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The Battle of New Namek
Chaos.
That was the scene that unfolded on Namek as Cooler's forces charged the Saiyans. Cooler flew at the front of the assault and came right at Turles with a swipe of his purple energy blade. The Saiyan leader jumped out of the away, the blade merely slashing the front of his armor. Eyes burning with fury, Turles jumped into the cyborg's guard and landed and uppercut in his sternum that sent Cooler flying back into the ranks of his army, much to the surprise of his subordinates. The counterattack served to rally the remaining Saiyans into a frenzy, and they charged into the wave of opponents with savage delight.
The oldest Saiyan, Lomen, went straight for Cooler's right-hand man, Salza. Sesamy went after Broly, while the twins, Abo and Cado, were engaged by two dark skinned Saiyans, Nira and Kress. Guarana the gorilla cyborg took on Rhubub, and Chokly zoomed forward, starting her fight against Shisami with a kick to the stomach. Tagoma zeroed in on Nazz with a savage grin, while Onio and Kuriza simultaneously landed a punch on the other one's face.
Nine Saiyans remained, and they all dove into the sea of meta-coolers, wreaking metallic carnage as they battled the copies.
Cooler vs Turles
Cooler crashed into the planet and ploughed through the dirt, creating a wide trench in his wake. Turles landed in the trench and folded his arms with a smile.
"I must admit that I'm surprised, Cooler. If you wanted to fight a losing battle, you should have just sent your pathetic servants.
The cyborg stood up and flicked some dirt off his shoulder. "My, aren't you confident today. Is that why you were flaring your energy?"
"What?" Turles looked confused, so Cooler elaborated.
"I must confess, I was surprised. Normally you only crawl out of your hole to plant a tree, and my drones reported no such activity from you Saiyans. When my new acquaintance, the Hera girl who so easily killed three of your number, told me otherwise, I was very surprised. She barged into my quarters, telling me that she could sense her little friend all the way over here. I don't know your reason for having Goyan fight your new recruit, but I'm grateful you abandoned stealth for it."
Turles cursed himself. He thought they were far enough away from Cooler's territory that he wouldn't have detected them yet. The prospect of the dragon balls had clouded his judgement. He shook his head, knowing there was nothing for it now but to fight.
"Well, it is a bit earlier than I'd planned for, but I must say, I look forward to destroying you. Where's your special form today?"
"Normally, you're too cowardly to venture into the open without the aid of the Namekian." Cooler taunted. "While your combined power proved somewhat formidable, I thought a single monkey would hardly be worthy of my true power. However, judging by your last attack, it would seem I've underestimated your growth."
Turles continued to smirk. "Now do you see why your brother tried to destroy us? He couldn't bear the fact that the lowly monkeys would far surpass the power that he was so proud of. Now you, the last remnant of his pathetic empire, can see just how right he was to fear the Saiyans. There are no limits to the power I can achieve."
"Hm." Cooler let out a small smile. "Your arrogance would be amusing, if it weren't so revolting."
"Arrogance?" Turles laughed. "I am on the brink of achieving the ultimate power. Once I dispose of you, Slug will be the next to fall. The Saiyans will rule all creation, and I will be their immortal god."
Cooler shook his head contemptuously. "Leave it to a monkey to climb a tree and think he's conquered heaven. You're nothing but a pirate, and you know nothing of godhood."
"Well," Turles replied, never dropping his superior expression, "I'm sure you'll see things differently, once I dethrone Beerus that is. I hope they let you watch it from Hell."
Cooler's eyes widened at this declaration, and for the first time, he felt genuine surprise. The shock then dissipated into boisterous laughter.
"Ahahahaha!" Cooler's metallic voice rang out. "I was wrong about you, Turles. You are not arrogant. You're simply insane. You truly believe that you can overthrow the god of destruction by eating a few pieces of fruit?"
"Why not?" Turles shrugged. "The fruit has already allowed me to surpass you, oh mighty Cooler. And when I use the dragon balls to grant me immortality, my power will only continue to grow."
"Dragons and fruit?" Cooler shook his head. "Let me show you just how delusional you are." In an instant, Cooler grew several feet taller, and much bulkier. Curved, silver spikes jutted out from his wrists and ankles about a foot long. The pattern on his shoulders became raised and broader, and his head sprouted four long points that extended up and slightly back. His eyes were solid red, the dim glow enhanced by the mask that now covered his face from the nose down.
"You wish to be a god?" Cooler's voice was now deep and grinding, shredding through the air itself as he spoke. "Let me show you the threshold to divinity. HAAAAAAH!"
Turles was pushed back by an explosion of power. His hands raised to shield his eyes from the blinding gold light that bathed the area in waves. He had only seen this form once before, and that was the last time he and Slug fought Cooler. It was only through unprecedented luck, along with a bit of magic from Slug, that they escaped with their lives. Now, Turles was stronger, and thanks to Slug's observations, he knew how to exploit the form's weakness. Even though he had not wanted to engage Cooler until after the next harvest, he was certain that he could beat the metal lizard. But as the waves of power receded, the Saiyan couldn't help but feel a chill of unease run down his spine.
Cooler now stood on a plane of glass, his image reflecting from all directions. Bright gold coated his body, from head to tail, with silver accent lines, similar to lines a microchip, along his arms and legs. The tip of his tail was silver and serrated, as were the spikes on his wrists and ankles. His head spikes increased from four to five and alternated between gold and silver.
"Good…" Turles said with a smile that looked much more forced than his previous one. "Killing you wouldn't be as fun if it weren't a challenge."
Broly Vs Sesamy
Broly brought up his guard just in time for a female Saiyan's fist to slam into it. The power behind the hit was astonishing and sent the larger Saiyan flying through the sky. With an explosive shout, he stopped his ascent and assumed his stance, ready for the next attack. He searched for his opponent, but she had disappeared from sight.
"Back here, handsome."
Broly spun quickly to face Sesamy with her hands on her hips and a smug smile on her face. Broly had never seen a female Saiyan before, and paused a moment to take her appearance in. She was pretty in a hard sort of way. Her bare arms, legs, and stomach were toned without being overly muscled. Her hair was parted down the middle with the tips spiking upward.
"Like what you see?" She gave him a sly look. "Cuz I do. I know I shouldn't want the enemy to increase their forces, but I'm honestly happy that the lizard finally got a good-looking guy on his staff."
"Uh… I beg your pardon?" Broly dropped his guard momentarily, but quickly raised it again.
"Well, Salza's ok, but I prefer a guy with muscles rather than some feather banged pretty boy. You've got a nice build, and you've got a nice face. I'll try to avoid messing it up too much."
"I'll try to show the same courtesy then." Broly was a little surprised to see that this woman had such a casual approach to their battle, but he'd fought with Adamantia enough to realize this was likely a tactic. It was best to just play along, rather than let it get under your skin.
"Hahaha! Wow, I wasn't expecting that." She grinned. "But I like it. Let's see who can win while messing up the other's face the least. My name's Sesamy by the way. Femme fatale and legendary super Saiyan. At least I will be once I get that kid to tell me how he did it…" She muttered the last part to herself. "Anyway, what's your name, handsome?"
"Broly." The giant Saiyan grimaced at the prospect of facing this woman if she really was a super Saiyan. Even in her base, he was sure his transformed state would not be enough to take her on.
"Broly?" Sesamy tilted her head. "That sounds like a Saiyan name."
"That's probably because I am a Saiyan."
"What!? No way!" Sesamy shouted with a mixture of surprise and excitement. "That's even better! Oh, wait a minute…" She looked down with a hand on her chin, trying to figure something out. "If you're a Saiyan, why are you fighting for Cooler? Did you mean to betray your own kind, or are you just trying to get a good fight?"
Broly frowned. "It's complicated. I would rather not fight you to be honest. I only came to make sure my young friends, Goten and Trunks, are returned to their homes in safety. Are they alright?" He asked. Honestly, It was somewhat refreshing facing an opponent that didn't mind talking things out.
"The kids? Well, they're down there by the Namekians. Goyan roughed them up a bit, but that green girl took him out." She sighed. "Guess you'd call that Karma. The little one's a real scrapper though."
Broly looked down to see a green mass of Namekians. One of them was hunched over two little bodies and Broly clenched his fists when he realized how badly the boys must have been hurt. Angry though he was, the fact that Zangya had administered justice eased his mind. He really didn't come to fight, only to assist Zangya in the recovery of the children. Even so, seeing the boys unconscious made his blood boil. "Did you 'rough them up' too?"
"What? Of course not. I told you, that was all Goyan." Sesamy casually waved his question away.
The woman appeared to bear neither him, nor the boys any ill intention, so he gave her a nod and turned to retrieve them. "Then… I'll just go get them."
"Hold up." Sesamy suddenly blocked his path. "You're not going anywhere."
"Look, I really don't want to fight you." Broly insisted, before trying to move past her. She grabbed his arm and threw him back.
"You're a Saiyan and you don't want to fight? Like I'd buy that. You're practically begging for it with that body." She said with a chuckle. "Come on, big guy. Show me what you got."
Broly hesitated, trying to weigh his options. He knew this woman was too strong for him to beat. All he wanted was to grab the boys and take them off the battlefield. Sesamy saw his hesitation and decided to try her persuasive charms.
"I'm really good, you know. It'll be a fight you won't soon forget." This didn't seem to have any sway on Broly, and she sighed. 'How come Nazz never has to convince guys to fight her. Don't I look strong enough?'
Her self-conscious thoughts were disrupted when she noticed Broly's gaze shift from her to the kids.
"Oh, is that what it is?" She sighed in relief. "Here I thought you found a fight with me unappealing. But I guess you're just one of those mission focused guys, right? Can't get into it until all your other business is done? Alright, tell you what. You satisfy me, and I'll let you take those kids wherever you want. I'll even help you. Deal?"
Broly raised his eyebrows at this. "You're saying if I fight you, you'll help me get Goten and Trunks home?"
"Uh…" She tried not to think about what Turles might say to this. He seemed not to care much for the kids so maybe he wouldn't mind. "Sure. Why not."
Broly nodded. This girl was too fast for him to outrun, so a fight seemed to be his only option. The boys were safe enough with the Namekians for now. He just needed to finish this before the battle got too wild. At least she didn't say he had to win. He tried one last time to appeal to the woman. "I really would rather not fight you."
Sesamy adopted an angry expression. "Oh, I see how it is! What, do I not look strong enough? Got your eye on another fighter!? Who is it!? Nazz? Nira!? Well, listen here, buster, I'm not taking no for an answer, you got that!?"
Broly reeled back, stunned by the sudden outburst. "Er, well… if we have to…" The Saiyan took one last look at the boys, strengthened his resolve, and shook his head. "I guess we'll skip the warmup."
"Well… Ok, I'll settle for a quicky, just as long as you promise a real fight later."
Broly didn't answer as he closed his eyes and the air started to thicken around him. "HaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
Lightning shot out from Broly, and he was encapsulated by green and gold energy. The Ki pulsed outward before rushing back inward, clinging tight to Broly's outline. The energy cracked, then exploded, making Sesamy shield her eyes. When she lowered her hands, her jaw dropped. Broly had grown several feet, not to mention a hulking amount of muscle mass. Broly had jumped straight to his second transformation, and while it was slightly trimmer than his first form, his size was still double the Saiyan woman.
"Hoh baby…" Sesamy uttered in awe. Then she licked her lips and a wide grin spread across her features. "Let's get it on!"
Zangya Vs Kalif
Kalif chased Zangya with the Z sword, swinging wildly at the green woman. The sword was much heavier than she anticipated, and she was initially thrown off her rhythm by the weapon which made her miss the first couple of swings. Zangya backed away swiftly through the air, narrowly avoiding each swing of the blade. The Hera was almost impressed by the Saiyan woman's ability to wield her weapon so easily with one hand. Though her fury was still burning inside her, she realized this was not an opponent that she should lose her wits against. As she channeled her anger to increase her focus, she noticed something about the woman's attacks.
"You've never fought with a sword before, have you?" The green fighter asked with a malicious smile while ducking a swipe.
Kalif spun the blade in an upward arc before bringing it back in a downward slash, then finished with a forward thrust. Each attack was barely avoided by Zangya, but her condescending smile never left her face.
"If you're trying to get under my skin with that arrogant look, it won't work." Kalif maintained her composure as she carried on her assault.
"You think I'm arrogant?" Zangya flipped backward avoiding a sideways stroke, then twirled forward with a roundhouse kick that Kalif swayed back to dodge. She countered with another thrust that was parried with Zangya's palm against the flat of the blade. "You really think some amateur can wield the legendary Z sword?"
"Amateur?" Now Kalif was smirking as she slashed several times in quick succession. "You don't know much about Saiyans do you, green girl? Fighting's in our blood. There's no form of combat we don't excel in."
"Yeah, your pretty good." Zangya admitted. "But you know what?" She charged Kalif, and the Saiyan poised the sword to deliver some rapid thrusts. She let the sword burst forward in an attempt to skewer or repulse the Hera, but as Zangya dove in, she weaved gracefully past every strike, flowing like water along the length of the blade as it went forward and back. She closed in on the surprised Kalif, grabbed the hilt of the sword and brought her other hand up to the Saiyan girl's face. "You're telegraphing."
Kalif's eyes grew wide as a ball of ki formed in Zangya's hand. Thinking quickly, she let go of the sword and dove down, avoiding a stream of ki by a hair.
Recovering quickly, Kalif flanked Zangya and charged her own attack with two hands. The energy built up rapidly, but a shocked expression appeared on her face when the attack decreased in size faster than it expanded. The Ki vanished, and the Saiyan noticed several thin strings glinting in the sunlight, attached to her hands. Before she could attempt to move, she felt herself yanked forward, and an uppercut buried itself in her gut. Zangya looked at her with an expression of triumph, that quickly turned to anger.
"EXCEL IN THIS!" A wave of crimson light erupted from Zangya's fist, and the Saiyan disappeared in a sea of red ki.
Chokly Vs Shisami
"What happened to your horns, cowpie?" Chokly jeered as she zipped around the large cyborg. "Did the iron lizard finally decide to get you neutered?" She rushed in and landed several jabs to his face, followed by a sweeping low kick to the shin.
"I told you last time you little brat!" Shisami roared as he flailed his arms in a vain attempt to hit the hybrid. He had become rather sensitive about his horns, or lack thereof, since Gohan had torn them off. "Those horns aren't for reproduction!"
"Oh, really?" She stopped right in front of the minotaur with arms folded and a tilted head. "So, you were always a steer?"
"GRAH!" He threw a haymaker that went right through the female's head. Unfortunately for him, her entire form vanished and the real Chokly landed a solid kick to the back of his head, sending him into a squad of meta-Coolers like a bowling ball into a set of pins.
"And here I thought steers were supposed to be docile." She quipped.
A massive red ki blast was heading straight for her in response to her joke, and she jumped over it, only to be divebombed by Shisami and 5 meta-coolers, each landing a hit on her before she crashed into the ground. Shaking herself from the impact, she smiled when she saw the six fighters coming at her.
"Nice. I always love a good game of tag." With that, she vanished from their sight.
Cooler vs Turles
"HAA!" Cooler swung a purple energy blade down on Turles' head. The Saiyan caught his forearm with one hand, his feet sliding through the dirt as he did so.
"I must say, the threshold to godhood isn't as high as I expected." Turles quipped with some effort.
Cooler just smiled under his mask and forced his blade down slowly. The Saiyan grit his teeth and pushed back, but he soon realized that one hand was not going to work. He grabbed the arm with his other hand and twisted it down before sending a kick into the gold cyborg's oblique. Before the hit landed, Turles felt something heavy and sharp collide with the side of his face, knocking him away. He spun through the air, landed on his feet, and scowled when he saw Cooler's long tail waving back and forth. His scowl deepened when he felt a steady trickle of blood leaking from his cheek.
"Excellent reflexes." Cooler commended. "I was trying to remove your head. I suppose I must try harder next time." He lunged at Turles with a sideways slash that the Saiyan chose to dodge, rather than catch.
Turles ducked and swayed to avoid the countless thrusts and swipes that rained down on him. The larger fighter kept forcing him back with his relentless barrage. Turles tried to dive to the side, but a swipe from Cooler's tail smacked the pirate back into place, and he narrowly avoided being run through. Growing tired of running, and realizing that he couldn't outflank his opponent, Turles did the only thing he could think of doing.
"PULSE DRIVE!" The Saiyan fired a massive beam of energy, but rather than aiming it at his opponent, he shot the beam straight behind him. The blast shot Turles forward like a rocket, and his head slammed into Cooler's chest. Cooler was thrown off by this unexpected counter, and reeled backwards as Turles pressed his advantage. He hammered the lizard with powerful punches and kicks, one strike flowing perfectly into the next. The Saiyan was too close for Cooler to hit him affectively with his hands, so he tried once more to counter with his tail.
Turles fully expected this method of attack, and when the serrated tip came at him, he caught it with both hands and started to spin, taking Cooler off his feet. After several rounds of spinning, Turles launched him into the air. The cyborg recovered enough to turn and block his attacker as he appeared above him, the knee landing right on Cooler's cross guard. Even with his attack being blocked, Turles continued to drive his knee forward, until he slammed him into Namek, shaking the planet. He jumped back and fired a barrage of Ki blasts into the hole that Cooler had made. The cyborg reignited his energy blade and started slicing through the attacks like a ninja cutting fruit. Turles brought both hands over his head and gathered a massive amount of dark purple energy.
"CALAMITY BLASTER!"
Cooler raised his other hand and pointed at the oncoming blast with a finger. "SUNBURST!"
From his finger erupted an orange, red, and gold beam that matched his opponent's in size and power. The two struggled for dominance, the beam struggle frozen in a deadlock.
"HAHAHA! WHAT'S WRONG COOLER!? I THOUGHT YOU WOULD AT LEAST FORCE ME TO TRY HARDER THAN THIS!"
Just as he said this, two purple beams shot from his opponent's eyes. Turles wasn't fast enough to avoid it completely, and one of the beams grazed his shoulder. This was enough to distract the Saiyan from the beam struggle, and Cooler forced his attack on, plowing through the calamity blaster. Turles dove down, letting the attacks sail over him as he sped toward his enemy. He raised a fist, and with all his built-up speed and power released it into Cooler's face, sending the cyborg flying across the planet.
Kuriza vs Onio
A deafening crash sent shockwaves across the battlefield.
"OW!" Onio shouted as he rubbed his head. "Watch it chestnut! You almost skewered me with that pointy head of yours!" The fat Saiyan jumped forward and twirled to deliver a spinning double kick.
"Well, it's not my fault you have such a fat head onion breath!" Kuriza yelled as he blocked both kicks before he countered with a tail swing. Onio ducked under the tail with a dab, then bounced over his opponent to deliver a punch from behind. The son of Frieza turned to catch his fist and threw a punch of his own, which in turn was caught by the Saiyan. Both fighters pushed against the other, gritting their teeth openly at their opponent.
"Grr, how's, rrr, Honey!?" Kuriza asked through the struggle.
"Urrg, she's, grr, fine!" Onio answered. "She misses, rrr, our teatimes!"
"I, grrr, miss them, urgh, too!" Kuriza grunted.
The Saiyan and frost demon backed away from each other, before jumping back in with a flurry of blows being exchanged.
"Maybe when this war is over, we can all get together for DINNER!" Onio continued the conversation as though they weren't locked in a death battle.
"I'd LIKE that!" Kuriza replied with a particularly vicious swing of his elbow.
Abo and Cado vs Nira and Kress.
Kress held his bandage wrapped hands up in a boxing stance, dancing gracefully through the air while the twin cyborgs surrounded him. The dark skinned Saiyan ducked under Abo's kick, then took Cado's punch right on his guard. He swayed to the side, then the other, weaving flawlessly to avoid the red and blue fighters combined attacks.
"Keep the guard up." Nira called from the sidelines.
"I know." Kress replied while slipping past a punch.
"Watch the breathing." The dark woman called again.
"I know." Kress said with some impatience, hopping over an attempted tackle, then taking several kicks on his guard.
"Duck and weave. Don't be so stationary. Slip the jab and push in. Fix your footwork."
"I know. I know. I KNOW ALREADY!" Kress shouted and the distraction allowed both twins to simultaneously land a punch to the face.
"Oh, now, see what happens when you get distracted!?" The woman chided. "I told you to fix your footwork."
"We are flying, mom! What does my footwork have to do with anything!?" The teen Saiyan questioned angrily with a swollen nose. "And I wouldn't have lost focus if you hadn't been constantly nagging every little thing!"
"NAGGING!?" Nira became indignant. "Is that how you thank your coach, you little brat!? Maybe I should get Rhubub over here and show you how it's done!"
"At least dad would actually help!"
"Awe, I didn't weawize wittle Kwessy still needed mommy to hold his hand!" She mocked.
"That's not what I'm saying, and you know it! With all the restrictions you put on this exercise, how do you expect me to fight both of them!? I can't use Ki, kicks, or even punches for the first 2 minutes!"
"I expect you to fight like a Saiyan, you little punk! Your defense is trash, so we're training that. It isn't really training if it's too easy. I mean, come on. It's Abo and Cado."
""EXCUSE ME!"" Both twins exclaimed at once. Till now, they had simply been thrown off by the strange sidebar, but now they realized these Saiyans weren't taking them seriously at all. "We are the elite of the cold empire!" Abo shouted.
"We-" Cado was no doubt about to agree with his brother, but a fist to the face interrupted his train of thought, courtesy of Nira.
"DON'T YOU DARE INTERRUPT A MOTHER WHEN SHE'S TEACHING HER SON!" The woman yelled. Nira went after the red twin and started to pound his body with fists of fury.
Kress smiled at this before turning to a stunned Abo. "Finally, she's distracted." He rushed the blue twin and got up in his face. "Now I get to go all out."
Nazz vs Tagoma
"HRA!" Nazz shouted as her fist impacted on Tagoma's guard. It felt good to take out her frustrations on someone. This whole mission had turned out so wrong. She couldn't understand why Turles would lie about letting the kids wish their dads back. What was wrong with adding a few new Saiyans to the group? Then there was that whole 'discipline' thing. Sure, she understood that the hierarchy needed to be established, but Goyan had gone way too far with it. Not only that, but Turles was totally ok with letting a Saiyan child be beaten to death. She couldn't help but feel happy when that crazy green girl showed up. Though she felt no grief for Goyan, she had a bitter taste in her mouth. She should have helped her little friend. She should have made Goyan stop. She should have made the others help her. But she didn't, and nothing made her angrier than having to admit that.
Luckily, Tagoma was a willing and able volunteer to assist her in her therapy session.
"HYAH!" She threw a roundhouse kick that Tagoma blocked with a creepy smile.
"Ooh, I'm sensing a little hostility from you, monkey girl." The purple cyborg taunted. "Could it be that you're still upset about the last time you lost to me?"
"I didn't lose!" She threw a few more jabs, but none of them made it past his guard, and he was able to land a high roundhouse kick on her temple with his lanky legs.
"I pounded your pathetic tail into the dust last time." The cyborg used his superior reach to hit Nazz with three consecutive punches to her abdomen, followed by a palm thrust to her chest. "Then you ran away to your little zoo!" He crossed his arms above his head, before swinging them down, sending two intersecting arcs of energy speeding towards Nazz, and exploding when it hit her.
"HAHAHA!" Tagoma laughed. "You didn't even try and dodge!" He flew to the cloud of smoke his attack had created. "What? Did having to count to two overload your brain, you stupid macaque!?"
The broad grin was wiped off his face, when a hand shot out of the smoke and grabbed Tagoma by the neck, squeezing as hard as it could.
"WELL, THIS STUPID MACAQUE IS ABOUT SCRAMBLE A STUPID EGG!" She dove down at top speed, driving Tagoma deep into the planet's crust, before using her free hand to pound his face in over and over again. Her assault was only stopped, when a purple laser hit her in the back, and she released him with a cry of anger, rather than pain. She looked up out of the hole she had dug with Tagoma, and saw a team of Cooler bots charging their finger beams.
Her momentary distraction allowed Tagoma to kick her off of him and out of the hole. He flew up to follow and joined the robot Coolers in ganging up on the girl. The constant barrage of fists and kicks were too much for her to dodge, and she was unable to block all of them. The hits that got through were knocking her all around, but she refused to give in.
'Stupid robots! I can't defend against all of them… Wait a minute, that's it! If defense isn't working, I guess there's only one option left!'
To the surprise of her enemies, she suddenly dropped her guard, and started letting all of the blows land. She stopped trying to fight them all at once and zeroed in on one android at a time. Letting the others strike her back and sides, she demolished the Cooler in front of her with a downward chop. The next Cooler she pushed away with a palm thrust, then two more were sent away with a powerful blast from both hands. A purple fist smashed across her face, causing her to bend over.
"You thought you could just take all that punishment?" Tagoma gloated. "You Saiyans really are just stupid apes."
Her hand snatched his wrist and she looked up with an evil grin. "We sure are!" she twisted his arm back, and punched the cyborgs kidneys over and over, with all the force she could muster. Tagoma coughed and hacked with each impact, and he was unable to wrench free from her iron grip. He tried to push her away with his free hand, but she chomped down on his fingers, eliciting a shriek of pain as she continued to pound away at his midsection.
Even Tagoma's hard skin was unable to negate the damage that so many blows to a single area was causing. With both hands restrained, he had no way to stop the onslaught of this Saiyan girl. She reeled her fist back one last time and opened it, gathering and condensing as much Ki as she could manage.
"MFMF!"
"W-what?" Tagoma quivered in fear and pain.
Nazz spat out his hand and with his blood dripping from her mouth she repeated her words with a snarl.
"Omelet you die now you rotten egg!" With her terrible pun, she slammed her ki into the cyborg and let it explode.
Zangya Vs Kalif
Kalif managed to hit the ground feet first, though her landing was a bit shaky after taking the brunt of the Hera's energy attack. Her only saving grace was the last minute shield she was able to put up. She looked up and jumped back just in time to allow Zangya to bury the Z sword in the planet, rather than her skull. Letting go of the hilt, the Hera thrust both hands forward.
"CUPCAKE BLASTER!"
'What blaster?' The Saiyan couldn't help but wonder, but her thoughts were cut short as a barrage of small pink ki bombs came at her. She sidestepped the initial volley and kept running as her opponent adjusted her attack to chase her down. Kalif circled the green girl at top speed, leaving a stream of explosions in her wake. Zangya continued to spin slowly in place, chasing the enemy with her aim. Realizing she wasn't going to outflank the opponent, Kalif decided to switch to a frontal assault and dove toward Zangya, activating an octagonal energy barrier in front of herself as she did so.
Though she was surprised at first by such a bold move, Zangya quickly started to pour more energy into each cupcake, the bombs detonating against the energy shield with world shattering explosions. Kalif started to notice some cracks in her shield as she pressed forward, but that didn't matter. She was going to reach this fighter no matter what. The cracks only increased the closer she got, until finally, the shield shattered. With a final jump, evading the last of the ki blasts, she grabbed onto a surprised Zangya's wrists and pulled her in, ramming her knee into her face. Without letting go of her opponent, she continued to deliver a storm of kicks and knees to the midsection and face, finishing her barrage off with two feet slamming into her chest and firing a blast from her feet that blew her opponent away.
Kalif backflip into a graceful landing with a satisfied smile. 'Pity.' She thought. 'I was actually starting to enjoy myself.'
Her smile vanished when she felt a change in wind pressure. She spun around just in time to see the Z sword flying at her. She caught the blade between her hands with the point inches from her face. She jumped and did a backflip allowing a kick from Zangya to sail under her. The Hera jerked her hand toward her, and the Z sword flew to it, both women landing simultaneously.
The two warriors faced each other, breathing heavily and covered in burns from the opposition's Ki blasts. It only took them a moment to catch their breath, and with a final exhalation, they started circling each other, like a pair of tigresses.
"What's your name?" Kalif asked, but only got a glare in response.
"You're good." The Saiyan continued. "Far better than any of Cooler's other lackeys. You don't even have cybernetics. Power like yours is rare, especially in a female. I must confess, I'm thrilled he was able to recruit someone like you."
"He didn't recruit me." Zangya growled. "But I'll gladly side with an arrogant prick like him over scum like you."
"Oh, really?" Kalif quirked an eyebrow. She'd never thought of herself as scum. Especially not compared with someone like Cooler. "Just what have we done that's so much worse than the cold empire?"
"Why don't you ask GOTEN!?" Zangya lunged forward with a downward slash, resuming the battle. Kalif stepped back to dodge, before jumping forward in an attempt to penetrate the swordswoman's guard. She was repulsed by a spinning slash, but continued to press inward as she danced around the Hera.
"How do you know the kid?" She asked as she ducked under a slash, then shot forward with an uppercut. Before she landed the hit, Zangya brought the hilt smashing into her face.
"How could you monsters do what you did to him and Trunks!?" Zangya snarled. She was speeding up her attacks, and Kalif was forced to abandon her counter strategy as she focused on defense. "What kind of person, what kind of woman stands by as two children get beaten to a pulp!?" Realizing her own hypocrisy, Zangya's rage burned hotter, and the power behind her attacks increased.
A sideways slash nearly caught the Saiyan, but only sliced off a few hairs. "Saiyan women don't coddle children like other pathetic races do." She fired a ki blast, but Zangya used her sword to knock it away like a baseball bat. "Besides, Goten fought well. I wasn't about to cheapen the fight by interrupting. If the boy's life was truly at risk, Lomen or Rhubub would have stepped in." She rolled to avoid another slash. "Why do you even care about a Saiyan? What is he to you?"
"He's my friend!" She slashed. "My brother!" She swung into a back swing. "And I'll send anyone who makes him suffer down! To! HELL!"
With each successive swing, Kalif was finding it more difficult to dodge, let alone find an opening. Then she saw it. The shoulders, the eyes, even the breathing. It was slight, but Kalif could tell that in her anger, Zangya was starting to telegraph her movements, just as she had done earlier. She didn't know why it had taken her so long to realize it, but she didn't waste time thinking. She started to move in, and while she still had immense difficulty avoiding the edge of the blade, she was able to press into Zangya's space. Zangya tried to counter this by stepping back, but Kalif kept pursuing. Just as Kalif had done earlier, Zangya sent innumerable sword thrusts forward, creating the illusion that a wall of blades was standing between the combatants.
Kalif smiled, still seeing the slight cues that foretold of the coming movement. She slid into the attack, just as Zangya had done and worked her way past each thrust of the blade. Her movements were not perfect, and she suffered many minor cuts all over her body, her armor was being shredded to pieces, but none of this stopped her. She reached out to grab the woman's sword hand to disarm her of the troublesome weapon. She was only inches away when, to her surprise, Zangya dropped the weapon herself and snatched Kalif by the wrist.
"Nice try. HAH!" Her forehead smashed into the face of her opponent and Kalif reeled back. Zangya lunged forward and landed an uppercut to her abdomen, followed by a right cross to the chin.
Kalif hit the ground hard, forming a small trench as she slid back. Propping herself up and shaking her head, she looked up to see Zangya standing over her, energy rolling off the Hera.
"You thought if you could get rid of my sword, you might stand a better chance, right?" She leaned down and lifted the Saiyan by the neck. "Let me show you just how wrong you are."
Broly Vs Sesamy?
Broly swung down at the woman with all his strength, his fist smashing into her unguarded body.
"Oh, yeah baby, that's it!" She said with a grin. He hit her again, and she let it impact, smiling all the while. The woman had yet to receive any real damage from Broly, and had only hit him a handful of times, though his ribs were definitely feeling it.
Broly paused, a perturbed expression on his face. "If you're not going to take this seriously, we might as well stop so I can get the kids out of here."
"What!? No, no! I am taking this seriously! I'm just letting you get into your stride!" She insisted, and when Broly gave her a look of incredulity, she continued. "You're getting so close, I can tell. Your power is rising, overflowing even! You can reach my level if I give you long enough, I know it!"
For a moment, Broly thought that the best way to beat this girl might be to just not fight her. He let his aura die down, though he remained in his ascended state. "I'm afraid I won't be able to give you a good fight."
"Wait! No, come on, I'm sorry! I promise I was taking you seriously!"
Broly turned his back on her and sped toward Goten and Trunks. Suddenly, he was knocked out of the sky by what felt like a katchin sledgehammer to the face.
"DON'T YOU DARE TRY AND LEAVE MID FIGHT! I HAVEN'T HAD A GOOD PARTNER IN MONTHS!" Sesamy drove another fist into Broly's stomach. "MONTHS, YOU HEAR ME! SO, YOU ARE GONNA FIGHT ME UNTIL YOUR POWER LEVEL IS AT FULL MAST, AND WE ARE GONNA NAIL EACHOTHER TILL THE SUN GOES DOWN!" She grabbed Broly by the ankle and started spinning him around. "AND YOU!" and around. "ARE GONNA!" And around. "LOVE IIIITTTT!" She finally let him fly, took a deep breath, and sped up to catch the giant in a full nelson. "Sorry if you felt like I was demeaning you before." She said as if she wasn't totally insane. "I am taking you seriously, you know."
Broly had finally caught his breath. This woman may just be the craziest of all the women he'd ever met, and he knew Pearl, Zangya, Adamantia, and Chichi for crying out loud! He realized that win or lose, his life might be in a kind of danger that was unlike any he had ever faced before.
"HAAAAAAAAAH!" He yelled as he reignited his aura, and the girl let him go.
"That's more like it." Sesamy smiled sweetly. "Now come on, we'll go slow at first, ok?"
"Stop wasting time, Sesamy." A voice that the girl had learned to hate spoke from behind her.
"Yashimo, I swear to whatever freaky deity you worship, if you don't mind your business, your head is going straight up Gowry's-"
"Saiya! SadlaMaSaiyaSHA!" The Saiyan magician chanted.
"YASHIMO DON'T YOU DA-" *pop*
Broly blinked, finding the girl was nowhere in sight.
"I-I'm not sure if I should thank you or not." Broly said in confusion.
"Don't thank me." Yashimo frowned. "I merely sent her where her strength would best serve Lord Turles' purposes. She's not suited to dealing with traitors."
"Traitor? Look, I told the girl, I have no desire to fight." Broly insisted.
"How unfortunate for you." Yashimo dropped to a low stance and raised his hands up with his fingers curled like claws. "I have no desire to let the enemies of Lord Turles live."
Elsewhere on Namek.
Immediately after Yashimo cast his spell, Sesamy found herself next to two other Saiyans, both fending off hordes of Cooler bots. One android lunged at her, but she caught it by the head, crushing it in less than a second.
The two male Saiyan's who witnessed this took a moment to look at Sesamy, and their blood ran cold.
"Uh… J-Jagamo?" The young Quillin addressed the older bald Saiyan with an edge of terror.
"Run Quillin." Jagamo whispered. "RUN NOW!"
"KRYEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!"
The two men sped away in panic, leaving the force of nature to tear through the robot enemies to vent her frustrations. Had she looked slightly to her left, she would have seen that Broly was still within flying distance. Fortunately for Yashimo, her rage had overcome her senses, and she was reduced to destroying everything, friend, or foe, that dared to cross her path.
Chokly Vs Shisami
Chokly limboed under the grasp of a meta-Cooler, then front flipped into an axe kick that landed on Shisami's shoulder.
"Groah!" The bull cyborg roared in pain and fired a ki blast from his fist at the tiny girl. Chokly was too fast and rolled away. The meta-Cooler's tried to surround her, but she leapfrogged over one before spinning around and punching it, her fist sprouting out of his chest.
"Watch it boys, I'm a real heart stopper!" She fired rapid volleys of energy bombs at the rest of her attackers, and they scattered. Ripping her hand free, destroying the android's upper body as she did so, she started to dismantle the remaining androids with swift and deadly strikes. Then Chokly locked onto her main enemy.
"Hey cowpie!" She yelled. "Tell your mother I said 'Moo, moo, mooo'!"
Steam seemed to erupt from the cyborg's ears, and he charged wildly at the rude little girl. "I'M GONNA CRUSH YOU BRAT!"
"Tcha right!" Chokly was pleased with how easily she was able to rile up her enemy. "You and what army!?"
Shisami's expression switched from rage to wicked glee. "Look behind you, ya dumb monkey."
The girl spun around, and her eyebrows shot up. Each of the Coolers she had destroyed were reassembling themselves. Not only that, but there looked to be dozens more coming to aid the cow man.
Taking advantage of his opponent's momentary distraction, Shisami sped forward and raised both hands over his head, ready to bring them down on the girl's head. At the last minute, she warped away. Shisami looked around wildly, trying to find the Saiyan brat.
"Where is she!? I'm gonna crush that little pipsqueak!" He started to foam at the mouth until one of the Cooler bots pointed straight up. The cyborg followed the finger with his eyes, and his jaw dropped at the sight above.
High in the sky, 20 copies of the Saiyan girl floated with folded arms and cheeky expressions.
""ReRelaxlax CowCowpiepie."" The speed clones echoed each other, their words thundering in the ears of Shisami. ""JustJust wantwanteded toto evevenen thethe oddodds."
Lomen Vs Salza
Lomen caught Salza by the wrist and pulled him in, knocking the wind out of the cyborg with a knee. He karate chopped his opponent in the spine, smashing him to the ground. He spun quickly to redirect a meta-cooler's energy blade, before sending numerous rolling punches into the robot, pulverizing him into scrap metal. He turned again, catching another Cooler by the elbow, and leading him around until it collided with a third Cooler. Salza was back up and coming after Lomen, who had just judo flipped another assailant by its metal tail, causing it to cut an ally in two. Bringing both wrists upward with hands pointing down like a mantis, he blocked Salza's attack, then with his fingers he jabbed the cyborg in the solar plexus, the shoulders, the throat, and the eyes."
"GAAH! You Saiyan swine!" Salza grabbed his face as his one robot eye broke, with the other one in extreme pain.
"Foolish boy." Lomen smiled. "That was mantis style. Swine style is more direct. Like this!" With both palms he lunged forward and hit his opponent's stomach, then slammed a headbutt into the Brench cyborg's chin, and finished his attack with powerful straight, punctuated by a roaring snort. Salza was once again sent flying, leaving Lomen to be surrounded by a horde of meta coolers.
"What's the matter, one Saiyan too much for the cutting-edge clones?" He taunted. "I can't imagine that Frieza drones would have had as much trouble with an old man like me."
The Frieza comment seemed to do the trick, as every android renewed their assault at once. Lomen jumped around like a graceful monkey, throwing Coolers into each other, tearing off limbs, and burrowing his fingers into their vital areas.
Salza had come back, and though he was more powerful than the metas, his wild slashes and energy blasts were no more successful in finding their mark then is android allies. Lomen may not have been the most powerful of Saiyans, but he had more experience than almost all the younger ones combined. This along with the fact that he had spent his whole life collecting, and perfecting his martial arts techniques, meant that he was even more effective than Rhubub or Kalif in a battle.
"Too slow, you junkers." He grinned. "Or are you just hoping I'll die of old age if you wait long enough."
"Soyez silencieux you geriatric ape!" Salza slashed and spun with Lomen deftly keeping just behind the cyborg with every movement. "You'd be nothing if not for you're maudite fruit! KAH!"
Salza coughed, and looked down. A black katana blade was sticking out of his belly.
"And you'd be nothing if not for your 'maudite' space station and pack of robots." Rhubub remarked with a calm demeanor. "Though, I guess you're slightly less pathetic than Guarana."
Salza looked over his shoulder and saw the Saiyan holding the bloodied head of guarana in his hand. Rage filled the brenchman, and he grabbed onto the blade with one hand, and with the other grabbed Rhubub's wrist.
"Monsiuer cooler bots! All of you, open fire!"
Without hesitation the robots raised their fingers and fired a barrage of death beams at Salza and Rhubub. Rhubub didn't bother trying to escape his victim's grasp, opting instead to use the cyborg as a human shield, while his back was defended by Lomen.
"What's the big idea cutting into my fight?" The aged Saiyan's hands flew all over the place, batting away the rain of energy.
"You really call whatever you were doing fighting?" The taller Saiyan quipped, moving Salza back and forth to absorb the onslaught. "Come on, admit it. You were just messing around until Cooler and Turles finish up."
"Well, can you blame me?" The older Saiyan chuckled. "Kalif's already got the one fighter worth anything. After the last fruit, the sidekicks aren't even fun anymore."
"True. Hold on a second." Rhubub pulled his blade out of the limp body of Salza, then disappeared. The flashes of his sword could be seen as each Cooler started to fall apart, Rhubub carving his way through all of them before they realized he wasn't where they were aiming. When the last Cooler had been dismantled into pieces too small to repair, Rhubub dropped to a knee and started to breathe deeply.
"Hm. You're getting better with that thing." Lomen commented, nodding to the sword.
"Thanks." Rhubub stood up. "Anyway, who do you think's gonna win?"
"Turles seems confident. Of course, the cold family have a way of subverting expectations." Lomen explained. "If we're lucky, maybe they'll just kill each other."
Rhubub gave his old mentor an odd look, then nodded. "Mister immortality has definitely been getting out of hand."
"Unfortunately, there's not much we can do about it. He's gotten too much of a head start on the fruit."
"You think that's why he was ok with Goyan trying to kill the kid?" Rhubub asked what he had been wondering about.
"Maybe…" The fact that Turles was willing to allow a Saiyan child with as much promise as Goten had shown, let alone a super Saiyan, be killed just to teach him a lesson was highly disturbing to the old Saiyan. "Heh. I suppose I owe that green girl a favor. If she hadn't shown up, he may have had to kill me for stopping the fight."
"Could the fruit be affecting his mind?" Rhubub asked, but Lomen immediately shook his head.
"No. Turles has always been like this. Only now he doesn't have Bardock to put him in his place."
"Well… then there's not much we can do about it. I guess we'd better get used to an unhinged dictator bossing us around."
Cooler Vs Turles
Cooler's feet slid to a stop and he raised his guard to intercept another punch from Turles.
"And to think!" Turles yelled as his fists rained down on his adversary. "I was almost worried about fighting you! But this is all you can do against me with your gilded form!?"
Cooler stabbed at the man with his tail, Turles parried the attack, and Cooler used the opening to slash his blade across the Saiyan's front. Turles jumped back, but not in time to prevent a thin, long cut from being carved into his chest.
"For all your boasting, I appear to be the only one to have drawn any blood." Cooler jeered. "Though in all fairness, you have made me decide to take you seriously." As he said this, he formed a second blade in his other hand, while the spikes on his wrists and ankles were surrounded by jagged purple energy. "I'm curious. How do you think the other monkeys will react when I toss the head of their king at their feet?"
"Half would probably jump for joy, but I guess we'll never know." Turles replied, before ducking under a savage swing from Cooler. "You seem to lack the aim to make that dream a reality!" He fired seven flaming, 3-foot diameter rings of ki at the enemy in quick succession. The cyborg sliced through three with a single swing, then two more. He dodged the sixth, but the fifth hit him straight in the chest, while the one he dodged returned and hit him in the back. The dual explosions detonated with such force that it even drove Turles back.
"Hehehe." The Saiyan couldn't help but chuckle at his handy work. His merriment was cut off as a purple javelin shot out of the fiery explosion. He tilted to the side, then flipped back when Cooler burst forward, swinging one of his blades upward. He chased after Turles, who was unable to do much to counter the attack.
Like a purple tornado, Cooler spun wildly, trying to impale or maim the Saiyan pirate. Each swing coming closer, one cutting off one of his palm tree spikes, another sheering flesh from his leg. One energy sword was hard enough to counter, but now he had six, not to mention the tail. To make some space, he fired another set of energy rings at the bladed fighter, hoping it would work again. Unfortunately for him, Cooler sliced through every one of these attacks and continued to charge.
"PULSE DRIVE!" The Saiyan shouted, and from each hand, massive waves of purple energy shot out. Pouring energy into the attack in intervals, Turles made it appear as though beams were pulsing as they sped toward their target.
Undeterred, Cooler continued his pursuit, barreling straight into the energy, hacking away as each new pulse came at him. The technique barely served to slow him down, and Turles found himself once more in the shadow of this massive frost demon.
The slashes came at him from all angles, the Saiyan doing his best to dodge, redirect, or block the blades. The longer the assault lasted, the more cuts appeared on Turles. Even without directly touching the blades, every deflection or block seared his skin. This fighting style was far more troublesome than he had anticipated, and Turles' new his only hope would be to change this into a ranged conflict. He needed to create more space between them, and the only way to do that was with another ki blast. The only problem was that with Cooler's speed, Turles' didn't have time to gather enough energy to blow his opponent away. His tail was not an option to use against a living blender either. But even if his limbs were too busy blocking to counterattack, he still had another option. Focusing as much energy on the tip of his tongue as he could, he kept his mouth shut, letting the ki build pressure.
Cooler brought his arms up and was about to stab both down at the Saiyan's neck in a pincer attack. "I suppose my aim just needed some practice!"
"HAAAAAAAH!" Turles Spat out a stream of energy and Cooler disappeared in the purple haze.
Nazz Vs Tagoma
Nazz scoured the battlefield, searching for Tagoma. She knew the stupid coward was still alive, she just didn't know where he could be hiding. Then, something caught her eye. On the top of a rock formation, away from the heart of the battle, She saw a middle aged Saiyan with hair in a ponytail, reading a comic book.
"Heiya, you bum!" Nazz yelled at the man indignantly as she flew to his hiding spot. "Why aren't you fighting!?"
"Everyone important has already been taken." He replied with a yawn. "Mind if I tag into yours?"
"No way!" The girl Shouted. "Just take on a squad of the Cooler drones or something. Besides, I've almost finished purple boy off."
"Yeah, sure. But what if I told you that there's another opponent about to open up? Lady boss seems to be having trouble with the green girl. I'm not sure how much longer she'll last. I'd tag in, but you know what I think about hitting women."
"Kalif's in trouble?" She asked with an eyebrow raised skeptically. Kalif was the strongest of all the females and was tied with Rhubub as the second strongest Saiyan. "You just want me to leave, so you get an easy fight against egg boy, don't you?"
Without a word, Heiya pointed to the area where Zangya and Kalif were fighting, and she was stunned to see that Kalif was indeed struggling. "No way!" her words were a mixture of concern and excitement, and she took off full speed to engage the green woman. She turned back for a brief moment. "If you kill egg boy, it still counts as mine!"
Zangya Vs Kalif
Kalif sailed over the Namekian ocean with one eye half closed in pain. Somehow, her opponent was hitting harder than ever before. Zangya appeared over her, sending both hands hammering down on her cross guard. Kalif plunged into the ocean so fast, her body left a hole in the water. Before it filled in, Kalif erupted from the deep and knocked Zangya back with a punch to the cheek. The Hera growled, diving back in and avoiding the follow on attack to land two jabs and a high kick on her opponent. Kalif winced, the Hera's blows seeming more powerful than they had before. Nevertheless, she pushed through the pain and retaliated with a spinning elbow that landed on Zangya's temple, then continued spinning into a knee strike, and finally landed a back kick.
"You shouldn't have abandoned your sword." Kalif chided. "You're much easier to hit without it."
"Oh, were you hitting me?" Zangya shot back, bending sideways to avoid a right hook while planting her knee in Kalif's face. "I thought that was just the ocean breeze!" She flipped into an axe kick, then another flip into a bicycle kick, and finished with a spinning round house. Kalif backed away from the first two, but caught the final kick full on the cheek. She spun away, wiped some blood that was trickling from her mouth, and rushed forward once more.
The women collided, sending a shockwave across the ocean, with tidal waves being created for every strike they made. The stormy seas were mirrored by the tempest of blows that were being traded between the fighters. Flashes of punches and kicks were being launched at blinding speeds. Some were blocked or redirected, many landing on their mark, neither woman willing to let the other get the upper hand.
It was impossible to tell which fighter had the advantage, as they both seemed to be landing hits in equal measure. Of course, the number of hits do not always determine who will win the fight. Kalif forced herself to endure the pain, refusing to let it show how much the Hera's hits were hurting. The green girl was just as fast as her, and every bit as skilled in combat, but for some reason, her hits just kept getting heavier and heavier. It was like her energy was endless and was even increasing. She wasn't even sure her hits were doing that much damage to the girl. Of course, Zangya was affected by the Saiyan's strikes. She was amazed that this woman could keep pace with her, even as she was drawing on Namek's energy through her sword. Her hits were sharp, and her technique was flawless. Every hit she made was returned by the Saiyan.
Fortunately for the Hera, while her hits were getting stronger, Kalif's were starting to wane in power. Both fighters seemed to notice this and reacted accordingly. Zangya pressed in, determined to beat this woman down, while Kalif was starting to retreat. She didn't know what species this woman belonged to, but whatever she was, it was clear that physical strength was a specialty. She decided not to risk losing in a slugfest, so with a spin, she unwrapped her tail from her waist, caught the woman's wrist by surprise and flung her down to the water. Not waiting for the girl to recover, she brought one hand to the side with the other twisted so it was right in front of it.
"SUPER GALIC GUN!"
A mass of pinkish purple energy the size of a building burst frum her hands. Zangya had just enough time to put her hands up to catch the attack, but was forced back as she did so. The beam drove her down, parting the sea quickly, until she felt her feet hit the ocean floor. The attack had caught her off guard, and it was taking everything she had to keep it at bay. She grit her teeth, and began to chant a prayer to the Goddess. 'Hopefully, this still works on Namek.' Energy swelled within her, and she felt the power of the planet fill her body. With a smile, she channeled the energy into a red ball that expanded, slowly pushing the opposing energy up and away.
"RED VELVET BEAM!"
The beam shot up and forced the enemy attack back to Kalif. The Saiyan was shocked that the attack she had learned from King Vegeta himself was actually being overpowered. She tried to force more energy into it, but it was no use. The two attacks merged into one, and she disappeared in a wave of blinding magenta.
When the light died down, a charred and limp form was falling through the air. Kalif was barely conscious, and her armor was barely covering anything anymore. Despite her condition, a smile was gracing her heavily injured features. Zangya burst from the ocean and caught the woman by the wrist. She raised the Saiyan up, until the two were at eye level. For a moment, she wondered what Kaliff was smiling about, but shrugged it off. The Hera raised her hand, gathering her energy to finish the job. Despite her own anger at the Saiyans, she hesitated. The woman was beaten, with no way of defending herself. Of course, she loathed the Saiyans for what happened to Goten, but this woman wasn't the one who actually hurt her young friend. She thought of her own past, of the lives she destroyed, or even allowed to be destroyed. A furious debate raged in her mind as she looked at her beaten opponent. She had no qualms about killing them in battle, but to do so after they'd been beaten was somehow different. Is this what Gohan would do? Would Goten want her to be so heartless?
Kalif stared with one eyelid half open. She couldn't understand why she was still alive. She saw the look on the Hera's face, the conflict that was evident on her features, and realized what must be going through the girls mind. If she'd had the energy for it, she would have laughed at the girl's naivety. She decided to help the woman with her dilemma.
"D-do… It."
Zangya's eyes went wide, surprised that the woman would ask for death. The Ki dissipated from her hand, now more conflicted than ever. Suddenly, a burning pain in her back made her scream out in pain, as well as drop Kalif.
She spun around to catch a foot from Chokly in one hand, then a punch from Nira in the other. She back flipped over a ki blast from Sesamy, then spun the two Saiyan women in her hand and rammed them into the third one.
"Hey watch it Samy!" Nira yelled. "I called dibs on this one!"
"No, you didn't!" Chokly argued. "I got here first, so she's mine!"
"You're both wrong." Sesamy stated angrily. "Big sis lost, so as the next most powerful, I get the next turn. Besides, Yashimo totally cockblocked me earlier, so I need a good fight."
"Since when are you the second strongest?" Nazz asked heatedly while holding Kalif princess style.
"Yeah!" Nira agreed. "I'm way stronger than you. Plus, I'm the oldest."
"But I got here first!" Chokly insisted. "I wrecked Shisami extra fast just to make it here before you guys!"
"Well, I gave up my fight to come all the way over here and help Kalif, so I think I should get a turn!" Nazz yelled.
The four Saiyan women started to bicker, repeating the same arguments over and over again. Zangya floated in befuddlement. Something about these women reminded her of someone, though she couldn't quite place who. Shaking her head, she cut off their bickering with a whistle.
The four Saiyans turned to Zangya, having almost forgotten that she was there. "You morons might as well stop arguing." Zangya growled cracking her knuckles. "I'll take you all on at once!"
Cooler Vs Turles
Turles took advantage of the break in the action to catch his breath. So far, he had managed to hold Cooler off, even get the better of him a few times. Despite his adversary being stronger than he remembered, they were still fairly even by the Saiyan's reckoning, with the cyborg having a slight advantage. This meant that his plan would work, so long as he was able to keep him at bay with energy attacks. Soon, the golden form would burn Cooler out, just like what happened last time. When that happened, Turles would turn the cyborg into precious scrap metal, then use the remains to build his throne. Turles wasn't great at sensing energy, and Cooler's was even more difficult to decipher.
'The way we've been going at it, there's no way his form hasn't started to deteriorate. It's only a matter of time. If that doesn't work, then there's always plan B.'
Turles was blown out of his thoughts, and the sky, by a small, basketball sized, sun that exploded on his back with a force that shook the sky.
"GAAH!" Turles fell through the explosion and spun to see that at least a dozen more tiny supernovas were closing in on him. He stopped his fall with a wince of pain, then dodged to the side, letting one ball fly past him. He caught two others and kicked a third into the air, letting it collide with a fourth ball. He threw the two supernovas that he had caught at some incoming attacks, then started firing ki blasts on burst at the remaining ones. To his surprise, the mini supernovas expanded, growing to the size of a house, and his ki blasts were simply absorbed by their bulk.
"ALRIGHT FINE!" He shouted and raised both hands over his head, "CALAMITY BLASTER!" He fired the massive purple beam with enough of a spread that it covered the remaining supernovas. However, he was so focused on the larger ones, that he didn't se a smaller one speed under his attack and hit him square in the stomach, detonating painfully in a giant sphere of fire. Concussed and injured, Turles crashed to the ground. He regained his senses just in time to roll out of the way of a purple blade coming at his head. He jumped back and looked at Cooler with bitter fury.
"Please don't misunderstand me when I say this, as being within smelling distance of you is more than I can bare," Cooler drawled mockingly, "but it's a mistake to think you can beat me with energy attacks alone. In fact, it's a mistake to believe that you can beat me at all."
Cooler fired a death beam from his finger that Turles matched with a blast of his own. "Seems to me that we're not all that uneven."
"If you believe that, your even more foolish than I gave you credit for." Cooler fired several more death beams. Again, the Saiyan matched each one.
"You're the fool if you think you can beat me with these pathetic attacks." The Saiyan taunted.
Cooler paused, smiling behind his mask. "You're stalling." The cyborg stated and his opponent clenched his teeth. "I'm not sure why, but you think if you drag this out, then you can somehow overcome me."
He fired a sunburst, and Turles rushed to send a hasty calamity blaster to cancel it out. The Saiyan jumped up and started firing thousands of ki blasts at the golden figure. Cooler ignited a blade and started casually destroying every bomb as it came.
"You're firing off such pathetic energy, attempting to make me fire even more to counter it. It seems you know that you can't defeat me right now, so you're playing for time until opportunity knocks in your favor. If this planet had a moon, I'd think you were waiting for that. We both know that your flunkies are nothing more than insects to us, so their assistance would be useless. So, what are you waiting for?"
Turles increased the power behind his attacks, but Cooler just ignited his second blade and started flying toward him, firing beams from his eyes as he advanced. Now the Saiyan was backing up through the sky, dodging the beams while still trying to keep Cooler at bay with his ki. The attempt seemed futile, and so to Cooler's surprise, Turles abandoned his attack, and launched himself at Cooler, landing a punch top his face as he sped past him.
Cooler was caught off guard but spun to chase the little nuisance. His surprise doubled when Turles was already coming back with a kick to the oblique as he passed. Each time Turles passed, he fired a burst of ki that sent him back at Cooler for another blow. Cooler ignited his swords and spikes again, ready to cut the living pinball in two, only this time, Turles fired a burst that sent him away from the lizard, following up with a pulse drive attack. Cooler was growing tired of the Saiyan's antics, and he teleported behind Turles, plunging the blade straight for his heart. The Saiyan reacted just in time to avoid death, but the blade took a chunk of flesh off his shoulder.
"GAAA!" The Saiyan cried as he fled. The Saiyan sped over the surface of the planet, and the frost demon was hot on his tail. 'Damnit! At this rate, I'm the only one who's losing energy and he's just as strong as ever! Slug said Cooler's body wouldn't have been able to handle such massive power for long without burning out! Why isn't he burning out!?'
Turles didn't have time to figure out the answer, as his path was cut off by Cooler. Thinking fast, the Saiyan dove under a sideswipe, only to come face to face with a golden finger.
"Sunburst." The violent eruption of energy contrasted with the casual way in which it was announced.
When the attack ended, Turles was floating just above the ground, smoking, burnt, and with the remainder of his armor destroyed. He was breathing heavily, and Cooler nodded, impressed with the Saiyan's durability. "I would be remised if I did not congratulate you on lasting this long. But that just shows how truly imbecilic you were for challenging me without the Namekian. Even with my recent upgrades, I doubt I would have stood a chance against two fighters of your caliber. To say nothing of his magic. I don't know why you abandoned your partnership with him, but I don't really care. Without him, you stand no chance."
Turles looked back at his enemy with sheer loathing, but an eyebrow quirked when he registered part of what Cooler said. "Upgrades?"
"An acquisition for which I have you to thank, in a way." Cooler explained, slowly moving forward, swords blazing at his side. "I've discovered a way to provide myself with endless energy. A fringe benefit to that discovery is that I have become more stable in this form."
"What!?" Turles yelled in rage and panic.
"That's right." Cooler confirmed with a nod. After a moment, Cooler laughed. "Hahaha! I see. You were hoping to let my circuits overload from my own power, weren't you?" The look on the Saiyan's face was all the confirmation he needed. "That's a shame. Maybe if Slug were here, he would have noticed my changes and informed you of your poor judgement. Now, I suggest you stop holding back. I'd feel unsatisfied if the greatest pain in my side failed to give me a proper fight." Cooler lunged forward and sunk his knee into Turles' gut. "Then again, I really wouldn't mind if you just died."
End Chapter
I tried to make the chapter chaotic, jumping from one fight to the other. I about half the time on Zangya, Turles, and Cooler overall, but I wanted to give the other Saiyans some love too. The females especially were fun for me to write, because basically, I tried to have them embody different aspects of what I imagine Saiyan women to be. Nira is a tiger mom, like Chichi. Kalif is a warrior and a leader. Nazz and Chokly are younger, so I made them cocky, and ferocious. Finally, Sesamy embodies what I imagine Saiyan courtship is like. I was actually not going to have her fight Broly at first, as he was supposed to against Yashimo from the start. However, I thought it was funny. Also, Sesamy is not sexually harassing Broly, she is… combat harassing him. A 'duty call' if you will.
Here are the Saiyans' names. Most of the names, character designs, and some basic traits are taken from the Dragon Ball Z Fusions game. I also added some other details to make them fit better in my story. I may get to various backstories later, but if you're curious, just ask.
Gohan's generation (Hybrids or born of Saiyans that met under various circumstances): Nazz, Quillin, Soga, Kress (Son of Nira and Rhubub), and Chokly (She is from Chapuchino which is my head cannon planet for Chapuchai).
Goku and Vegeta's generation (Sent out as infants, never recovered by Frieza force: Nira, Sesamy, Goyan, Yashimo, Mibatz, Zemma, Sage, Biwala,
I know some people think that Turles is Goku's brother, but in this story he is not. He is roughly the same age as Bardock. (These Saiyans stayed in hiding after Vegeta blew up): Turles, Onio, Rhubub, Kalif, Jagamo, Heiya, Gowry, Bukha
Lomen is the oldest one and the only one of his generation.
Hope you enjoyed it. Please follow and favorite and put in the reviews if you want more focus on a specific fight. Next time, it will be Zangya vs the four Saiyan females, and Turles Vs Cooler, with some other's mixed in.