Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Hunted Saiyans ❯ Chapter 6: Screeches and Screams ( Chapter 6 )

 

 

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Dragonball Z or any of the characters in Dragonball Z. Dragonball Z belongs to Akira Toriyama. It is owed/licensed by Toei, Bird Studios, Shonen Jump, Funimation, and Viz. I do however own Tilo and the story idea so don't you steal!

 

 

Chapter 6

Screeches and Screams

 

 

The room was semi dark. Everything was made of cold metal and steel. The roof was dome shaped and semi-transparent. No light shone through it. Nothing in here was natural. Fused within the walls shone dim artificial yellow light from lamps shaped like a hornet's abdomen. Slap bang in the middle of the room, was a huge tank with sky blue liquid bubbling in its belly. Most of the light in the room shone onto the tank. Mechanical snake-like cords were attached to the limbs of a naked man. Just below his shoulder blades, as he floated there with arms outstretched, were two anaconda sized cords attached deep into his skin. He seemed unconscious. He breathed steadily into an air mask that covered half of his face, his dark brown hair dancing slowly in the warm teal water. Small air bubbles floated from his mouth and up the tank. His eyes opened.

 

The water bubbled down, his hair the first to drop and cling wetly on his face. His head leaned slightly to his side in exhaustion, his lids falling and opening as he struggled to remain awake. The water gradually left him; the last few levels kissed his toes and then disappeared beneath him. He was held in place by the cords, his arm still spread open either side.

 

The air mask detached itself from his face and the man licked his lower lip, over his scar. It was good to be able to feel and move again.

 

Finally the cords snapped away from him and hung like vines in the tank as he fell to his feet. The tank's door's bloomed open like a flower and the man stepped out. He took a huge breath, but all he smelt was tasteless and scentless air.

 

“You will have two weeks to be able to reach the maximum power. The substance is within you now,” droned a mechanic like voice. He had never seen the face, just knew the voice, “…you have to let it do its job over the period of two weeks.”

 

“Thank you,” the man said.

 

There was a silence before it boomed again. “After two weeks, you will have incalculable power.”

 

A small smile spread on the man's lips.

 

He could hear some stirring at the other end. The doors whizzed open and a humanoid stepped in. He was tall and well built, battle armour covered his body. In his hands he held clothes and tossed them to the nude man. He caught them and looked at the other being in the room, but the man said nothing. He crossed his arms and waited.

 

The man touched the fabric of his clothes. They were exactly the way he left them.

 

“Name your desired planet,” the Voice said, “and we will take you there.”

 

The man zipped his pants and tossed his shirt over his shoulder.

 

“Like I said: planet Earth.”

 

The other man looked at him. For the first time he noticed the man's sleepy look and he glared back.

 

“You got a problem?” the topless man asked.

 

“No. No problem,” the man smiled. “Others have gone there too. Who is it you want to kill again?”

 

The man twisted his neck in response, the crackling echoing in the room. He felt the adrenaline return to him.

 

“The Saiyans,” he said.

 

****

 

 

This was bad.

 

Really bad.

 

Chibi Trunks and Goten stared at Scar with eyes glistening in terror. It seemed that, the mere sight of Scar would cause them to cry. Chi Chi stared at them and then the man, not quite understanding their dilemma. The children were shaking all over. It looked like chibi Trunks was ready to defend Goten to the death, his quivering hand holding the boy back. But whatever for? This man?

 

She looked up at him as he hovered above them all. His eyes were a pool of endless darkness. The look in his face was passive, yet she could tell with just a glance, all the cruelty he could bestow. The black arm he had attached to him had blood all over, as did his clothes and chest. She wondered quietly, and then panicked: Who's blood?

 

“Chi chi!” she heard a voice in her head. It was King Kai.

 

“Dear woman, whatever you do, don't do anything STUPID! This man is a maniac!”

 

Chi Chi stood tall despite his dominating presence. Dende wanted to stop her, but he could feel fear gripping him to the ground. She pointed up at Scar.

 

“Hey!” she yelled, “Where's my son?!”

 

Scar looked at her properly for the first time. He studied her features and realised the link.

 

“Chi Chi!” King Kai cried, “Please, you must understand, this man will kill you!”

 

“Videl, can you hear me?” Tilo ceased his moment and spoke to her telepathically. After a moment she realised he had whispered to her and she slowly nodded her head. “I'll explain everything later, but right now, you have to get my dad and Goten; their in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber. Don't ask any questions, just go!”

 

She nodded and slowly tiptoed backwards. Miraculously, she managed to slip away from Scar's eyes. Tilo gulped, taking a fighting stance.

 

“What the hell have I done?! I'm so stupid!” he thought and clenched his fists tightly until they turned white, “I've put everyone in danger! What should I do? What if he attacks before dad gets here?! What if dad can't even fuse?!”

 

“This,” whispered Scar, “Is the End.”

 

****

 

Within the Hyperbolic Time Chamber stood a warrior that smiled proudly at his destruction like an artist stared at his artwork. He had golden crackling hair and a cocky smile. He pointed a muscular finger at the rubble and craters in the distance and laughed, “Yes! This is great! Finally, Gotenks is back!” he lowered his hand and placed it on his chin. “I need new moves though…” echoed his voice, “I mean, Galactic Doughnut is old school!”

 

He back-flipped and landed like a cat on his feet, his hands crossed over his chest.

 

Oh hell yeah, finally, after two and a half months of cruel, rigorous training, Gotenks was back: stronger, faster and wiser. The power he had surging through his veins: he should have never lost it! With this new power, hell Scar would be at his mercy! He could already imagine the tears flowing down Scar's face as he kissed Gotenk's feet, weeping for forgiveness. Goku would admit that finally, there was a warrior stronger then himself, and he'd be begging Gotenk's to teach him all his new moves. A very evil smile spread across Gotenk's face at the prospect.

 

He looked to his right and caught the time on the clock. Damn, he had about two seconds left before…

 

The warrior glowed and split into two. Trunks and Goten were on the floor, blinking at each other.

 

“Woah,” Trunks breathed through a curtain of long hair, “That was great!”

 

“I actually can't remember much,” Goten said as he lifted his face. His hair had grown longer and the Goku hairstyle was gone. It had his teenage hairstyle back again.**

 

“Yeah, you're right,” Trunks said as he stood up, “It's a bit of a blur…”

 

The door creaked open and both men stared at the entrance. A woman stepped in and for a moment Goten was hopeful. A female had come for him (he was getting tired of being with Trunks alone) but to his dismay it was just Videl.

 

“Huh? Has it been a year already?” Trunks said as he looked at Videl who stood panting at the entrance.

 

“There's trouble…” she gasped, “Tilo sent me to fetch you… there's a man outside!”

 

“What?”

 

“It's too soon!” Trunks stood up and clenched his fists tightly. Goten stood up as well. He stared at his palms as though in doubt. But then a smile spread across his handsome face.

 

“I think its ok. We can fuse. I mean… This shouldn't be so hard!”

 

Trunks for a moment felt the same hesitation of their new power, but after looking at the determination in his friends face, he too lit up. This was what he wanted. He could fuse, and now all he needed was a lab rat so he experiment with his new power.

 

And that lab rat would be Scar.

 

 

****

 

Bulma cradled all seven dragon balls in her hands as Vegeta held her bridal style. Clouds wisped against her face like cotton candy; the sunset' brilliant orange rays warming her cheeks as they rose higher and higher into the sky, their destination the Lookout. They had just left East City, where they had to bribe a child for the dragon ball. The kid drove a hard bargain, and Bulma had to control Vegeta from “blasting him!” before she could even make her trade. Luckily Vegeta remained patient enough.

 

She tightened her grip on the dragonballs, but also rested her head closer into Vegeta, savouring the moment. It wasn't often that he held her in such a romantic way. His warmth calmed her for now, and she decided to make every second that he held her precious.

 

However, with every passing cloud, Bulma grew more anxious. What if Vegeta could suddenly detect Scar's power level? He wasn't anywhere near the lookout, but she would be very surprised if Vegeta hadn't detected anything yet.

 

Vegeta noticed her distress but decided not to take any notice of it. She would tell him. She would. Faster and higher they went, Earth disappearing beneath them in a carpet of fluffy sunbathed clouds. Above the sky was getting ever darker, the stars slowly surfacing from their slumber.

 

Suddenly Bulma gasped and he looked down.

 

“It can't be… no!” she whimpered.

 

The dragon balls had turned to stone.

 

****

 

“I'm sorry that you all have to die. My target is really the Saiyans,” Scar said as a black ki ball flickered into place in his left hand. He looked at chibi Trunks and Goten and raised his eyebrow, “How many offspring did they have?” he wondered. The children looked at him in hatred. Passively he wondered why Saiyans always had so much spunk. To Scar's right, was Tilo, shaking in his boots. The teenager looked like he was ready to jump for him at any moment, but his mind was screaming at him not to. Wise decision.

 

Then there was the Namek. He heard about these creatures. He was told that this Namek acted as Kami for Earth and possessed supernatural powers. He didn't think he really cared.

 

“Now, you all have to die. This will be very painful,” he said as his feet finally touched the tiles of the lookout. He came closer, his hand outstretched before him. He heard footsteps and spotted Trunks, the Saiyan he had fought before, and Goten. Both stopped in their tracks at the sight of Scar's black ball.

 

“No!” Goten cried. Scar smirked and took two more steps.

 

Then it happened.

 

A horrible, high pitched screeching exploded from the Pod, and Scar jerked back. His ki ball disappeared and he held his ears shut, but his right arm was twitching madly. Scar screamed as the sound grew even louder and he heard a popping sound. He looked up and saw the Namek was dead on the floor, blood oozing out of his ears.

 

Goten gasped at the sight of Dende's sudden death. It was so quick; did he even realise it? Creeping in his head, Goten was having a strange sense of deja-vu. He had seen this somewhere before, but when? He suddenly realised the connection: that morning, with Picollo, the Pod had also released a sound. But that sound was so small, it caused such pain to him… what more now. Wait a minute… Picollo!

 

Scar hopped back and tried to concentrate on another beam, but his right arm was malfunctioning. He held his head with his left head, trying to block out the sound in his aching head. Everybody else seemed to be doing the same, screeching and screaming at the lethal noise that came from the Pod.

 

“Dende!” Chi Chi cried, but couldn't move.

 

“chibi Trunks! What's happening?!” Tilo called.

 

“The Pod reacts to machines! Anything mechanical that comes within a radius of two meters from the Pod will explode from the screeching sound. The green slime my mum put us in was to protect us from the sound!!”

 

“What?!” Tilo called. The sound wouldn't stop. As long as Scar stood there, the screeching wouldn't stop. Where they all supposed to die?!

 

Scar had great difficulty moving his body. All the nano-parachinium-cells in his body and bones were vibrating from the sound. He tried to move his legs, try to fly, but his body wouldn't move! He yelled into the air and began to power up. “I'm going to destroy that thing!” he yelled as his eyes bulged hideously from the strain.

 

But somewhere above them all, someone had another plan: A very evil, malicious plan. It was the Voice, and it droned for everyone to hear.

 

“You have done your part Scar, thank you.”

 

“What?!”

 

“You have successfully located the whereabouts of all the strong life forces on this planet. In the state that I am, it's very hard to detect spirits. But you have found them. I no longer need you.”

 

Scar's eyes widened in disbelief, “Wha- what do you mean?! We had a deal! I gave you everything! EVERYTHING I HAD! YOU PROMISED I COULD HAVE THIS POWER FOR MY REVENGE!”

 

“Well, I committed an act of dishonesty. Commencing Sweep mode of planet Earth in two minutes and counting.”

 

“NO! YOU CAN'T! AGH!”

 

But the Voice didn't answer anymore. The countdown had begun. Chibi Trunks and Goten knew better then to sit and wait. Unlike Scar they could move. The time to act was now. Now only!

 

“Bulma!” Chibi Trunks called telepathically, his head pounding, “Bulma, listen! You need to get a spaceship and come with it to the lookout! There's no time, you have to turn around, and get a ship! Now!!!”

 

“Trunks?” she gasped, “Are you… the dragonballs,”

 

“Agh! Please, GO NOW!”

 

There was a moment of silence, and she said, “You have to tell Vegeta. He's with me. You hear me Trunks?”

 

“Of coarse,” chibi Trunks nodded.

 

****

 

Just 5km from East City, Bulma was talking back at chibi Trunks. Vegeta stared at her.

 

“Trunks is talking to you? What does he want? Woman, what's happening?!”

 

She looked up at Vegeta, not sure whether to drop the stone dragonballs or to keep them.

 

“Vegeta, everyone is in danger,” she spoke quickly, “The reason why I didn't tell you anything is because I didn't want you to die!”

 

“Mr. Vegeta?” came a familiar voice. Vegeta froze. It was impossible. Was this a dream? “This is Trunks from the future. I'll explain everything later, but the Earth is about to get blown up. You and Bulma have to get a space ship or we'll all die! You have less then two minutes!”

 

“What?” Vegeta's voice trailed off.

 

“Vegeta!” Bulma cried out and yanked his shirt. He quickly snapped out of it and growled. He flared Super Saiyan 2, his power blowing the surrounding clouds away.

 

“Where's the nearest space ship?” he asked her.

 

****

 

Pulla froze as the doors opened. Her heart pounded in her ears as she held her breath. Two figures stormed in and she realised who it was.

 

“Mrs. Briefs?”

 

Bulma and Vegeta ran into the spaceship, past several cabins and then into the main, luxurious deck.

 

“You know how to fly this thing?” Vegeta panted.

 

Pulla quivered, “Y-yes…” she said as Vegeta looked around the contraption.

 

“Good! Set it at full speed and get us out of here! Hurry up woman!”

 

Pulla yelped at his order then quickly strapped herself in. Wait… wait… she was going to do what?

 

“We have less then a minute!” Bulma breathed and clicked in several buttons as the ship hummed to life. The lights switched on and Pulla nervously went over the controls.

 

“Welcome to the NS 5000, built for comfort, safety and protection: The ultimate ship for luxurious space travel,” came the buttery voice of a woman, “May we advise you to go over the safety features before setting of on your journey?”

 

“Less then a minute till what?” Pulla gasped, ignoring the airhostess like voice, pressing buttons as the engines began to heat up. She typed in 100% power, and the screen showed a bar filling up… 60%, 70%, 80%....

 

“Till we all blow up I guess!” Bulma whined, “Vegeta, for goodness sake, unless you know how to fly a ship, sit down!”

 

100%!

 

The spaceship burst out of the underground workroom and into the sky. People all around gasped and pointed at the red ship in the sky, the engines burning blue. She turned the ship around as she tried to keep it hovering in the sky.

 

“Where to?!” she yelled , her fists clenched tightly on the steering.

 

“Kami's Lookout! I already typed in the coordinates,” Bulma said, “Just follow them!”

 

Pulla nodded, “We'll be there in 10 seconds! Hold on tight!”

 

****

 

A brilliant sunset.

 

Gohan stared at the scene that played in front of him. 10 seconds…. 10 seconds to what?

 

Everyone on the lookout was crouched, each tightly shutting their ears from a screeching sound that came from the Pod. From virtually nowhere, it seemed, a deep mechanical voice had announced the destruction of Earth in less then two minutes.

 

Gohan knew that there were less then ten seconds left…

 

His father… where was Goku?

 

Suddenly a low humming appeared behind him and he looked over his shoulder; a spaceship? Not just any spaceship, a Capsule Corp ship! It hovered in the air and slowly, the hatch opened. It looked like a large airstrip where multiple one-person ships could lift-off and park from there. Gohan squinted, and through a bluish glass he spotted Pulla, Vegeta and Bulma in the main deck.

 

“Everyone! Look up!” chibi Goten pointed and everyone noticed the spaceship.

 

9… 8…

 

Tilo turned Super Saiyan and grabbed Chi Chi on the waist, heading for the spaceship. Mr. Popo had been next to Dende the entire time, crying for the young Kami. Chibi Trunks and Goten tried to grab him, but Mr. Popo whimpered and held on to Dende's body.

 

“Please,” he said, “I won't abandon him!”

 

6…

 

Trunks looked around him. Where the hell had Goten gone?! Beside him Videl screeched at the mere thought of the Earth blowing up. “No!” she cried, “Help!!!” He grabbed her too and jumped to Super Saiyan…

 

4…

 

Gohan still had his eyes locked on Scar. He clenched his fists. Scar finally was able to muster a ki ball and destroy the Pod. It shattered in a million pieces and the terrible shrieking stopped. Scar panted heavily… Then he noticed Goten flying towards him at full speed from underneath the lookout. Picollo was on his back. He shot right passed Gohan and flew into the ship with everyone else.

 

2…

 

“Gohan!!!”

 

Gohan turned. They were getting ready to leave. He too, powered up, and disappeared into the ship.

 

1…

 

Goku flitsed into place, the last of his energy used for Instant Transmission. His eyes were wide at the entire scene. The hatch was still open; people were calling his name from within the ship! There was still a chance for him to make it! He lurched himself forward, groaning.

 

0…

A massive shot from the sky in the distance that dispersed all the clouds in a 1000 meter radius. It zapped over the Earth, and a large blue electrical wave spread across the planet's surface, killing and destroying everything in sight. The waves grew larger, and it was as though they were pulling Goku down.

 

The spaceship was roaring, Chi Chi had tears in her eyes. He watched as the spaceship was indecisive whether to stay or leave.

 

Just as he was about to make it, Scar gabbed Goku by the waist in an iron grip, “If I'm going down, you're going down with me!” he yelled.

 

Goku looked up in horror, his arm outstretched, fingers wide for someone to clasp. He saw the disbelief and tears in the eyes of his friends and family. Chi Chi screamed his name; the tears flowed down her face, her fingers clenched against the ship's windows.

 

“Goku! GOKU!”

 

A final explosion, and Scar and Goku disappeared into the hell fire. The ship was forced upwards and Pulla jerked the ship into space just before they would be forced in too.

 

“Kakorot…” Vegeta whispered in disbelief. His hand was the last thing Vegeta saw before it disappeared in a cloud of destruction.

 

“NO! NO!” Gohan pounded ferociously on the glass, tears streaming down his face. Everyone couldn't believe it. Everything on the Earth was destroyed. Pulla jerked the ship out of the Earth's view as Chi Chi fell to the floor. Goten quickly caught her in his arms.

 

“Mum!”

 

She had fainted.

 

“How can this be? Is this real?” Tilo thought. He had seen what had happened to the Earth's surface. In a second there were no more trees, no more water… It had become a brown, massive NOTHING. It had craters, and looked as bleak as the surface of the moon. His heart writhed in pain.

 

“Kento!” he fought back tears as he tried to clasp his heart through his chest to stop the pain, “Kento…” he remembered he had promised his best friend… he promised his best friend!

 

But it was too late.

 

There was nothing.

 

 

Epilogue: …Omega

 

20 hours later…

 

 

 

Furious wind howled over the Earth's surface. It was nothing more then a large floating rock. The sky had even changed colour: there were no more oceans to reflect the radiant blue that people had come to love so much about the Earth. Harsh desert sun shone upon it. The blackness of space was now perfectly visible for the first time from the Earth's façade.

 

It was a torn battle ground.

 

Somewhere, between the heaps and heaps of destruction, a hand exploded from rubble. It was horribly scratched and burnt as it reached out for the sky. Blood trickled down its cut fingertips and down its arm. Then it planted itself sternly on the ground and an entire body heaved itself up.

 

“Ahhh! Ha ha ha…” panted the man. His mechanical arm was completely destroyed. He grabbed it furiously and jerked it off him. It crushed under his massive grip, sparks flying as it groaned from the sudden assault. The man tossed it away.

 

He stood steadily on his feet. His face lifted itself as he started at the sky. Dry blood clotted down his lips and neck. For a moment, it seemed that the only thing he'd do for the rest of his life was to stare into space…

 

But he was doing more then staring.

 

His hand gripped into a fist.

 

“It's not over,” he promised, “I will have… my sweet revenge… You can bet on it… Tilo.”

 

 

 

 

END PART ONE

 

PART TWO, COMING SOON…

 

Scroll down to last page to see comedic re-enactment of actors and myself

 

*Literally translated from Latin: What Great Destruction

** If you've watched the last episode you'll see what I mean. His hair was so cool!

 

 

 

And now, the credit's page!

 

(Disturbed “Stupify” plays as credits roll in.)

 

Actors:

 

Everyone that starred in the first part played by themselves

 

 

Story: MizuSasuke

 

Battle Scenes (Except the one's with Vegeta and the Gobanian): MizuSasuke and OrochimaruMugen

 

 

MentionablePeeps

 

Disturbed - all their tracks

 

Skillet - Rebirthing

 

Linkin Park - Wake

 

Ash The Wanderer (the best DBZ FanFic writer EVER)

 

My laptop

 

AND special thanks to

 

Akira Toriyama

 

Blame! and Abara

 

And

 

You, the readers ^-^

 

 

REVIEW DAMMIT!!!!!!!

 

MizuSasuke

 

See you soon!

 

 

 

Goku: That's it? You don't even mention me in the epilogue?!

 

MizuSasuke: Sorry, I wanted to keep it short and sweet.

 

Goku: You know all my fans are gonna hate you for doing that.

 

MizuSasuke: Well, I'm sorry… It had to be done! The story isn't over you know! It's a TRILOGY!

 

Goku: A what?

 

MizuSasuke: (Sigh…)

 

Vegeta: It means that you'll probably come back in Part 2 or 3.

 

Goku: All right!

 

Tilo: You made me run away!

 

MizuSasuke: (Oh no…) `looks like I'm not gonna get any tonight… oh well…'

 

Tilo: (Gives her an angry look.)

 

MizuSasuke: There's a reason for that too! Don't worry! You're gonna become a lot stronger! (And hotter…)

 

Trunks and Goten: When do we get to show off our power?!

 

Silence. (crickets in the background)

 

MizuSasuke: Please look forward for the next part. There'll be more suspense, drama, action and romance! .... Be happy everyone! I spared Picollo! After popular demand he remained alive!

 

Picollo: ….