CHAPTER ELEVEN
The tree of Might
Turles smirked, his dark eyes brimming with confidence as he faced the incoming pair. "So. The lost princess finally decided to come out and play," he sneered. "Too bad you won't be leaving here alive."
Zukanna's aura flared as she clenched her fists. "You're done terrorizing this world, Turles!" she shouted, her power surging.
Together with Nio, she charged at Turles, their battle echoing across the desert as the fight for the planet's survival began in earnest.
As Zukanna and Nio clashed with Turles, Zukanna demanded answers, her voice seething with anger. "Where are the women you took from Abo and Cado?" Her piercing gaze bore into him, unwavering in her rage.
Turles only grinned, his dark eyes gleaming with twisted amusement. "They're mine now," he said with a mocking tone. "I made them my concubines. The mighty Saiyan queen brought low by an 'insignificant' mercenary." His laughter echoed, a taunt that cut deep.
Zukanna's face contorted with rage as his words sank in. She let her energy flow out. Power surged through her as she let go of her restraint, a blazing golden aura exploding around her. Her short bangs turned golden; her eyes fierce with the unrestrained fury of a Super Saiyan. The ground trembled, rocks cracking and lifting around her as her energy flared.
In a flash, she was on Turles, her attacks swift, relentless, and fueled by her raw anger. Turles tried to defend himself, but his face twisted in fear as he was quickly overwhelmed, his smug confidence shattered as her blows left him reeling. Each strike was powerful, relentless, and merciless. The brutal intensity made him scream, "Now, Bojack!"
In an instant, a massive figure shot through the air toward her. A monstrous alien with wild red hair and a blue-green skin tone, Bojack's arm was extended, his muscles rippling as he closed in. Zukanna barely had time to react before his massive arm slammed into her with bone-crushing force. She felt herself lifted off her feet, flipping backward through the air before she crashed into the ground, leaving a trail of dust and debris in her wake.
Nio shouted her name, his own aura flaring as he readied himself to join the fray. Zukanna staggered to her feet, her golden aura sparking with renewed fury as she faced Bojack, the monstrous warrior looming before her with a malicious grin.
"Let's see how strong the little princess really is," Bojack sneered, rolling his shoulders in anticipation.
Zukanna clenched her fists, her golden aura blazing around her once more. "You'll regret that," she growled, her voice steady but seething, as the fight escalated into an all-out war.
Facing down the towering Bojack, Zukanna and Nio locked eyes, sharing a silent understanding. This fight was far from ordinary—they were dealing with a brute whose power dwarfed either of theirs, yet his taunts showed his arrogance. Bojack sneered, crossing his arms as he looked down at them. "You think the two of you can handle me?" he scoffed, radiating confidence. "I'll crush you like insects."
But Zukanna was far from discouraged. She closed her eyes briefly, focusing on the technique she'd learned on Yardrat, letting her energy multiply and expand around her. In seconds, multiple copies of herself materialized, encircling Bojack, each clone pulsing with a radiant golden aura, identical to the original. Bojack blinked, momentarily surprised, before chuckling darkly.
"Oh, I'll enjoy this," he growled, throwing a punch toward one of the clones.
As Bojack launched himself into the midst of the clones, Zukanna and Nio moved with tactical precision. Each clone attacked him from different angles, forcing Bojack to split his attention and block or deflect blows he hadn't anticipated. With Bojack distracted, Nio took advantage, using Instant Transmission to blink in and out, landing sudden strikes to Bojack's back, his side, and even his head, only to teleport away before the hulking warrior could retaliate.
Frustrated, Bojack lashed out wildly, his fists striking with enough force to create shockwaves that shattered the ground. He swung his arm through the air, catching one of Zukanna's clones, but she simply disappeared in a puff of energy, only to be replaced by another.
"Too slow," Zukanna taunted, her voice coming from every direction.
Nio appeared again, landing a quick punch to Bojack's kidney and disappearing just as Bojack's fist swung down. The alien's frustration boiled over, his roars filling the air as he struggled to track and counter their combined assault. His power was immense, but he was clearly unused to the coordinated tactics and relentless barrage that Zukanna and Nio brought. He stumbled slightly, frustration evident in his eyes.
"You think you're clever?!" he bellowed, his aura flaring wildly, trying to shake them off. "I'll crush every last one of you!"
But Zukanna smirked, her original self-breaking through the chaos to land a powerful kick to Bojack's jaw. "You're going to have to try a lot harder than that," she declared, her voice brimming with confidence as she and Nio prepared for the next wave of their assault.
As Zukanna and Nio continued their battle against Bojack, the signs of the planet's decay became impossible to ignore. The sky darkened, casting a sickly hue over the land as plants withered and the life seemed to drain from every corner of the desert city. Even the people in the slums nearby collapsed, their life force visibly ebbing away. The Tree of Might stood tall and ominous, its roots digging deep into the planet's core, greedily consuming every last drop of energy.
Then, a chilling sight—at the top of the tree, a massive, pulsing fruit ripened and dropped. Turles caught it effortlessly, his smirk widening. Without hesitation, he took a massive bite, and the effect was immediate. His muscles swelled, veins bulging, and his energy exploded in a shockwave that radiated across the battlefield. A powerful, crimson aura encased him as he relished in his newfound strength, feeling the life force of the planet coursing through him. He laughed, turning to Bojack, whose face twisted with irritation.
"That fruit was mine," Bojack growled, clenching his fists, his aura flickering with raw hostility.
"Relax, Bojack," Turles replied, wiping juice from his chin. "The next one's yours. Plenty of power to go around." His tone was indifferent, but Zukanna could sense his thinly veiled contempt. She realized now the reason for their alliance: it was purely transactional, each fueled by a hunger for absolute power, no matter the cost.
Determined to stop them, Zukanna's royal guards and Ledgic, having killed Turles's mercenaries, rushed to join the fray. They launched themselves at Turles, but he turned with a smirk, barely glancing their way before unleashing a devastating energy blast. The shockwave sent all of them sprawling, their bodies hitting the ground with force, severely injured and unconscious.
Now, with both Turles and Bojack turning their combined focus onto Zukanna and Nio, the battle turned brutal. Their attacks came in an unrelenting onslaught, each blow carrying the weight of two immensely powerful foes. Turles's fists struck like iron, each blow more devastating than the last, while Bojack's brutal strength nearly overwhelmed Nio, who was pushed to his limit just trying to evade the relentless assault.
Zukanna, even in her Super Saiyan form, found herself struggling to keep up. Turles's newfound power eclipsed anything she'd anticipated, and Bojack's sheer resilience seemed to grow with every hit. Each time she or Nio tried to counterattack, they were met with crushing force, knocked back as their energy reserves dwindled. Exhaustion and pain clawed at them, their breaths growing heavy as their golden auras flickered under the immense strain.
Panting, Zukanna glanced at Nio, sweat streaming down her face. They exchanged a silent look of understanding—this battle was no longer about pride or revenge. If they couldn't stop Turles and Bojack, their planet, and everyone on it, would fall.
With one last surge of defiance, Zukanna raised her energy again, refusing to back down. She would fight to her last breath, determined to protect her world from the monstrous ambition of these pirates, even if it meant facing certain death.
The battlefield grew darker as the relentless drain of the Tree of Might continue, casting an ominous shadow over Zukanna and Nio as they struggled against Turles and Bojack. Despite their Yardratian techniques, clever maneuvers, and the incredible strength of Zukanna's Super Saiyan form, the two Saiyans were being overwhelmed, outmatched by the combined power and brutality of their foes. Each attempt to counter was met with a devastating blow that reminded them of just how hopelessly overpowered they were.
Nio was caught in Bojack's brutal grip, receiving a flurry of bone-crushing punches that left him bloody and weakened. But just as Bojack prepared to finish him off, Zukanna flew in with a powerful kick, her golden aura blazing. She aimed directly for Bojack's head, hoping to distract him long enough for Nio to escape. But Bojack, quicker than she expected, caught her leg in mid-air. He smirked cruelly, holding her still as he pulled his other arm back.
"Foolish girl," he growled, throwing a devastating punch into her abdomen. Zukanna felt a sickening crack as pain exploded through her chest—her ribs shattered, making every breath an agony. She choked, her golden aura flickering as her vision blurred.
Seeing Zukanna in danger, Nio mustered his strength and used Instant Transmission, reappearing just above Bojack and unleashing a massive energy beam aimed straight down. The blast momentarily surrounded Bojack in light and smoke, forcing him to release Zukanna, who dropped to the ground, clutching her broken ribs, barely able to stand.
But as the smoke cleared, Bojack stood there unfazed, smirking with an eerie calm. "Is that all?" he sneered. Meanwhile, Turles took the opportunity to strike, appearing behind Nio in an instant and grabbing him by the neck, tightening his grip until Nio was helpless, struggling in his grasp.
"You'll want to watch this," Turles said coldly, forcing Nio's face toward Zukanna as she struggled to rise, coughing up blood. Bojack, his hand raised, gathered energy into a vicious, glowing orb. Zukanna looked up, eyes wide with desperation, but her body refused to move, the pain in her chest too intense.
With a wicked grin, Bojack unleashed the energy blast directly at her. The beam struck her chest, tearing through her armor and flesh, searing a massive wound through her right side. Zukanna's scream pierced the air before she collapsed, her body crumpling to the ground, blood pooling around her as she lay immobile.
Nio's eyes widened in horror; his face etched with helpless fury as he struggled against Turles's grip. "Zukanna!" he cried; desperation thick in his voice. But Turles only tightened his hold, his smirk widening.
Nio's scream tore through the battlefield, a primal roar filled with raw agony and fury. Memories flooded his mind—his parents, slain by slavers, the loss he had buried, the rage he had tempered, now ignited by the sight of Zukanna, the woman who had become a mother to him, lying on the ground, her life slipping away. The thought of losing her—of losing another family—was more than he could bear. His heart pounded, and he felt something deep within, a dormant power clawing to be unleashed, demanding release.
With a final, desperate resolve, Nio reached for it. The power erupted like a dam breaking, flooding his body with energy unlike anything he had ever felt. A shockwave blasted outward, green energy crackling as it surged from him, forcing Turles back. The energy was primal, wild, the roar of a great ape reverberating as if echoing from some ancient Saiyan past. Nio's scream intensified, and the ground beneath him fractured, as if the planet itself could sense the magnitude of his awakening.
In a brilliant flash of green light, Nio transformed. His shoulder-length hair shot upward, glowing with a vibrant lime-green hue, and his eyes turned blank, devoid of pupils, yet full of ferocity. His aura, a wild, stormy gold with a tint of green, surged around him, laced with streaks of white lightning that crackled like the wrath of a tempest. His body had bulked up, his height now matching that of Turles, his physique exuding raw, unrestrained power.
Turles staggered to his feet, glaring at Nio with a mixture of shock and disbelief. "What…what is this power?" he muttered, a hint of fear creeping into his voice as he took in the sight of the transformed Saiyan before him.
But Nio's attention was on Zukanna, her faint breathing still audible. She lay motionless, but alive. He clenched his fists, feeling the surge of power thrumming through him, not just as an instrument of revenge, but as a shield for those he loved.
With a fierce, unyielding gaze, Nio fixed his eyes on Turles and BoJack, his voice a low, dangerous growl. "I won't let you harm her. Not another step."
BoJack, no longer amused, sneered, stepping forward. "Think that new look is going to save you?" he taunted, but there was an underlying hesitation in his tone.
Without a word, Nio vanished in an instant, reappearing directly in front of BoJack and landing a single, thunderous punch to his gut. The impact sent BoJack flying backward, crashing through the remains of the slum buildings, debris raining down as he tried to recover.
Turles barely had time to react before Nio turned on him, his lime-green aura flaring brighter. Nio launched forward, his movements blindingly fast, and struck Turles with a rapid barrage of punches and kicks. Each blow cracked the air with explosive force, sending shockwaves across the battlefield. Turles, despite his heightened power, was overwhelmed, struggling to block the onslaught as he stumbled back, visibly rattled by Nio's newfound strength.
Nio's roar echoed, resonating with an ancient, unstoppable fury. He was no longer just a Saiyan warrior; he had become something far more terrifying—a force of nature, a protector, and a true Saiyan avenger.
Zukanna, barely holding on to consciousness, watched in awe and disbelief as Nio—no, this new incarnation of him, a Super Saiyan radiating untamed green energy—utterly dismantled BoJack and Turles. Gone were his calculated strikes and his Yardratian techniques, replaced by a feral strength that defied comprehension. His every movement was relentless and brutal, a juggernaut of rage that shrugged off attacks as if they were nothing more than faint breezes.
In a blur, Nio appeared behind Turles, grabbing him by the back of his neck with a vice-like grip. "You'll want to watch this," Nio whispered coldly into Turles ear. Without hesitation, he flew forward, dragging Turles's face through the ground and across a crumbling building, stone and metal breaking under the pressure. When they emerged on the other side, Turles was limp, his face bloodied and barely conscious. Nio tossed him effortlessly into the air, catching him by the ankle and swinging him down in an arc. Bojack, attempting a desperate attack, was intercepted mid-charge, as Nio used Turles as a brutal club, smashing Bojack directly into a building. The wall collapsed in a cloud of dust and debris, the sheer force of the blow shaking the ground.
Nio dropped Turles, flinging him into the remnants of the shattered building, before leaping above him and coming down with a devastating stomp. The impact created a massive crater beneath them, and Turles's body went limp, knocked out cold, his aura flickering and fading as he lay defeated in the rubble.
Bojack, now bloodied and visibly terrified, staggered to his feet. For the first time, his confident sneer was gone, replaced by wide-eyed fear. He cast a desperate glance toward his spaceship, turning to make a quick escape, but the moment he took a step, Nio appeared before him, his green aura blazing with a terrifying intensity. With a single, explosive movement, Nio delivered a dropkick that sent Bojack hurtling across the cityscape, his body embedding itself deep into a nearby mountain.
Before Bojack could even register what had happened, struggling to extract himself from the rock, Nio reared his head back, gathering a storm of energy into his mouth. A surge of green energy gathered, radiating with a raw, untamed power. With a primal roar, Nio unleashed a massive mouth beam, the energy blast tearing across the battlefield and slamming into Bojack with a force that obliterated the mountain face, vaporizing Bojack on impact.
The battlefield fell silent, the once-desolate city now reduced to ruins, scattered with the unconscious forms of Turles and his mercenaries. Nio stood amidst the wreckage, his aura still crackling but gradually calming, his chest heaving as the power of his transformation settled. Zukanna, watching him with a mixture of pride and relief, felt a renewed sense of hope even as she fought to keep her own eyes open.
Nio turned to her, his gaze softening, and in that moment, the fierce, unstoppable warrior became once again her loyal protégé and beloved son.
As Nio's intense green aura faded, he shrank back to his normal size, his transformation dissipating along with the overwhelming energy. With a faint, exhausted smile at Zukanna, he finally succumbed to his fatigue and collapsed. Orcuro, despite his injuries, rushed forward and managed to catch him just before he hit the ground, cradling Nio with the same care a brother would show.
Zukanna turned to her royal guards, Azuka, Orcuro, Arbu, and Cressa. They were battered and bruised, barely able to stand, yet each of them wore expressions of fierce determination. Relief washed over her—they were hurt, but they would survive. Feeling the weight of her own wounds, Zukanna pressed a hand to her chest, channeling what energy she could into Spirit Control. She healed the worst of her injuries, stabilizing the massive wound in her chest. Though still weak, she was strong enough to continue.
Slowly, she approached the Tree of Might. The dark, twisted branches loomed above, the remaining fruits heavy with stolen energy. Gritting her teeth, Zukanna summoned her remaining strength and punched the base of the tree, anchoring herself to its core. With Spirit Fission, she began drawing the life force out of it, reversing the energy flow. The tree, once vibrant and greedy, began to wither under her power, its leaves shriveling and falling to the ground as its roots shrank and withdrew from the planet's core. Finally, with a shudder, the tree collapsed in on itself, dead and desiccated.
Zukanna closed her eyes, letting the life energy flow through her and channeling it back into the planet. The earth beneath her feet pulsed with renewed vitality as the energy spread, and slowly, the planet began to heal. The drained city inhabitants, slumped and lifeless, stirred, their life force returning to them.
In her mind, Zukanna called out to King Kai, and his familiar voice answered her. She asked him to contact the Earthlings and request they use their Dragon Balls to restore her planet and her people to the state they had been in before Turles's arrival. After a tense wait, she felt a surge of energy as the wish was granted. Buildings reformed, the landscape rebuilt itself, and people reappeared, whole and unscarred. It was as though the horrors of the battle had been erased from their memories, the city once again a lively, bustling place.
Exhausted but satisfied, Zukanna turned to leave, but something caught her eye—a single remaining fruit on the twisted remains of the Tree of Might. Curious, she picked it up, Carefully, she wrapped the fruit in her torn red cape, crafting a makeshift satchel. Tucking it securely by her side, she vowed to study it further, wondering if it might offer a way to create new life instead of taking it. With the fruit secured, she walked back to her royal guards, who awaited her, ready to help her rebuild their world anew.
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