able to use "ki", but had never seen it demonstrated before. Ubuu thrust his body before them, throwing his arm out in a wide arc. The invisible force, like a wall, shoved the incoming soldiers back, flipping them skyward.
Ubuu was directing them towards the clearing, with the destroyed towering wall looming ominously overhead. The emergency shuttles shifted their coordinates, turning their turrets to face the group of runaways…
"Ubuu…" One of the brothers warned.
"I see it, John," he answered without hesitation. Shawn noted that these were standard, not military craft. That meant that more heavily armed reinforcements were more than likely heading their way…
"Get back behind the wall!" Ubuu instructed. Shawn looked towards the others fearfully, who only nodded and did as the man told. Together, the three dived behind the demolished concrete pillar, peering around its edge to watch what was about to unfold. "This is unreal," John commented, his lilac hair thrown over his eyes.
"What was your first tip off?" James replied dryly.
Normally, the two would have continued the little spat, but this called for different measures. The three saiyajin ancestors observed closely, staring in awe as the dark warrior sprinted through the rubble and still burning fires of the once beautiful courtyard, dodging all of the turret pulser fire that came his way. The energy bolts ripped through the ground and concrete beneath, shredding the earth in its wake. Ubuu took no notice to this, hopping this way and that, all the while keeping his concentration with ease as the gunfire shred every which direction around his body. He cart wheeled between two of the streams, using one hand to plant himself and hold the rest of his frame in the air, leaping off and performing an aerial spin, stopping himself in mid-flight and changing directions.
"Holy God," Shawn said.
"Indeed," James answered.
Ubuu connected a powerful fist with one of the shuttles, the impact launching the metallic aircraft into the distance violently. Without changing direction, he placed his hand behind him, fired a ball of yellow ki at the other. The explosion erupted brilliantly, and cast its reflection upon the teens watching from below. Shawn practically felt his jaw drop. This was just too much. Was it really possible that he and the others could do this? He turned the thought over and back again in his mind. Gokan, Boxers, and Vegeta. The hope for the universe… The sound of Ubuu calling to them shook him out of his trance. More ground troops were coming from the city now, with sirens blairing…
"Come on, we need to get going," the reincarantion of Buu spoke quickly as he descended. The kids nodded, removing themselves from their hiding place…
"Not so fast!" A blue blur suddenly connected with Ubuu, thrusting him back several steps. Shawn gasped, stumbling backwards over his own feet, only to trip over a piece of rocky debris to land flat on his back. What just happened?
Next to him, John and James both were transfixed, completely motionless at what they were watching…
Shawn recognized the figure as one of the Galactic counsel he had seen from time to time on the news. He was short, plump, and sporting the characteristic insignia of the Galactic army across his tattered vest, burned to a crisp by some kind of power explosion apparently. Is that what they had heard a minute ago? His yellow eyes bore against Ubuu's calm ones.
"Abgar," the fighter rubbed his jaw with calloused fingers.
"And who, may I ask, are you, human?" The Galactic demanded. "Someone so audacious to oppose the Counsel?"
"My name is Ubuu," he answered. "Leader of the Wayward." He cast the kids a brief glance, and Shawn thought he saw a hint of worry in those soft eyes. Was it for them, or did he not think he was powerful enough to handle the alien? Or maybe both…
"Oh, then these are the saiyajin children, I take it?" Abgar gestured with his hand. Ubuu said nothing. "Good, then my work here is done." He raised his other hand unexpectedly, firing a volatile blast of ki. Ubuu's body was completely overtaken in the detonation, followed by a vicious cloud of smoke that swept over the courtyard. Shawn covered his eyes from the explosion, and felt himself lift from the ground to collide painfully against what was left of the institution wall. James and John followed, connecting on either side of him.
Ubuu… Shawn picked his body from the ground, glancing around to try to see through the haze. He could make out the figure of Abgar, standing alone within the fading fog. The smoke eventually cleared, and left only him, chuckling softly to himself.
"What else could I expect from a human?" He commented, turning towards the children.
Without warning, he stopped, turning around to be met in the face with a brutal elbow from Ubuu. His body tumbled backwards, sliding a deep trench within the mud. He was up in no time flat, sprinting towards the student of Goku with renewed vigor. The two met powerfully, the force of their collision sending a shockwave that resounded throughout the city next to them. Windows shattered, and shuttle alarms were set off. "Oh no," James suddenly nudged Shawn, distracting his attention from the battle.
"What?"
"The military is on its way here, right?"
He was right. The three ran quickly to the edge of the wall, sliding to their knees to peek around the corner. In the distance, they could make out the lights of the G X9's, galactic fighters, rushing quickly their way, all encompassing lights shining to illuminate the city underneath. Along with them were the transport frigates, bringing troops… Shawn turned back to look towards the others fearfully. If Ubuu didn't hurry, this whole thing was going to go straight to hell.
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17 felt the rough hands of General Lernam smash against his skull once more, clubbing him upwards to send him sprawling. His arms flailed helplessly as he slammed into the mud hard. He opened his eyes, witnessing the veteran warrior's vault through the air towards him…
Rolling out of the way just in time, the android hurled himself away, throwing a blast of ki towards his opponent. It kicked up an explosion that caught even him off guard, and spent his frame to spin like a top. Barely, he managed to land the manuever, sliding to a halt next to 18.
"I'd appreciate more help than general well-wishing, you know," he commented.
"Shutup," she scolded, standing groggily to her feet. "You're not doing so hot yourself."
"But I'm at least standing for 50 percent of the time."
"No time to argue," she spoke quickly, bursting into a dash. She flipped over Lernam's assault, placing a kick in the back of his head. He fell forward a few steps, wide open for 17's follow up. The two androids coordinated their movements, slamming into him from both sides, sandwiching his torso between them.
"AGHH!!" He screamed in pain, and clotheslined 17 before turning around to do the same to his partner. The alien was obviously beginning to become worn down, breathing heavily amidst the beatings that he was delivering. 17 smiled. There goes the advantage… However, he was obviously stronger than the two of them combined by far, with reinforcements no doubt on their way… They had to get out of there somehow. His thoughts were interrupted by the kick to his side. It propelled him against and through the wall of the institution on the other side. As he bounced to a stop, he landed on his feet once more, running back towards the exit passage he had made. He dove through, and rammed his body against Lernam, who felt like a solid steel barrier. 17 bounced off, and grit his teeth in frustration.
18 and Lernam exchanged in a flurry of punches, with the latter blocking each one dished out as if it was nothing. He parried one of her attacks, and countered with a sudden uppercut to her stomach that lifted her off the ground. Using her body as a projectile, he flung it into the incoming 17. The two collapsed in a heap, connecting painfully. 17 cursed. It had been awhile since he had last experienced pain…
Lernam grumbled, chuckling as he walked towards them. "Do you robots know fear? You've given me quite the rush…"
17 struggled to move, attempting to figure out some way to keep this menace at bay…
"You could have served the Empire well…" He lifted his hand, placing it above the two androids.
Suddenly, 17's earpiece hummed to life within the auditory canal. "Stay down."
What?
Before he could even think, a barrage of extremely powerful, ki-enhanced pulser fire bombarded Lernam's chiseled frame, lifting him from his feet as he screamed in agony. It thrust his body away, slamming into a lookout tower of the institution, bringing the whole structure to fold over itself and upon him.
17 and 18 were quickly on their feet, glancing up at the familiar Capsule Corp. "runner" spacecraft.
"Piccolo? Kale?"
The starboard door opened quickly, with the figure of the Namek standing within. "Hurry," his voice rang in the earpiece. Behind them, the earth began to rumble with Lernam's shriek of fury… "As you can see, we don't have time to waste. Get in. We're going to go save the saiyajins."
"Didn't think I'd ever be agreeing to that," 18 said.
"Aye, aye," 17 commented, as he and the other flew towards the entrance. "Captain."
Ubuu was directing them towards the clearing, with the destroyed towering wall looming ominously overhead. The emergency shuttles shifted their coordinates, turning their turrets to face the group of runaways…
"Ubuu…" One of the brothers warned.
"I see it, John," he answered without hesitation. Shawn noted that these were standard, not military craft. That meant that more heavily armed reinforcements were more than likely heading their way…
"Get back behind the wall!" Ubuu instructed. Shawn looked towards the others fearfully, who only nodded and did as the man told. Together, the three dived behind the demolished concrete pillar, peering around its edge to watch what was about to unfold. "This is unreal," John commented, his lilac hair thrown over his eyes.
"What was your first tip off?" James replied dryly.
Normally, the two would have continued the little spat, but this called for different measures. The three saiyajin ancestors observed closely, staring in awe as the dark warrior sprinted through the rubble and still burning fires of the once beautiful courtyard, dodging all of the turret pulser fire that came his way. The energy bolts ripped through the ground and concrete beneath, shredding the earth in its wake. Ubuu took no notice to this, hopping this way and that, all the while keeping his concentration with ease as the gunfire shred every which direction around his body. He cart wheeled between two of the streams, using one hand to plant himself and hold the rest of his frame in the air, leaping off and performing an aerial spin, stopping himself in mid-flight and changing directions.
"Holy God," Shawn said.
"Indeed," James answered.
Ubuu connected a powerful fist with one of the shuttles, the impact launching the metallic aircraft into the distance violently. Without changing direction, he placed his hand behind him, fired a ball of yellow ki at the other. The explosion erupted brilliantly, and cast its reflection upon the teens watching from below. Shawn practically felt his jaw drop. This was just too much. Was it really possible that he and the others could do this? He turned the thought over and back again in his mind. Gokan, Boxers, and Vegeta. The hope for the universe… The sound of Ubuu calling to them shook him out of his trance. More ground troops were coming from the city now, with sirens blairing…
"Come on, we need to get going," the reincarantion of Buu spoke quickly as he descended. The kids nodded, removing themselves from their hiding place…
"Not so fast!" A blue blur suddenly connected with Ubuu, thrusting him back several steps. Shawn gasped, stumbling backwards over his own feet, only to trip over a piece of rocky debris to land flat on his back. What just happened?
Next to him, John and James both were transfixed, completely motionless at what they were watching…
Shawn recognized the figure as one of the Galactic counsel he had seen from time to time on the news. He was short, plump, and sporting the characteristic insignia of the Galactic army across his tattered vest, burned to a crisp by some kind of power explosion apparently. Is that what they had heard a minute ago? His yellow eyes bore against Ubuu's calm ones.
"Abgar," the fighter rubbed his jaw with calloused fingers.
"And who, may I ask, are you, human?" The Galactic demanded. "Someone so audacious to oppose the Counsel?"
"My name is Ubuu," he answered. "Leader of the Wayward." He cast the kids a brief glance, and Shawn thought he saw a hint of worry in those soft eyes. Was it for them, or did he not think he was powerful enough to handle the alien? Or maybe both…
"Oh, then these are the saiyajin children, I take it?" Abgar gestured with his hand. Ubuu said nothing. "Good, then my work here is done." He raised his other hand unexpectedly, firing a volatile blast of ki. Ubuu's body was completely overtaken in the detonation, followed by a vicious cloud of smoke that swept over the courtyard. Shawn covered his eyes from the explosion, and felt himself lift from the ground to collide painfully against what was left of the institution wall. James and John followed, connecting on either side of him.
Ubuu… Shawn picked his body from the ground, glancing around to try to see through the haze. He could make out the figure of Abgar, standing alone within the fading fog. The smoke eventually cleared, and left only him, chuckling softly to himself.
"What else could I expect from a human?" He commented, turning towards the children.
Without warning, he stopped, turning around to be met in the face with a brutal elbow from Ubuu. His body tumbled backwards, sliding a deep trench within the mud. He was up in no time flat, sprinting towards the student of Goku with renewed vigor. The two met powerfully, the force of their collision sending a shockwave that resounded throughout the city next to them. Windows shattered, and shuttle alarms were set off. "Oh no," James suddenly nudged Shawn, distracting his attention from the battle.
"What?"
"The military is on its way here, right?"
He was right. The three ran quickly to the edge of the wall, sliding to their knees to peek around the corner. In the distance, they could make out the lights of the G X9's, galactic fighters, rushing quickly their way, all encompassing lights shining to illuminate the city underneath. Along with them were the transport frigates, bringing troops… Shawn turned back to look towards the others fearfully. If Ubuu didn't hurry, this whole thing was going to go straight to hell.
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17 felt the rough hands of General Lernam smash against his skull once more, clubbing him upwards to send him sprawling. His arms flailed helplessly as he slammed into the mud hard. He opened his eyes, witnessing the veteran warrior's vault through the air towards him…
Rolling out of the way just in time, the android hurled himself away, throwing a blast of ki towards his opponent. It kicked up an explosion that caught even him off guard, and spent his frame to spin like a top. Barely, he managed to land the manuever, sliding to a halt next to 18.
"I'd appreciate more help than general well-wishing, you know," he commented.
"Shutup," she scolded, standing groggily to her feet. "You're not doing so hot yourself."
"But I'm at least standing for 50 percent of the time."
"No time to argue," she spoke quickly, bursting into a dash. She flipped over Lernam's assault, placing a kick in the back of his head. He fell forward a few steps, wide open for 17's follow up. The two androids coordinated their movements, slamming into him from both sides, sandwiching his torso between them.
"AGHH!!" He screamed in pain, and clotheslined 17 before turning around to do the same to his partner. The alien was obviously beginning to become worn down, breathing heavily amidst the beatings that he was delivering. 17 smiled. There goes the advantage… However, he was obviously stronger than the two of them combined by far, with reinforcements no doubt on their way… They had to get out of there somehow. His thoughts were interrupted by the kick to his side. It propelled him against and through the wall of the institution on the other side. As he bounced to a stop, he landed on his feet once more, running back towards the exit passage he had made. He dove through, and rammed his body against Lernam, who felt like a solid steel barrier. 17 bounced off, and grit his teeth in frustration.
18 and Lernam exchanged in a flurry of punches, with the latter blocking each one dished out as if it was nothing. He parried one of her attacks, and countered with a sudden uppercut to her stomach that lifted her off the ground. Using her body as a projectile, he flung it into the incoming 17. The two collapsed in a heap, connecting painfully. 17 cursed. It had been awhile since he had last experienced pain…
Lernam grumbled, chuckling as he walked towards them. "Do you robots know fear? You've given me quite the rush…"
17 struggled to move, attempting to figure out some way to keep this menace at bay…
"You could have served the Empire well…" He lifted his hand, placing it above the two androids.
Suddenly, 17's earpiece hummed to life within the auditory canal. "Stay down."
What?
Before he could even think, a barrage of extremely powerful, ki-enhanced pulser fire bombarded Lernam's chiseled frame, lifting him from his feet as he screamed in agony. It thrust his body away, slamming into a lookout tower of the institution, bringing the whole structure to fold over itself and upon him.
17 and 18 were quickly on their feet, glancing up at the familiar Capsule Corp. "runner" spacecraft.
"Piccolo? Kale?"
The starboard door opened quickly, with the figure of the Namek standing within. "Hurry," his voice rang in the earpiece. Behind them, the earth began to rumble with Lernam's shriek of fury… "As you can see, we don't have time to waste. Get in. We're going to go save the saiyajins."
"Didn't think I'd ever be agreeing to that," 18 said.
"Aye, aye," 17 commented, as he and the other flew towards the entrance. "Captain."