Crossover Fan Fiction / Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Dark Angel ❯ Chapter 16 ( Chapter 16 )

Dark Angel

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Chapter Sixteen:

Siddious had landed the ship not long ago and was instantly greeted by a not so happy Frieza, who looked more angry then he did when the Sith had left. Somehow, it seemed like something had taken place down upon the planet just like something had up in the space above. Siddious wasn't going to ask what had happened just yet as he explained, rather calmly despite the fact that the Icejin was flaring up in anger, what had taken place in front of the portal.

"What was the point of doing that?" Frieza demanded as he crossed his arms once the other had finished speaking. His tail moved rapidly in anger, moving the dust and sand up from the ground. "We can handle it on our own."

"To be honest, you need all the help you can get," Siddious said, his hands clasped in front of him as if nothing was wrong. "Those Saiyans you have talked about constantly seemed stronger then you think. With the Jedi, it seems like something you could not handle. Besides, this creature as an advantage over them."

"Like what?"

"He's immortal. I've tested it out already, so don't bother trying."

"How did he get immortal?" Frieza asked, probably already knowing the answer to that.

"That was the question I wanted to get answered, but haven't been able to get a straight answer out of him," Siddous replied with a forced chuckle.

"Hmpf," Frieza grumbled in response. "Well, we are going to have to wait even more. My father is out somewhere again and Ginyu still hasn't returned."

"Where did your father go again?"

"I don't know, but he was worked up over that woman he brought here."

"Woman? What woman?" The Sith inquired, a hint of panic on his voice.

"How should I know?" The Icejin shrugged. "She was picked up by my father from some cantina. She claims she knows the Jedi and was a little more then surprised when the subject of a Sith was brought up."

"Amidala," Siddious hissed out, turning his head away from the other.

"Her name was Padme if I am not mistaken. I believe my father said that was her name."

"Perhaps that was the name of a handmaiden she gave to you instead of her real one," He answered coldly. Even with the hood that protected him from the outside world, there was more then one emotion he did not want to show. "That gives us another advantage. I think this is going to work out smoothly for us."

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Standing above the skies of a planet in a different universe, a single figure stood watching over it. His arms were crossed over his chest, his eyes staring down at the planet that was so far away from where he was standing. He was not scared of falling down onto the hard surface since there was no way that he could. It seemed like he had done this thousands of times in his life but, in reality, he hadn't. It was just that feeling he had that he had been there for longer then he actually had.

His cape fluttered behind him as someone stood several feet away, a wooden staff in his hands. Both had pointed ears, pink and green skin, and piercing eyes. Each had their own powers as one was a fighter while the other was a healer. But, the boy had less experience then the older one and still had a few things to learn. He was watching the other with interest like he had so many times before, but this time there was panic on his face. A panic that noted the small hint of fear that was inside of him. He had a small idea on what was going on but he did not know the full extent of it.

"What is going on, Piccolo?" He asked in his soft voice, biting his lower lip to refrain from talking any more.

"I still do not know, Dende. I feel so many different power levels going in every direction. I do not know where they are coming from," Piccolo answered in a gruff voice, his eyes narrowing. "I can sense Goku and the others moving somewhere, but even that is faint."

"If you have to leave, go. I won't be alone up here."

"Not yet."

"Piccolo, if this is about leaving me here by myself, then don't worry about me. They probably need you more then I do. Besides, what can happen in the short time that you are gone?" Dende asked gently. The older Namek slowly turned his head to the younger one, a hard, unreadable expression on his face. "I think this has something more to do with something that doesn't concern the Earth. I can watch over it."

"Dende....."

"Piccolo, go. Mr. Popo can help me if I need it. He has helped the other Guardians. Go," Dende snapped, pointing over the ledge that allowed them to look down upon the Earth.

"Fine, but I won't be gone long." With those words, Piccolo quickly rose himself from the marble floor of the Lookout, his cape still blowing in the wind. With one last look behind him, he took off towards one of the few places that he knew where to look first.

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Vegeta stared out of the window of the cockpit, his arms crossed over his chest tightly. He watched as the stars, planets, and moons moved quickly past the ship, his eyes catching what some looked like while he passed others up. Even though ship was going at this rate of speed, he could still see what was going on among the stars. His training allowed his senses to be more aware of what was going on then they had several years ago. He, like Goku, could see things better then what normal people could not see.

"When will we be there?" He demanded sourly, his eyes narrowing at the window. There was no immediate answer to his questions as a few moments went by. Then, after what seemed like five minutes, there was one.

"I would say another six and a half hours before we reach Coruscant," Ki-Adi said as he sat at the controls of the cockpit, his eyes also staring out of the window. He didn't need to look at the Saiyan standing next to him to give him his answer. There was no need to.

"Can't you get this piece of crap to move any faster? There are more important things to do then wasting them in flying."

"No. This is as fast as we can go until Obi-Wan can install the new hyper-drive, which will be done in a few months. Or, if you want to, try to invent some other hyper-drive that allows ships to go faster in the time that we have to get to the capital, by my guest. However, for right now, this is as good as it gets. You are going to have to be patient just the like rest of us," The Jedi said as calmly as he could.

"I don't want to wait, damn it. I want to get this all over with as soon as possible."

"Well, that's not my problem," Ki-Adi snapped, trying to keep control of his anger. Now I know why Obi-Wan got so worked up over him, He thought as the ship sped ahead, hoping to reach their destination before anyone else did or someone was really going to give Vegeta a piece of their mind.

****

As dusk settled in on Tatooine, the heat started to drop down but only about ten or fifteen degrees. It would be cooler in shade and at night, but the shade was few and far between while the night gave little peace. It was somewhat cooler now outside but that did not help much to those who were suffering. The desert planet was a endless cycle of dunes, sandstorms, and heat as there was no end to it for the rest of the planet's lifespan. Yet, some enjoyed the heat and took that as one of their advantages to living on one of the most dangerous planet's in the known galaxy.

Cold noticed the slight drop in temperature as he continued to walk on, still seemingly lost amidst the different creatures of the planet. Despite the cooling down of the night, there were fewer people out and more shadows appearing in their place. Normally the changeling would just shrug this change off and continue on his way without much thought. Without his powers, though, there was no telling what was going to happen. I am stronger then these creature. I am not supposed to be afraid of them, He thought bitterly as he was given glares in response of wondering glances by the few people that were still out. I know I have to get back to Frieza. I don't know when or where we will be going next.

Cold slowly raised himself from the ground, not caring if there was any commotion going around him. There was no point in getting worked up over that since many of these people were too drunk to remember it in the morning. After all, flying was part of what he was used to and one of the few things that he could do. He was actually surprised that he could do something like this in the new universe. He knew that his powers couldn't work to the level that they had before he had gone through the portal. He figured that some things were automatically on the same level as the so-called 'Force' the Sith had talked about.

As he got up to a level that he could easily look over the township, his eyes spotted something in the distance. It was a small figure moving in another direction, looking somewhat like Ginyu. Cold squinted his eyes, a wondering look crossing his face. Perhaps it was or something else, but he had to make sure it wasn't someone on the other side that was going towards the space port. Raising his hand towards the unknown flying object, the Icejin felt the warmth of energy flow into his palm before releasing it. It moved towards the flying creature at a rate that it would just barely miss it.

Cold hoped this wouldn't spark any more conflict that had already gone on.

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"You know, I am getting really tired of flying. I know that I am whining but I rather have my fee on the ground then be carried by some unknown creature," Amidala snapped at him, her eyes looking longingly down at the ground below her. She had actually gotten used to the aspect of flying and thought it was a gentle ride to her already sealed fate.

"Unfortunately, due to the fact that I don't know anything about this planet or the township we are in, we are going to have to fly until we find them. That could be a while, so be quiet," He snapped at her, quickly becoming irritated by her every comment that had been said for the last ten minutes.

"Great. That means your plans will be delayed even more."

"When we get back to the ship, there won't be much you would be able to say."

"I honestly don't care. It is not like I haven't been in this situation before."

"Listen, just be quiet and...." He suddenly stopped talking as his body moved back just as a flaming fireball came past him, barely missing him. He looked around for a moment, a surprised look upon his face as he tired to locate where it had come from.

"What's going on? What was that?" Amidala asked quickly, knowing that he probably didn't even know what it was either. It took him a moment before his head stopped moving and a smile moved onto his lips. He turned his body in the direction in which the fireball had come from, moving his body towards it.

"I think we just found someone, which is either Frieza or Cold," He explained. "Either one of them could be at the space port right now, close to it, or know how to get back to it better then I can."

"I'll gladly go towards Frieza, but not Cold," The queen said icily, crossing her arms over her chest. "I rather not be around him."

"It would be hard not to be seeing as he is a part of the group," He answered with a short laugh. Amidala grumbled something under her breath, keeping quiet for the rest of the trip towards Cold, her fate becoming a little bit worse.

To Be Continued