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Mar 23 2016, 05:09 AM Post #31 |
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I'm all caught up. Nice flashback of young Freeza. And I dig you brought the Taitans back. haha. At this point, you can't go wrong with #17 being in the family picture. |
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| ekrolo2 | Jun 4 2016, 04:18 PM Post #32 |
 
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My apologies for the massive gap between this chapter and last, but certain other, more important life duties took precedent over writting for me until recently. Satan City The scent of ash and smoke is the first thing he feels as his senses come back to him. It's thick and nauseating scent immediately making him cough up a lung. Then, a sharp and grating buzzing noise assaults his ears, with the scholar wincing as his hand goes to his ears. His sight is the last to return, initially appearing as a bizarre swirl of motions, barely recognizable shapes. Moans escape his lips as he feels around with his free hand the ground at his feet, noticing several pieces of stone and broken glass beneath his fingertips. His mind remains a haze, a jumbled-together collection of images and noises rushing appearing and disappearing over and over. Despite this, Gohan pushes himself up to his feet though immediately almost loses his balance. Like a pendulum, his body swings back and forth though eventually the half-Saiyan manages to regain his sense of balance. That's when he hears the cries of a baby echo in his mind, and instantly, he recovers. "Pan!" He yells out, looking around with his mostly restored vision and noticing a horrid sight all around him. A wall of fire encircles his entire street block, the flames reaching several feet in height with all his neighbors houses also destroyed by whatever it is that caused this. Rubble and ruin surround him on all sides with nary a sign of anyone else alive inside the fiery circle. With a gulp and a terrible feeling of dread creeping over him, Gohan yells again. "PAN! VIDEL! BOYS! WHERE ARE YOU?!" In response, he hears an incomprehensible collection if barely audible mumbles behind him. Turning his head around cautiously, Gohan notices the origin of the noise. Mister Buu, or rather his body transformed into a large and wide blob from which several arms and legs can be seen sticking outward of. "Mister Buu! Let them go before the choke!" He yells to the blob before him, taking hold of his side and with all his strength severing a portion of him away only for the missing chunk to heal itself. The chunk immediately escapes the half-Saiyan's clutches, rejoining with its body just at it begins to change. The blob reverts to its original form of Mister Buu, revealing that he managed to place Videl, Mister Satan, and the slumbering, Pan, just before the attack reached them. Gohan immediately goes to his wife, placing her in a tight hug with a relieved sigh. "Thank goodness you're alright." "You can thank Mister Buu, he's the one who saved us." She looks over the smiling blob behind her who earns a thankful smile from her husband. "Buu do good. Save Miss Satan and baby!" States the blob with his usual enthusiasm. Next to him, Mister Satan finally catches his breath and looks to the surrounding area, noticing the destruction all around them. "What could've done something like this?" "That would be me." Gohan freezes in place, his smile giving away to a look of shock then one of anger. Cautiously, he gets back on his feet and turns around to face a being he thought he sent to his death two years ago when he invaded their wedding. "Freeza..." Locking eyes with the smirking tyrant floating several feet above him, the half-Saiyan's hands twist into fists as he scowls at the second return of overlord. "The one and only." Smugly retorts the tyrant, folding his arms. "I must say, it really is strange to see you all grown up in-person like this boy. Last we meet you were nothing but a runt only coming up to my knees." "The last time we saw each other is when you attacked my wedding or has dying twice done a number on your brain?" "Ah yes, our little wedding scuffle." The tyrant chuckles at his own ingenuity. "Nothing but a lie meant to cover my own tracks." Gohan's gives the conqueror a confused look, much to Freeza's amusement. "Piccolo wasn't wrong when he suspected the use of those Dragon Balls 3 years ago. I was resurrected with them which was the small grain of truth my duplicate told you. I've been keeping a very close eye on you lot ever since then, monitoring every minute of every day for the duration of those years. Using your skills and knowledge to improve myself and my army. Honestly, did you think I would simply come back and like a fool attack you without a plan as I did once before?" "Your kind always let their arrogance get the better of them. So yeah, I figured you would do just that." "Now who's being the arrogant one?" Freeza mockingly asks back though Gohan's only reply comes in the form of his ever-present scowl. "Still, it matters not. Once I've beaten you and those two runts into a bloody pulp, your fathers will be next." "Sneak attack!" Yell both Goten and Trunks as they burst from under the rubble of Gohan's ruined home, immediately transforming into their Super Saiyan states and charging at the tyrant. The former attacks him from the right while the latter on the left. With confident smirks smeared across their faces, they prepare to take down Freeza. Yet, just as they close the distance, Freeza effortlessly and quickly grabs the two of them by the throats, choking them tightly. The tyrant takes a moment to examine their faces, their resemblances to Goku and Future Trunks respectively sending him into a great yet controlled fury. Noticing that Gohan too is about to charge at him, Freeza merely bashes the two boys heads against each other before tossing them to the oldest of the half-Saiyans. Gohan quickly snatches the boys out of the air and lowers them back to ground level, his eyes never leaving Freeza while the two pre-teens rub their aching foreheads at his sides. "His movements..." Gohan gulps. "I could barely see them at all..." "Ah man, that really hurt!" Whines Goten with tears in his eyes with Trunks nodding in agreement opposite of him. "Mister Buu," Gohan declares coldly to the blob behind him, his head not turning to address him directly. He begins taking off his regular clothing, revealing his gi underneath.. "Take Pan, Videl, and Mister Satan out of here. Get as far away as you possibly can and do not stop running. Understand?" The blob, realizing the severity of the situation too puts on a stern face. "Buu understand!" He tells him with a salute before taking Mister Satan and Videl under his arms. Before either of them can protest, he takes off into the sky, leaving only a pink aura trail behind him. Gohan, finishing the removal of his "civilian" clothing, takes off his glasses and drops them to his feet. With a mighty yell, he stomps on them and instantly his body transforms. His scrawny bodies muscles return to their true size, his hair spikes back up leaving only a single strand hanging downward and he grows several inches with his natural body restored. The two pre-teens next to him, knowing that Gohan is not fooling around undress as well, revealing that they too had their gi's hidden underneath. "Fuse." Commands Gohan to the two of them, his gaze never leaving the patiently waiting Freeza above. The boys nod in understanding and perform the fusion next to him, creating the being known as Gotenks. Immediately the two warriors auras flare up, Gohan's a milky white and Gotenks' golden with electric sparks constantly appearing, as usual for a Super Saiyan 2. Freeza smirks at the two of them, cracking the bones on his neck he too powers up with his purple aura surrounding him. "Let's see what the spawn of Vegeta and Goku can do!" ----------------------------------- Outskirts of West City The booming noises of the two warriors exchanging blows echo in the air like a ten thunder claps happening all at once. Though neither are fighting at their full power, instead both Shisami and Piccolo hold back, trying to get a feel for what the other is capable of as their punches and kicks are mutually intercepted or blocked. "I am impressed Piccolo," States Shisami in-between attacks. "Your species is known for producing above average fighters, but yours is something else entirely." "I could say the same for you," Replies Piccolo with a smirk. "I thought all of you Trade Organization goons were useless fodder. At least, according to Vegeta." "Then why don't we stop this meager practice and get down to the actual fighting then?" Suggests the red giant, before managing to punch Piccolo across the face and send him several feet backward in the air. Immediately, he presses his advantage and charges at the Namekian horn first. Yet the only thing he manages to do is pierce his discarded cape, leaving himself temporarily blinded and vulnerable. Piccolo appears from above and promptly spin kicks him in the kidney, watching him spin helplessly in the air before tossing his turban directly at Shisami's mouth beam. The head wares built in weights making it sturdy enough to block the blast, leaving a ball of smoke where the explosion went off. Another red beam cuts through the smoke with Piccolo side-stepping out of its way. The Namekian shoots his extended right arm towards Shisami, grabbing him by the neck before propelling himself forward via his reeling back arm. Forming a Ki ball in the palm of his hand, he smashes the red giants face with it upon closing the distance before uppercutting him in the gut then spin kicking him back into the cliff below. Just before he impacts the ground, Shisami manages to stick the landing properly with his feet, denting the rocky floor beneath him. With a loud exhale of his bull-like nose, he looks up to Piccolo and smirks. "Very good, very good indeed." Shisami powers up his aura and in the blink of an eye return's into the sky, appears before Piccolo and shatters his nose with a quick jab. Grabbing him by his gi, the red giant of the PTO reels him back in and rams his knee the Namek in the stomach repeatedly. Then a sharp pain makes him stop his assault, caused by Piccolo driving his sharp nails into the flesh of his leg. Immediately, the Namek shoots his head upward, smashing Shisami's nose in the process before clashing him across the face once, leaving three deep cuts into giants left cheek. That's when he notices something underneath his flesh: metal. "An android..." "Courtesy of Earth," Shisami states with a smirk while wiping away the blood dripping down his face, earning a surprised look from his opponent. "Don't look so surprised, Piccolo. We've been monitoring your planet for years now, adapting your very useful technology for our own purpose." "Technology that's only good for one thing." Mutters Piccolo annoyed that Gero's ghost still haunts them before charging a Ki sphere in his hand and throwing it at Shisami who dodges it effortlessly. He closes the distance then throws another, and another, and another with Shisami avoiding them all. Yet the giant hears not a single explosion go off as many surely would've from stray Ki blasts. Then he looks around and notices them merely floating in place, completely stationary and littering the sky. "Hellzone Grenade!" Declares the Super Namek commanding his spheres to rush at his opponent from all sides. However, the red giant merely smirks before placing his arms in front, with a faint red aura he powers up, waiting for the spheres to get as close as possible. Mere inches away from him, Shisami unleashes an explosion of Ki several times stronger than any of the Ki spheres, destroying them all in the process and rendering Piccolo's plan fruitless. "You were saying?" Asks Shisami mockingly with a satisfied grin on his face, Piccolo merely smirks with a chuckle before re-engaging his adversary. Dozens of feet below them, still on the outskirts of the city another battle takes place. One between twins with 17 battling Abo on the high ground and 18 dealing with Kado slightly above the ocean, their attacks splitting away the oceans beneath their feet. 17 tackles Abo to the ground, pummeling him repeatedly in the face while the grunting PTO soldier attempts to shield it with his arms. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but aren't you supposed to be some hotshot elite or something?" 17 mockingly asks in-between punches with his usual smirk, a mock he quickly regrets after Abo manages to hit him in the eyes with a pair of eye beams. "Son of a-" He yells in pain before receiving a head-butt from the stocky blue alien. Jumping off the ground, the PTO soldier slams his opponent from behind face first into the side of the cliff. Pinning him against the wall, he grabs the Earth android by then head and as revenge bashes his head repeatedly into it, grinning to himself. However, 17 manages to push his hand against the wall, clenching his fist as he slowly but surely overpowers Abo's strength. A quick jab to the PTO soldiers face with his elbow sends Abo reeling backward in pain, clenching his broken, bleeding nose. 17 spins around, palm striking Abo into the stomach section of his armor, shattering its plate before quickly roundhouse kicking him to the side of the head. Watching his opponent tumble on the ground like a soccer ball, 17 cracks his knuckles and smirks once more. "That's what I'm talking about!" Shouts 17 while rushing his enemy to continue the battle, enjoying his first fight in many, many years. Nearby, his sister takes a far more reserved approach to her battle, remaining cool and purely on the defensive. Merely dodging or blocking all the blows sent her way from Kado. "You can't get running away forever!" Shouts Kado as he furiously tries ever possible variation of a kick or punch to try and land one single hit on 18 to no avail. "Mind telling me why you're doing this?" She asks in her usual detached manner though Kado doesn't miss the slight hint of anger in her voice. "After your party fiasco, we let you go on good terms." "Your lies won't work on me! The PTO broke through your mental manipulations and showed us the truth! You humiliated my brother and me, beat us up then let that wimp Tarble keep us locked up! Well now we're free and with our cybernetic enhancement we will have our revenge!" 18 finds herself taken aback by his mention of cybernetic enhancements before realizing the true meaning behind his words. "They turned you into an-" Kado elbows her in the face, taking advantage of her momentary defensive lapse and knocks her off balance before grabbing her the arm and quickly spinning in the air, flinging her into the nearby cliff-side. With his aura flaring, he forms a ball of Ki mere inches from his mouth, one of green color with a countless number of bioelectrical discharges coming from it. Unleashing the ball into the large crack in the wall where he launched 18 into, Kado watches a quarter of the cliff-side turn into a rumble with rocks of all shapes and sizes flinging several feet up into the air. To his surprise, 18 merely levitates out of the smoking rubble with her clothes tattered in several spots, her hair ruffled and some small scrapes on her face, arms, and legs. Yet it is her expression which sends chills down his spine, her cold completely emotionless stare. Without a word she discards her ruined jacket, tossing it into the ocean below and rushes the PTO soldier. Delivering a devastating roundhouse kick to the soldiers arm, 18 feels the bones and metal inside of it snap from the impact, causing Kado to yelp in pain. Still furious with him destroying her clothing, she grabs him by the two small horns protruding from the top of his head and repeatedly bashes his face against her knee. Bringing him back to face level after a handful of consecutive knee strikes, delivers several devastating blows to his head, kidney's and ribs before halting up noticing his pained gasps for air in-between his bloody coughs. "Look, whoever made you into an android has screwed with your head just like they tried with me. I know someone who can help you and your brother, so why don't you just stop now and help us-" Her attempt to reason with a fellow forced augmentation victim is for naught as Kado head-butts her in the face and flies at full speed towards his brother with 18 close behind him. "Brother! It's time!" Yells Kado to his sibling who smirks before delivering a strong jab to 17s throat, momentarily stopping and giving him a chance to meet up with Kado. "Oh no..." 18 mutters to herself, realizing what they intend to do and promptly cups her hands together to charge an attack hopefully strong enough to stop them. "Ka... Me... Ha... Me... Ha... Me... HHHAAAA!" A wide energy beam bursts out of her hands and heads directly for the two nearby brothers, though she didn't intend to kill them, their fused state would most certainly cause trouble for her and her friends in this battle. Kado looks behind him and gasps in shock of the blue beam coming towards him and promptly speeds up as much as he can. The attack slowly closes the distance with the PTO soldier feeling it burning away at his feet. 18 puts more into the attack, desperately hoping she can, at least, halt their fusion to no avail. The two brothers start glowing in a green light and smash against each other, their bodies transforming into the fused being Aka who effortlessly smacks her Kamehameha away with a pleased smirk on his face. "That was a close one." Comments Aka while shaking his wrist. "But no dice, now you and your brother are going to regret not putting us down sooner!" "Believe me, I already am." Thinks 18 as she gets in Turtle Schools fighting pose, readying herself for Aka as the fused being charges towards her, cackling at his assured victory. --------------------------------------- West City "Get out of here! Right now!" Yells Krillin from atop a disabled car, kicking a nearby flying PTO soldier to the ground before spotting several of them firing their ki blasts at a large group of fleeing civilians. Jabbing his open palm forward, Krillin unleashes several blasts of his own, each of which cancels out his enemies though he soon finds himself smacked into a nearby wall from behind, more soldiers taking advantage of his and the others split attention between protecting civilians and fighting the PTO. Quickly recovering from it, the monk repays the favor to the one responsible for hitting him with a strong punch to his face, knocking him out instantly. He takes to the air, charging at the incoming PTO soldiers and scatters the lot of them with a kiai. Effortlessly, he takes them out of the fight with but a single punch or kick, sending them plummeting unconscious onto the chaos filled streets below. Yet as before, for every four or five of them he focuses on at a given moment, the same number bypass him and continue their attack on the civilians with a whole bus full of children. "Damn!" He turns around to shoot them out of the sky, yet the instant his head turns, the other soldiers proceed to assault him from behind. The monk finds himself assaulted by dozens upon dozens of Ki blasts assaulting him from all sides. He grits his teeth, annoyed that he cannot fight to his full extent for fear of accidentally adding to the body count. His salvation comes in the form of a large, yellow Ki ball darting out of nowhere and like guided bullet darts from soldier to soldier, blasting into them and sending them plummeting to the ground with smoking burns all over their bodies. Krillin looks behind him and finds a smirking Yamcha guiding the ball at the swarm of invaders above, picking them off easily. "Thanks for the save!" Yells Krillin with a pleased smile on his face and before seeing Yamcha running towards him with his hands raised in a position the monk knows all too well. "Get down!" Yells Yamcha before leaping into the air, right over Krillin and into a group of incoming PTOs. "Wolf Fang Fist!" With an initial kick to a six-foot tall soldiers head, the retired Earth fighter unleashes a lightning fast blitz of punching and clawing attacks at the horde of invaders before him. His superior speed and strength so great they're all struck before they even know what hit them. After falling two dozens of them, Yamcha finishes his signature attack off with a double palm strike backed up by a kiai and sending a handful more flying into the air and towards the nearby water. "Go! I'll cover you!" Thankful for his friends assistance, Krillin remembers the bus under attack and uses a reverse Kamehameha to quickly propel himself across the street into the squad preparing to blow up the bus full of children and head first, slams into the three of them with his initial rush. Before the remaining two can counter attack, he spins in the air and fires off a pair of blasts, hitting them square in the face and knocking them out. "Get out of here before more of them get here!" He yells at the panicked bus driver inside while the children look on in awe of Krillin's abilities. "I can't! The engines dead and the doors jammed!" The monks lips curl in anger at this as he looks around to check for nasty surprises lying in wait. Knowing that they're surely going to get killed if left there, he grabs the door of the bus and effortlessly rips it off its hinges, startling the driver though earning amazed gasps from the kids. Putting on a comforting smile, he waves to the children before addressing them. "Okay guys, listen up. My names Krillin and I'm a police officer!" He takes out his recently acquired badge of his pocket, lifting it up into the air for all to see. "The bad guys are out there and I and my friends are going to stop them. But before we can do that, we need to get you and everyone else out of them, understand?" They all nod in understanding. "Good, so what we're going to do now is this. I want you all to find a buddy to pair up with and stick close to them, me and my friend out there-" As if he planned it, Yamcha appears to the left side of the busy, exchanging blows with a duo of soldiers both of whom he takes out with a single kick before leaping back into action. "Are going to protect you, just follow my lead and we'll get out of this in no time, okay?" They all nod once again in unison, rising from their seats and each finding a partner with whom to hold hands. Krillin looks away from them, letting a silent sigh escape his lips before turning back to the driver. "I'll need your help keeping track of the kids in case I or my friend get pre-occupied. Do not let them out of your sight, got it?" "Y-yes sir!" He declares with a salute as if he's being addressed as a soldier by his commander. Trying to fight back a chuckle in a situation like this, Krillin looks out to find Yamcha still fighting nearby, however, the monk worries he alone might not be enough. "Yamcha!" He telepathically contacts the scar-faced former bandit. "Where are Tien and Chiaotzu?" "No idea," Yamcha replies while breaking a PTO soldiers arm before using his whole body to smack one another away. "Last I saw them they were headed for the other side of town where the ball game was." Despite wanting their assistance here, Krillin admits that they are probably of more use where they are. For the stadium was packed with thousands upon thousands of people who were still close to it even after fleeing from the initial incident in comparison to this less inhabited part of the city. "I'm getting these kids out of here, try to keep them off us okay?" "I got it, now quit wasting time and go!" Looking back to the children, he finds them all off their seats and holding hands. "Good work everyone! Now, I'll head out first with you all following me in a single line, your drivers going to be in the middle of the line with my buddy Yamcha covering us from the back. Stay close and don't break line no matter what. Understood?" They nod for a third time prompting Krillin to exit the bus with the class of 23 children following him closely behind. Yamcha continues taking the brunt of the enemy force, managing to keep many of them at bay with his Spirit Ball technique darting around in the air, defeating many soldiers coming in from all directions. They make their way onto the desolate streets, keeping their left sides next to the buildings to provide some cover. Yet trouble finds them regardless in the form of two PTO soldiers managing to bypass Yamcha's spirit ball fire of three charged wave beams at Krillin as per their attack strategy. The monk readies himself, expecting the beams to come at him head on, yet just as they're about to reach they change course entirely as per the commands of their masters, their new targets being the children. Krillin's jaw clenches, his anger over their constant use of civilians as targets for the purpose of leaving himself and his friends open to their attacks growing with each passing moment. He leaps into action, using a ki blast of his own to dispel one beam before kicking the other one back at its maker, blowing him up in the process. Just as he's about to fire off another ki blast to take out the other, the wall behind him suddenly crumbles with a third soldier emerging, putting him in a Nelson hold. "Now you're mine!" States the red skinned, spiky-haired soldier before driving his deep nails into the monk's skull. Fighting back a yell with all his willpower, the monk notices the other soldier coming at him, no doubt to pummel him. The Earth warrior dashes their plan when he breaks the hold with the power up of his aura. He spins quickly into the air, round house kicking the surprise attacker to the head before blasting the remaining one right through the chest. The children look on in a mix of shock, fear and amazement at it all as Krillin lands back onto the ground, wincing in pain. "A-are you okay mister?" Krillin, fighting back the horrid pain in his skill, looks at the questioning boy with a confident smile on his face. "I'm fine kid, just having a little headache from this rotten day we're all having is all. Now get back in line and stick to the plan, we've got a long way to go before we're out of this." The boy does as he's told and the group marches on with the monk taking back his post at the tip of them. And so they march on with Krillin and soon afterward Yamcha with the former having a bad feeling that this is merely the beginning of what will be a very bad day for everyone in this city. ------------------------------ Power Levels: Freeza's army (individually): 30.000-35.000 Chiaotzu: 160.000 Yamcha: 560.000 Tien: 890.000 Krillin: 1.000.000 Piccolo = Shisami (both are somewhat stronger than Perfect Cell though inferior to SPC and all the Mastered Super Saiyans & above). Abo & Kado = 19 & 20 Aka = Cell Games Goku |
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