Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Lost ❯ Rivalry and Supremacy ( Chapter 31 )

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Chapter 31……………

They stared at him in utter amazement. Never before had something like this happened before….

"Father!!" Goten cried out desperately, but his voice was not heard. The power continued to strengthen itself; uprooting the ground and tearing savagely at the foliage that clung hoplessly to the loam. Each felt more pressure being placed on their bodies as the golden nimbus expanded around him. Digging their arms into the mahogany soil, they held themselves in place. None could afford to go super saiyan for the fear of their ki destroying Capsule Corp. and West City was strong.

A dark figure stood up suddenly, his feet digging into the ground as his body swayed against the outflow of ki that bombarded every inch of his torso. He snarled and pulled his arms against his sides, and they all felt his power grow. His physique became more muscular and his entire being was engulfed in a bright brilliance of gold. Bracing himself back he leapt forward into the swirling vortex that surrounded them all. He loomed towards the irrepressible figure and bawling his fist he aimed carefully before letting it fly towards its target. A loud smack filled the air as bone came in-contact with rock hard flesh. Yet, the saiyan only fell back one step….no damage had been produced and the blow left his face clear and unmarked. Fire leapt into Goku's dark teal orbs and his power increased as he tackled the saiyan prince to the ground.

It was pure rage….he had only experienced it once time before when Frieza had killed Krillian. It blocked his vision and his mind. All he could see was blood and all he could hear were the anguished cry that had tore from his daughter's throat.

His fists pummeled into Vegeta and there wasn't much defense done. No one could get near the two; their offsets of ki forced all the demi-saiyans back to watch alone.

"Grandpa!!" Came a loud cry, its high pitch giving way to its owner. Gohan's head whipped back and he gasped. His daughter….she was trying her hardest to reach them. Behind her he could see another, their blue hair whipping around their young face.

"Pan!! Bra!!" His voiced strained as he tried to make himself be heard over the destruction that tore the ground, "Get back!!"

Yet as he knew automatically, they stubbornly shook their heads. There was nothing he could do, he couldn't keep them from harms way when he couldn't move otherwise. Glancing forward he caught the brief clashes of his father and Vegeta, their energy cracking the ground and filling the air with electrical static that swarm erratically around them. He had to stop this….now wasn't the time for their bitter rivalry.

"Dad!! Do something!!" Cried Pan desperately as she reached his side. He silently pleaded with her, maybe if he tried hard enough…but Pan's gaze stayed firm, "I am not budging!"

"Gohan!! Pan!!"

Gohan whipped back and thrusted out his arm, just in time to grab Bra before she was swept away. Not too gently, he pushed her down infront of him and plunged her hands into the ground.

"Gohan!!"

Why was everyone screaming out his name? Looking over by the now dry stream, he found Goten pulling himself along, "We have to stop this!!"

"Ya I know!!" Gohan frowned... //But how?//

There was only one thing he could do, but that would endanger the others, especially if everything didn't go as planned…..There was no choice, he just hoped that everything was still in one piece after this. However, that was only hoping for a scenario with only 30% success value.

Gritting his teeth, he delved into his soul and brought his power to its max. He was the only one that could come between the two. Kicking off from the ground, he shot up infront of his father just before a fist came barreling down into Vegeta's face. Catching it warily, he tightened his grip and scowled. Electricity surged around Goku's encased hand as the nimbus around his body began to pulsate.

"Gohan…." Growled the older saiyan, his eyes emotionless and cold. Why was his son of all people

standing in his way? Gohan didn't waver and neither said a word. Simply stared into each other's eyes wondering if any, who would make the first move.

Wiping a bloody trail from his mouth, Vegeta scowled at the interruption, "Brat, what do you think you are doing?!?"

Yet, Gohan didn't answer, but kept his gaze locked on his father.

"Gohan, it's his fault…." He hissed adversely, "How can you take his side?"

"Father…" He sighed. Maybe he could reason his way out of this predicament….

"Its not Vegeta's fault….Xenia…she…."

Gohan gazed back into the saiyan prince's eyes. There were answers there that he wasn't ready to reveal……answers that Vegeta, himself had not acknowledged yet.

"The brat would have left anyway. Why doesn't that third-class-brain of yours just accept it Kakarrotto!"

Gohan felt his father's fist tighten in his palm and growled warningly, "Vegeta…you're not making this any better."

Though, all who knew the saiyan prince understood one thing. He never apologizes or admits defeat.

"I never asked for your help Kakarrotto's spawn!" He spat defiantly.

//Dammit Vegeta does your pride have to rule everything you do?!?//

Glancing behind his father, Gohan's eyes widened as Pan's face came into view.

"Grandpa please….."

Goku's eyes averted to his right for a moment where Pan levitated. Her eyes were blurry with tears and she pleaded through her gaze that he would stop. He had to, this tactic never failed before. Not with him or Vegeta….

"Dad…" Vegeta grunted indifferently as his daughter tugged at his arm, her eyes reflecting Pan's.

"Now isn't the time to fight, not each other at least…..what we have to do is find aunt Xenia and get her back." Pan prayed they would listen, that somehow something would click inside her grandfather and make him himself again. These past few days had brought out a side of him that she never knew. She wondered if he had not fallen into that ravine and lost his memory would he be like this? Was this the true Kakarrotto? Was this what he would have been like?

Glancing back and forth between his son and then Vegeta, he loosened his fist and relaxed. The nimbus vaulted and left him with ebony locks and dark obsidian orbs once again. Yet, his gaze held the same intensity as before and Gohan knew now wasn't the time for relief.

"We should leave right away."

Panic coursed through him for a moment, "Are you crazy dad?"

Sure he was worried…more than most of them most probably, but to barrel through that place again and without a plan? It was ludicrous!

"We need a plan!" Gohan pleaded desperately, "Do you remember what happened last time? If we just go straight through again, then the outcome will end up just like last time."

There was a silence and Goku stared at the ground. All that could be heard was the rustling of wind as the older saiyan took in his son's words.

"Then think up a plan," Goku dropped to the ground landing softly on his feet before a bewildered Goten. Glancing up he held his placid demeanor in place, "You have half an hour Gohan. THIRTY MINUTES. We will leave then….whether you have a plan or not."

Only half an hour? How was he…..the warning glare Gohan received from his father conspired no doubt. He was dead serious and if he didn't think of something soon, then they'd find themselves in the same predicament as yesterday.

"Grandpa!!" Pan flew down and clutched onto Goku's gi shirt, "What's wrong with you? Why are you acting this way?"

He seemed to acknowledge her partially, almost hesitant on his decision on whether he should

answer her. However he wasn't the one they should be worried about…..stepping forward quickly he

pulled away from her grasp and continued to walk to Capsule Corp. Pan took a step forward, she had to talk to him.

"Pan!!" Lowering her head, she obeyed the insinuated command and fell to her knees. Tears welled up in her eyes and she mentally cursed herself for their weakness. She shouldn't cry….she wasn't a baby! But her Grandfather……he has never been like this before

Gazing back she composed herself, "Daddy, what are we going to do?"

//Yes, what indeed?//

Everyone's attention was back on Gohan for he was the only one among them that understood battle and academics equally. What an exalting position he held….promoted as the brains of the operation.

"Let's see what you CAN do boy…" Vegeta smirked and powered down. There was a taunting glint in his eyes….already he doubted him. Letting Bra loop her arm with his own, he dropped to the ground and followed his rival's lead inside.

//Dear Dende, I hope I can do this….//

Running a hand nervously though his hair, Gohan sighed. That, at least, had gone better than he had thought.

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Damn her….DAMN HER!! How can she….how could she? The units were suppose to be flawless. He had been assured that there would be no complications. She was suppose to be a dutiful warrior, who would undertake any task commanded of her. Whether lewd or arduous, there was to be no refusals….and there were none. She would do anything, absolutely ANYTHING.

Yet, he allowed her to evolve within her rising power; become more aware of her control over him. At the mere age of ten, she was exhibiting power that was far above most of his soldiers and soon she was second to himself. He had trained her every day…watching her develop skills and techniques that were far above his own. Though he never expected, or even fathomed it….yet as years wore and her body began to grow he found himself beginning to yearn for her. A man far above her father in age, but as a saiyan he was still quite young. The age was of little importance, for many on Vegetasei had mated at these ages. Yet, somewhere in his subconscious he was well aware of its fallacy and knew he was deluding himself with it.

Yet, the power she had…..her saiyan body was tainted….she did have a chikayuuian mother, but her DNA proclaimed proudly that she was whole and that was all that mattered. She was the only saiyan female left and he had swore to himself he would never bed a half-breed. She was the only one….yet he never expected to ever receive an heir….She managed to manipulate him or rather allowed himself to be manipulated by her feminine tactics. Though rarely they were used, each time they held a potent mist that would render him blind to rational thought. The one time…The ONE time out of many that he had beguiled himself to crumble at her pleas and his burning desire for her body….he had MARKED her and she had not returned the compensating gesture. He had bonded himself and now the consequences were clear; she would hear him….his thoughts, speech and feel everything he felt….fear, anxiety, pleasure, pain. DAMN HER!!

Then there was the child……a bastard for the time, but what he hoped would become his heir to his empire. They would all crumble without him; all his troops willed themselves because they knew they had a strong leader. Without that, one didn't have to ask, but would know that chaos would eventually ensue. Yet, there would be no chance that the mother, as proven by her deceitful facade, would forfeit the child into his holding. She would not allow herself to be restrained….she would not stay. There was no doubt, she had made it quite clear that she wanted nothing to do with him anymore and for some odd reason something inside him cracked.

He felt something crack when he saw through to her true purpose…..he felt it bleed….

A wound that never heals…THESE PITIFUL EMOTIONS WERE TEARING HIM APART!! How could he allow himself to become so weak?

Grinding his hands into his bed post, he snarled and shifted the bits of wood that turned to dust in his hands. Here….here was the last time….the last time she was his or rather he thought. Memories began to resurface and he could almost hear her sighs, her moans…..he could feel her deliciously tight body writhing underneath him…..NO!! HE COULDN'T ALLOW HIMSELF TO FALL INTO HER DECIETFUL WEB AGAIN!! She wasn't even there and still her control was all too apparent. Vasha and Kavar may be successful in reactivating her units, but he doubted their control would last long. DAMN HER!! He could still smell her in his chambers. The intoxicating aroma strangled the very air around him and his eyes glazed over for a moment.

//NO!! I SHALL NOT YIELD!!//

Pulling back from the wretched bed where he sat, he strode to the large doors that imprisoned him in his insanity. Thrusting his fist against it, the wood cracked and splintered before bursting forth into a mahogany shower over the floor. Crisp air fell over his body, cooling the unbearable humidity that had suffocated him before. Leaning back against his right leg, he extended his arm and frowned in pure disgust. If he didn't do this, she would haunt him forever….a small nimbus engulfed his fingers as he gathered his energy in his hand.

//You bitch….//

A fierce cry tore from his throat as the ki jettisoned from his palm and burst forth into a display of wild streams of scarlet and ivory. Smoke spewed over his face as the room was torn and burnt, yet his body stayed rooted to the ground and not one muscle moved.

He stared emotionlessly into the charred room, his eyes sweeping over every item that still held its form. Plank and metal plating fell to the floor, destroying what was left leaving nothing but a void of blackness littered with piles of ash.

Letting his arm fall to his side, he stepped back and sighed indifferently…

//Never again….//

Turning on his heel he gasped for air, for some reason he had been holding it in. Almost suffocating himself without realizing it. On shaky legs, he walked over to the hearth and leaned his forehead on the metal embroider that adorned the mantel.

There was nothing he could do now. All there was to do, was wait.

//Goku and his little gang of warriors should be here soon…..//

Why hadn't they followed him? Why? Their delay gave him an advantage. Were they trying to outsmart him? He sighed heavily before falling back into his white satin chair. He just hoped that Vasha and Kavar succeeded. He might need Xenia's help after all.

"She's my enemy now, yet I am still willing to use her for battle," he laughed richly, his voice booming over the room.

"What a sick joke I have become, to resort to receiving help from my enemy!" His body shook with his loud guffawing and anyone who might have stumbled into the room at that moment, would swear that he was mad. Yet, fear saved one from witnessing this.

A loud knock at the door stealed Turlus from his delirious mind and he cleared his throat, "Enter."

A lone soldier entered the room, his steps suggesting that he had indeed heard Turlus in his insanity just before. His right shoulder was bandaged tightly with dark crimson blood staining it; his arm was gone.

"My lord." He bowed his head, letting a small hiss escape his throat as pain coursed through his body. He seemed nervous, almost fearful. "I have news from Vasha and Kavar….."

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"Does everyone understand." It had taken Gohan nearly the entire half-hour to think of a plan. It was not sound, but he had nothing else to rely on. It was already apparent that many of them were not in agreement. Especially his father and Vegeta. He could swear they were sharing personalities today.

"This is the only way. You only gave me thirty minutes to think of something and if I did, you gave me word that you would follow it!" Gohan was damn tired of this. He hated having all this burden his shoulders.

Goku pushed off from the wall and kept his voice cool, but without emotion, "I gave you no such promise. I told you to think of a plan and this….THIS is not suitable for what has to be done."

Gohan couldn't believe this! How could he give him this chance and then dash it without even considering it!

"Damn it father, why are you so stubborn! You should know far better that irrational actions will get us nowhere and possibly Xenia killed! Is that what you want?! It is?! Because I know damn well that will happen if you let your anger cloud your judgment!" Gohan's sudden rage shook his body and he watched his father's face harden at the accusation.

"GOHAN DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND HOW I FEEL?! THAT'S MY DAUGHTER UP THERE!! I DON'T KNOW WHAT THEY ARE DOING TO HER OR WHAT THEY HAVE DONE TO HER IN THE PAST!! DON'T YOU CARE ABOUT HER GOHAN?! OR HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN ABOUT WHO YOUR SISTER IS TO YOU?!"

Everything broke. Emotions flooded and Gohan tackled his father to the ground.

"OFF COURSE I CARE ABOUT HER!! SHE IS MY LITTLE SISTER AND IT KILLS ME EVERYDAY TO THINK I COULDN'T PROTECT HER FROM THIS!!"

"Dad, stop this!" Pan rushed forward and pulled at her father's arms, while Chichi grabbed a hold of her husband's shoulders. Goku didn't dare attack his son with the knowledge that Chichi was just behind him. He didn't want her to see him like this.

"Your spawn is correct."

Everything stopped and they followed the voice. Vegeta snorted indifferently, "Disgusting! Kakarrotto, do not believe for a minute that none of us know! You are dismissing anything that comes from your brat's mouth!"

Goku frowned, but didn't reply.

"We will follow the brat's plan for there is nothing better to do, though I do warn you boy," Vegeta turned to Gohan, "the saiyan prince does not take orders from a half-breed, let alone a half-breed spawned from a third-class-warrior."

Gohan nodded and turned to his father. He was their mode for transportation. Goku gazed around the many faces who crowded around him and turned away, "Fine."

Goten and Trunks stepped forward and placed their hands on Goku's shoulders. Pan was about to grabbed on as well, when Gohan gripped her shoulder tightly, "You're not going Pan."

Her jaw fell open in shock, "But dad…"

"No, you need to stay her with Bra, Bulma, and your mom and grandmother."

"But…"

"No…."

Vegeta glanced over to his youngest as well and watched her nod in agreement. Pan slowly walked to her mother's side and watched as her father gripped her uncle's shoulder tightly as well as Vegeta's. A curt nod from the group of men and they were gone.

"You didn't tell them?" Chichi stated solemnly, "Why?"

"Telling them about Xenia's condition would only worry them more and right now their emotions are already running high…..and I don't think I had the heart to tell them."

"What will happen to her Bulma?"

"If she fights, she will die. She will die in the most horrible way."

"Then do you think….Gohan's plan that is….Will work mom?" Asked Bra nervously.

Bulma gazed over into her daughter's eyes, "To be honest Bra….I don't know….I just don't know…."

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Each saiyan male stared intently at the base, and nodded to one another. It was now or never…..

Suddenly a huge explosion rocketed the small planet. A part of the base exploded into fire and smoke as a figure leapt out onto the ground. She looked back and sent another ki blast into the base before taking off towards the five saiyans. She stopped and her eyes widened in surprise.

"Xenia?" Goten asked unsure, "You….you escaped…"

Her wounds were gone and she placed her hands on her hips, cocking her head to the side. A smirk dawned her lips, "Have such little faith in me do you?"

Smiling Goten ran forward and hugged his sister, "You're alright! We thought…"

He trailed off as he realized that Xenia hadn't returned the hug. Stepping back he scrunched his brows together in confusion.

"Xenia what's wrong?"

Her smirk widened as she gripped his arms tightly and pulled him against her. He gasped as his stomach slammed into her knee and she jumped back. All the while smirking as she watched her brother fall to his knees while he grasped his stomach tightly. Gohan rushed to Goten's side and tried to help him up, but Goten simply battered his arm away.

"Xenia?" Goku took a step forward.

"You all are so gullible," she stated pleasingly. Why was she acting like this. What happened?

A low growl escaped Goku's lips as another figure descended beside Xenia. The rogue loosely wrapped his arm around Xenia's waist and grinned, "What a entertaining predicament we have here."

"Turlus….what did you do to her?!" Goku shouted his anger rising once again.

"Nothing….I, myself, didn't do anything." He took Xenia's chin in his palm, "Now darling why don't you give your father a warm welcome."

Her smirk widened as she glanced around the warriors that stood before her, "Oh, don't worry…I will."

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I gazed around myself in horror. I remembered this place all too well and had feared it everyday in the deep recesses of my subconscious. I watched the dark crimson fluid flow through the stream…yet, it wasn't a stream anymore instead it had turned into a raging river that sprayed blood over anything that dared come near it. The scarlet sky and the grass that looked like a hundred tiny sharp rubies….this was where it began….when IT happened….When IT took control….

Gazing up I saw a figure approaching in the distance, but I didn't need to guess who it was….I knew…..it was HER….

The woman stopped a few feet from me and I stood up warily. My body still felt weak, but the pain was gone. She looked exactly like me, except for her eyes. They were deep pools of black, only black. No white surrounded her iris and the chilling look sent a shiver up my spine.

"What do you want?"

She cocked her head to the side and smirked, "You don't know…."

I lifted a brow in surprise, "Should I?"

"You obviously don't know yourself very well." She stalked slowly around me, "I want what you want."

"I want control! I want my body back!"

Her smirk widened, "That is what I want too and just like you I will do anything to keep the control I have."

I could see them all. My father, my brothers, Trunks, Vegeta….they were all there on Pluto. I was going to fight them. I could see this, but I couldn't feel anything. My movements, my words didn't come from me, they were all coming from her….she was doing this….

"Leave them alone," I growled warningly.

"Now, you know I can't do that….." She replied innocently.

"Fine, if you won't give my body back then I'll take it back."

"You can try, but remember I AM YOU. I know every move you will make…"

"You are not me!" I spat out defiantly.

"Keep telling yourself that if it makes you feel better."

Growling I fell back into a fighting stance, digging my feet into the ruby ground. It wouldn't be easy, not as easy as last time. I didn't care, even if I had to die in the process! I didn't care!! I was going to kill this soulless bitch if it was the last thing I do!

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I don't know when I'll get the next chapter up with ……and helping my father after his back surgery…….and baby-sitting my little cousin…….and homework…….my vacation isn't looking too great, eh? I'll try to get it up, but it looks like I won't finish by the end of this year. ::sigh:: That would take a miracle, oh well…….Please review people. JA NE!!