Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Interlude ❯ Has Learisto Won? ( Chapter 3 )
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By: ApocalypseBlade 
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Sci-fi / Action | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 01.22.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 128 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Sci-fi / Action | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 01.22.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 128 | Status: Completed
The dagger penetrated Marik's chest, spilling forth crimson blood to be lapped up by Learisto's eager tongue.
"NOOOOO!!!" Lexan cried as she tried to protect her son. She smashed into a force field of magic, it would not allow her to pass. Learisto grinned from ear to ear as he dug deep into Marik's neck. Lexan pounded on the invisible wall keeping her from her son, in hopes it would collapse, alas with no avail. Learisto sucked with joy as he felt the demi-God blood flow into his mouth. It tasted as ambrosia and was quickly absorbed. The blood fused with his own, increasing his strength. He looked tauntingly at Lexan, who was in an Ascended form, still unable to break the barrier he had set. He smiled again. His red eyes glowed brighter and his darkness covered the room.
He then simply vanished. His runes, and his barrier left with him. Lexan ran into the room to find a very limp, and very dead Marik.
"No! No! NO!!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. Tears surged down her cheeks and created puddle on the hard castle floor. She cradled his body in her arms, embracing him into her aura. His skin was very pale now, his eyes gave no sign of life as there seemed to be a silver film over them. They stared into nothingness within the confines of his once innocent looking face, now twisted and wrinkled. The wound gave blood still, from both his neck and his chest. Lexan was powerless. She only continued to cry aloud, her only son had been taken from her.
"MARTEK!!!" She cried. She was heard by the village people in the night. They woke from their tranquil slumber to her screeches of sorrow.
Her blouse was soaked with her tears, but she cared not. For hours she cradled her dead son kneeling on the cold floor. Her legs and arms went numb, but it mattered not. She rocked back and forth, as if trying to calm him.
The light of the dawn entered the chamber. She knelt there still, holding the cadaverous child, trying to think of how to bring him back. But it was done in vain. His soul had been taken by the dark lord, Learisto, there was no way to bring it back.
Some of you may think, if he was given life by two immortals, how could he die? His immortality would not take effect until adolescence like it was so with his parents. Both became immortal during the teenage years. Since the child was merely six, he was quite vulnerable.
Lexan became as a stone. She knelt on the floor, clutching her child. She moved not for days. Days turned into weeks, and weeks, into months, and for thousands of years, she knelt while still her Martek did not return. Had Martek broken his promise?
Martek saw the ship from far off. Frieza, it seems, was planning an unscheduled visit. Martek had read his mind far before he arrived. He had come to destroy the planet. After one hundred years of his tyranny over them, he would kill them as if they were nothing. This angered Martek greatly. To take a life without remorse was unthinkable. He would stop Frieza, and destroy him for his apathy.
"Foolish Saiya-Jin. How can he not know that by now I distract my enemy?" Learisto said to himself on the dark side of the planet. He, there, summoned for himself a Death Ball, capable of destroying a planet in moments, and there he waited for the right moment to strike.
The ship came to a halt, and Martek found that he had underestimated the size. The ship must have been a thousand of feet across, and at least a quarter mile wide. It was circular with ridges along the outside, colored yellow. He glared at the coming ship, he would not let his people be killed ruthlessly by a tyrant. He suddenly turned to the surface. He felt... something, no, someone charging from the surface to the ship. He was a Saiyan, a mercenary who had seen countless battles, and somehow managed to live on. He was very badly wounded from the previous engagement and greatly angered. His power level rose to a stunning fifty thousand. Martek was in disbelief of how weak his people had become. He found the Saiyans name was Bardock. He rushed from the surfaces, enraged beyond reason, coming for Frieza's head. Apparently, Frieza's treachery had run deeper than it appeared. He had ordered the killing of all people under Bardock's command on a distant planet. Assuming he had killed them all, the accomplis he had sent out left, and Bardock came back from that planet in an attempt to warn the Saiyans, with no avail. he then took it upon himself to slay the awful tyrant and liberate his race from their dictator. His aura showed blue as he raced to the ship. He paid Martek no heed and in fact probably thought he was one of Frieza's men. All he could envision right now was killing Frieza to avenge his comrades that were slain at his command.
The ship seemed to leak warriors against the lone Saiyan. There were at least one thousand strong. They came at Bardock, trying to kill him before he reached the ship, but an angry Saiyan is no one to challenge. He tore through the lines like it was paper. The fists thrown at him caught the space around him, but never the Saiyan himself. He slaughtered all of them only to have even more come at him.
Martek watched from a little ways off as Bardock went through line after line of warriors, with he himself already being severely wounded, was receiving deeper wounds. His head seemed to leak blood and the rest of his body gave plenty of other escape routes for the red liquid.
He finally made it to the ship and there, a shaft opened and from it, Lord Frieza emerged. He was a very small being, though he concealed his power very well.
Bardock's right hand glowed with blue light. It shown brighter and brighter with each moment as his eyes cut into Frieza with a deathly visage. Though he stood in front of one of the most powerful beings in the universe, his demeanor showed no fear. He stood firmly against the tyrant. His hand burned with pain, but still he held it, this blast was going to be for vengeance. He remembered how Frieza's men dismembered them. How they had given them unworthy deaths, painful and long deaths, dragging it out to the last moments before all life was extinguished.
Bardock finally releashed his energy blast, which he poured his all of his anger, his hatred, his desire to kill Frieza.
Frieza balanced on his finger, a small orange ball of energy, which quickly expanded to a great size. Bardock's blast was absorbed into the ball, giving it more power. Frieza gave a hearty laugh as he pushed the ball foward, down toward the planet. Bardock and all of Frieza's living men were incinerated while still alive, within the deadly attack.
Martek saw this move of destruction and jumped to stop it. He fired a blast toward the hiddeous thing, hopefully knocking it off course. The blast was absorbed like Bardock's and it trudged onward to the surface. Martek suddenly appeared in front of it, and gave it a mighty kick, sending it flying off into space and finding pleasure that it exploded no where near any place inhabited.
Frieza cringed and shuddered in fear. Who was this new power? He asked himself. Martek glared into Frieza's fear filled eyes. His spiked white hair and white fur on his body was something Frieza had never seen before.
"What are you?" Frieza pleaded and a scratchy voice.
"I am the Legend of the mighty race of Saiya-Jin. I am the defender of my people, and I will never let the likes of you, Frieza, destroy the people whom I fought to protect millennia ago!"
"Bye, bye, Saiyans!"
Learisto released his Death Ball, letting it fall into the planet's surface and destroying any like that could have been.
The planet suddenly exploded behind Martek. It caught him off guard as he turned to find his people, burning and dying.
Martek stood speechless at what was unfolding just beyond his eyes. Frieza was amazed as well, but he wore a smile and was clapping at the planet's destruction. The world suddenly burst into oblivion as chunks of the surface flew to meet Martek and Frieza.
Frieza made haste and evacuated before anythign happened to his ship, while Martek stood with his mouth gaping at what had happened. All those Saiyans, all those thousands of Saiyans, gone, just like that, obliterated for no good reason other than spite.
A black being appeared in front of Martek. His eyes glowed red and his apperance was that of a Namek.
"LEARISTO!!"
"Greetings, Legend. Tidings of destruction to you." He laughed Satanically as Martek cringed and growled in anger, "You killed my people!"
"You abandoned your people!" Learisto spat back.
"I was fulfilling a promise, you just wanted to satisfy your sick mind!"
"Yes, I know. By the way, how's your wife and son? Last time I saw them, they weren't fairing well." He said with an evil smile that stretched across his malicious face.
"Oh, and by the way, compliments to you and Lexan on your son's blood, I found it, extra tasty." He said licking his lips.
Martek's eyes grew to the size of watermelons. His mind refused to listen to what his hears told it they heard.
"You lie!" He screamed in disbelief
"Afraid not, but I wonder, like father, like son?"
Martek flew towards the demon in a rage fitting of his kind. Learisto grabbed Martek by the face and brought it close to his. His breathe was rancid and stagnant as Martek could feel his stomach churning at the first wiff.
"Fool, I killed you're maker, what makes you think you can kill me at your weakest form?!"
Martek's mouths was muffled by Learisto's large hands.
"I know I cannot kill you, but, I can make you forget..."
Learisto touched Martek with his other hand, absorbing his thoughts and leaving him nothing. When Learisto was finished, Martek lay in front of him, a normal form Saiya-Jin, in a comatose state. Learisto smiled, and materialized a Saiyan space pod. He shoved martek inside and set it off to go wherever it took him. Learisto gave another wide smile, his supremecy, was complete...
Lexan blinked. She had been kneeling in this position for thousands of years, motionless, what made her blink now?
Martek... her mind whispered. She couldn't feel his true presence anymore. She turned her head to see the skeletal figure of her dead son laying in her arms. The skin and muscle had completely decayed away, and all that was left was bone. She dropped it, startled at first, but quickly remembered everything.
"Martek." She said aloud.
She felt he was still quite alive, but instead of knowing exactly where, it was very, very vague. Lexan stood up for the first time in ages. Her bones cracked and moaned for their malusage. She ran into her bedroom to find some clothing, she was going to find her husband if it was the last thing in her immortal life that she does. She knew she could simply materialize food, but her clothing would speak volumes on different worlds.
Earth... Her mind told her. She knew not of what it was, but she knew that's where her love would be.
"I'm coming for you, my love, and I will not stop until I find you..." She told herself just as she left.
Her aura seemed to trail behind her as she made great haste out of the accursed castle. The people of the planet watched from their motorized vehicles as the streamig beauty from the castle flew like an angel towards the heavens, never to be seen again...
"NOOOOO!!!" Lexan cried as she tried to protect her son. She smashed into a force field of magic, it would not allow her to pass. Learisto grinned from ear to ear as he dug deep into Marik's neck. Lexan pounded on the invisible wall keeping her from her son, in hopes it would collapse, alas with no avail. Learisto sucked with joy as he felt the demi-God blood flow into his mouth. It tasted as ambrosia and was quickly absorbed. The blood fused with his own, increasing his strength. He looked tauntingly at Lexan, who was in an Ascended form, still unable to break the barrier he had set. He smiled again. His red eyes glowed brighter and his darkness covered the room.
He then simply vanished. His runes, and his barrier left with him. Lexan ran into the room to find a very limp, and very dead Marik.
"No! No! NO!!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. Tears surged down her cheeks and created puddle on the hard castle floor. She cradled his body in her arms, embracing him into her aura. His skin was very pale now, his eyes gave no sign of life as there seemed to be a silver film over them. They stared into nothingness within the confines of his once innocent looking face, now twisted and wrinkled. The wound gave blood still, from both his neck and his chest. Lexan was powerless. She only continued to cry aloud, her only son had been taken from her.
"MARTEK!!!" She cried. She was heard by the village people in the night. They woke from their tranquil slumber to her screeches of sorrow.
Her blouse was soaked with her tears, but she cared not. For hours she cradled her dead son kneeling on the cold floor. Her legs and arms went numb, but it mattered not. She rocked back and forth, as if trying to calm him.
The light of the dawn entered the chamber. She knelt there still, holding the cadaverous child, trying to think of how to bring him back. But it was done in vain. His soul had been taken by the dark lord, Learisto, there was no way to bring it back.
Some of you may think, if he was given life by two immortals, how could he die? His immortality would not take effect until adolescence like it was so with his parents. Both became immortal during the teenage years. Since the child was merely six, he was quite vulnerable.
Lexan became as a stone. She knelt on the floor, clutching her child. She moved not for days. Days turned into weeks, and weeks, into months, and for thousands of years, she knelt while still her Martek did not return. Had Martek broken his promise?
Martek saw the ship from far off. Frieza, it seems, was planning an unscheduled visit. Martek had read his mind far before he arrived. He had come to destroy the planet. After one hundred years of his tyranny over them, he would kill them as if they were nothing. This angered Martek greatly. To take a life without remorse was unthinkable. He would stop Frieza, and destroy him for his apathy.
"Foolish Saiya-Jin. How can he not know that by now I distract my enemy?" Learisto said to himself on the dark side of the planet. He, there, summoned for himself a Death Ball, capable of destroying a planet in moments, and there he waited for the right moment to strike.
The ship came to a halt, and Martek found that he had underestimated the size. The ship must have been a thousand of feet across, and at least a quarter mile wide. It was circular with ridges along the outside, colored yellow. He glared at the coming ship, he would not let his people be killed ruthlessly by a tyrant. He suddenly turned to the surface. He felt... something, no, someone charging from the surface to the ship. He was a Saiyan, a mercenary who had seen countless battles, and somehow managed to live on. He was very badly wounded from the previous engagement and greatly angered. His power level rose to a stunning fifty thousand. Martek was in disbelief of how weak his people had become. He found the Saiyans name was Bardock. He rushed from the surfaces, enraged beyond reason, coming for Frieza's head. Apparently, Frieza's treachery had run deeper than it appeared. He had ordered the killing of all people under Bardock's command on a distant planet. Assuming he had killed them all, the accomplis he had sent out left, and Bardock came back from that planet in an attempt to warn the Saiyans, with no avail. he then took it upon himself to slay the awful tyrant and liberate his race from their dictator. His aura showed blue as he raced to the ship. He paid Martek no heed and in fact probably thought he was one of Frieza's men. All he could envision right now was killing Frieza to avenge his comrades that were slain at his command.
The ship seemed to leak warriors against the lone Saiyan. There were at least one thousand strong. They came at Bardock, trying to kill him before he reached the ship, but an angry Saiyan is no one to challenge. He tore through the lines like it was paper. The fists thrown at him caught the space around him, but never the Saiyan himself. He slaughtered all of them only to have even more come at him.
Martek watched from a little ways off as Bardock went through line after line of warriors, with he himself already being severely wounded, was receiving deeper wounds. His head seemed to leak blood and the rest of his body gave plenty of other escape routes for the red liquid.
He finally made it to the ship and there, a shaft opened and from it, Lord Frieza emerged. He was a very small being, though he concealed his power very well.
Bardock's right hand glowed with blue light. It shown brighter and brighter with each moment as his eyes cut into Frieza with a deathly visage. Though he stood in front of one of the most powerful beings in the universe, his demeanor showed no fear. He stood firmly against the tyrant. His hand burned with pain, but still he held it, this blast was going to be for vengeance. He remembered how Frieza's men dismembered them. How they had given them unworthy deaths, painful and long deaths, dragging it out to the last moments before all life was extinguished.
Bardock finally releashed his energy blast, which he poured his all of his anger, his hatred, his desire to kill Frieza.
Frieza balanced on his finger, a small orange ball of energy, which quickly expanded to a great size. Bardock's blast was absorbed into the ball, giving it more power. Frieza gave a hearty laugh as he pushed the ball foward, down toward the planet. Bardock and all of Frieza's living men were incinerated while still alive, within the deadly attack.
Martek saw this move of destruction and jumped to stop it. He fired a blast toward the hiddeous thing, hopefully knocking it off course. The blast was absorbed like Bardock's and it trudged onward to the surface. Martek suddenly appeared in front of it, and gave it a mighty kick, sending it flying off into space and finding pleasure that it exploded no where near any place inhabited.
Frieza cringed and shuddered in fear. Who was this new power? He asked himself. Martek glared into Frieza's fear filled eyes. His spiked white hair and white fur on his body was something Frieza had never seen before.
"What are you?" Frieza pleaded and a scratchy voice.
"I am the Legend of the mighty race of Saiya-Jin. I am the defender of my people, and I will never let the likes of you, Frieza, destroy the people whom I fought to protect millennia ago!"
"Bye, bye, Saiyans!"
Learisto released his Death Ball, letting it fall into the planet's surface and destroying any like that could have been.
The planet suddenly exploded behind Martek. It caught him off guard as he turned to find his people, burning and dying.
Martek stood speechless at what was unfolding just beyond his eyes. Frieza was amazed as well, but he wore a smile and was clapping at the planet's destruction. The world suddenly burst into oblivion as chunks of the surface flew to meet Martek and Frieza.
Frieza made haste and evacuated before anythign happened to his ship, while Martek stood with his mouth gaping at what had happened. All those Saiyans, all those thousands of Saiyans, gone, just like that, obliterated for no good reason other than spite.
A black being appeared in front of Martek. His eyes glowed red and his apperance was that of a Namek.
"LEARISTO!!"
"Greetings, Legend. Tidings of destruction to you." He laughed Satanically as Martek cringed and growled in anger, "You killed my people!"
"You abandoned your people!" Learisto spat back.
"I was fulfilling a promise, you just wanted to satisfy your sick mind!"
"Yes, I know. By the way, how's your wife and son? Last time I saw them, they weren't fairing well." He said with an evil smile that stretched across his malicious face.
"Oh, and by the way, compliments to you and Lexan on your son's blood, I found it, extra tasty." He said licking his lips.
Martek's eyes grew to the size of watermelons. His mind refused to listen to what his hears told it they heard.
"You lie!" He screamed in disbelief
"Afraid not, but I wonder, like father, like son?"
Martek flew towards the demon in a rage fitting of his kind. Learisto grabbed Martek by the face and brought it close to his. His breathe was rancid and stagnant as Martek could feel his stomach churning at the first wiff.
"Fool, I killed you're maker, what makes you think you can kill me at your weakest form?!"
Martek's mouths was muffled by Learisto's large hands.
"I know I cannot kill you, but, I can make you forget..."
Learisto touched Martek with his other hand, absorbing his thoughts and leaving him nothing. When Learisto was finished, Martek lay in front of him, a normal form Saiya-Jin, in a comatose state. Learisto smiled, and materialized a Saiyan space pod. He shoved martek inside and set it off to go wherever it took him. Learisto gave another wide smile, his supremecy, was complete...
Lexan blinked. She had been kneeling in this position for thousands of years, motionless, what made her blink now?
Martek... her mind whispered. She couldn't feel his true presence anymore. She turned her head to see the skeletal figure of her dead son laying in her arms. The skin and muscle had completely decayed away, and all that was left was bone. She dropped it, startled at first, but quickly remembered everything.
"Martek." She said aloud.
She felt he was still quite alive, but instead of knowing exactly where, it was very, very vague. Lexan stood up for the first time in ages. Her bones cracked and moaned for their malusage. She ran into her bedroom to find some clothing, she was going to find her husband if it was the last thing in her immortal life that she does. She knew she could simply materialize food, but her clothing would speak volumes on different worlds.
Earth... Her mind told her. She knew not of what it was, but she knew that's where her love would be.
"I'm coming for you, my love, and I will not stop until I find you..." She told herself just as she left.
Her aura seemed to trail behind her as she made great haste out of the accursed castle. The people of the planet watched from their motorized vehicles as the streamig beauty from the castle flew like an angel towards the heavens, never to be seen again...