Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Step-parent Saiyan Blues ❯ Gravity of Equals ( Chapter 9 )

Equal Gravity

Revised Saturday, March 03, 2007

Disclaimer: Toriyama created DBZ, and Toei Animation Co and Funimation own it. I only own Fermi, Bohr and Stellari, my fan characters. This is for entertainment only and I make no money writing this.

Summary: Here is another one of my attempts to explain why Stellari had a prayer against the androids in later chapters. The idea that Raditz trains her as well as the twins to fight so she can handle having Saiyan brats around.

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A portion of time Raditz spent training Stellari in Saiyan combat. This was their time together three times a week where Raditz showed his fighting prowess and Stellari showed him what she had learned. Granted she felt like her skills were nothing compared to him moving quickly but she had Yamcha to thank for updating her Red Ribbon training.

 

Within a few days Stellari had improved greatly. So much so that she enjoyed showing off her new training when she was in front of her sons. Both of them liked the sparring with their mother, sharing their own little secrets imparted by their sensei.

 

Raditz alternated training with Nappa and Vegeta, and battle bots. Stellari found herself hard pressed to keep up with them, but practiced the katas in lieu of exercise. When not able to train with Raditz she held sessions with Bliss. Nappa's daughter easily had the power level of the human Yamcha, and worked her way up to Krillen's level. Every day they were increasing. For the sake of her and the boys she drilled harder and harder when not at work. Weekends were rife with training sessions. Even before meeting Raditz she had striven hard, but taking on Raditz as a mate meant certain sacrifices.

 

Working in a chemistry lab with contacts was a deadly prospect. Hence Stellari often wore the thick glasses that doubled as protective eyewear with their detachable side shields. Raditz tossed something to her, and she glanced down to see it was a scouter she clutched in her small hands. She struggled to fit it to her ear, and Raditz had to move up and show her the small switch that activated the suction hold.

 

"You were once a soldier," said Raditz, carrying a pile of towels in with him. He wore simple black training shorts and a tank top in lieu of his armor, along with white gloves and boots. It gave him a strange appearance. Stellari wore Raditz spare suit of armor, the blue and brown set overtop an old Capsule T-shirt along with a headband and wristbands to capture sweat. She had put on disposable contact lenses that she wore whenever she worked out in fear of damaging her glasses. Raditz gauntlets she tugged up to cover her wrists and secured the bindings. Fortunately Bulma's construction of the armor was perfect since Stellari's research had duplicated the exact molecular structure that comprised Saiyan material. One size fits all carried though.

 

"You need to be able to withstand full attacks," Raditz said.

 

"You mean train to fight. But I'm pregnant," Stellari said. "Wouldn't it hurt the babies?"

 

"Not necessarily if we condition you to gravity gradually," said Raditz. "Although you humans are weak, there are the Z fighters among you capable of withstanding one hundred times. Didn't the scarred human Yamcha accidentally expose himself to 100 earth g?"

 

"Yes… but he was in the hospital," she said.

 

"We will start at twice earth gravity," Raditz said. "And gradually build up over time."

 

"If you can't use these powers you need to know how to defend yourself hand to hand. We will train, with no powers to see what you can learn," Raditz clarified. "Eventually you'll be able to channel ki. If what you've done before is indicative…"

 

"Why?" she asked.

 

"Saiyan tradition. Mates must be well matched. At least Third Class ones. And you are easily able to reach my power level when yours is fully activated. At least my power level when I first arrived on this planet," said Raditz. She reached up to pick strands of her polymer out of his dark hair.

 

"I can't do it, Raditz. My bones will crack under their own weight, it's physiologically impossible," said she.

 

"Your astronauts withstand heavier G forces when they launch into space with their toy rockets," said Raditz.

 

"Not prolonged exposure," she mumbled.

 

"You control molecules, right? Tell your body's molecules to change into something stronger," said Raditz.

 

"I don't usually change my OWN molecules," she said.

 

"Surely you must know something STRONGER then your bones limited capacity," he said.

 

"I do…" Stellari muttered. Slowly she let the energy fill her being, the same way in which she manipulated the molecules around her. But this time she directed it inward. From the very core of her being the energies vibrated. Carbon atoms fused together into long filaments that had less mass, but wound around the calcium phosphate. Carbon nanotubes they called them. As strong as anything and less massive.

 

Raditz pulled off her armor. "What are you doing?" she grunted.

 

"The weight of your garments won't help," he said, slowly tearing them off. She was left only in a bra and panties. Strangely cold she felt her bones had changed, and the muscles around them slowly altered in structure. Every molecule in her body vibrated with the extra energy Raditz fed her.

 

"Your mind and mine… let the energy flow between us. Your body and mine in synch," he whispered.

 

Stellari felt a crushing pressure like being at a great depth. The 'gravity conditioning' that Raditz insisted upon was slow exposure to greater G forces over time. Her sons could visit her but the ship was like a hyperbaric pressure chamber that adjusted her body slowly till her muscles bulged and gave her stronger abilities.

 

"You're now at what is normal gravity to me," Raditz said.

 

"I've done it," she laughed, and realized the energy surrounding her was her own.

 

"Drop your energy, and feel it," Raditz said. Stellari took a breath, and allowed the field to drop. Strangely she could stand with a bit of force holding her in a low crouch. She shuffled like an ape trying to walk upright.

 

"Two G's… this is me?"

 

"Try and jump," he said. Stellari gasped, and suddenly was able to leap only six inches before she crashed into the floor with a big dent.

 

"Shit," she mumbled, clawing her way up with Raditz help. Around her the floor was dented at least three feet.

 

"Perhaps that wasn't a good idea," Raditz said.

 

"I feel so weak… and shaky," she panted.

 

"Let's sit down and you'll just get used to it," said Raditz. He motioned to the massive table and chairs that were built to withstand the pressure. The mere act of lifting goblets and other items was like lifting hundred pound weights.

 

"By my calculations, I must weight a quarter ton," Stellari murmured, her lungs rasping against the greater gravity. Just living for a week like this would make or break her.

 

"But how was it that you were here under our noses?" asked Stellari, sitting down opposite her mate.

 

"An isolated place you both once knew well," said Raditz.

 

"The abandoned arctic training area? But still…"

 

"Purchased by an unknown millionaire?" Raditz cocked his eyebrow.

 

"Bliss often took weekends off away from us, but I didn't think… she was with YOU?"

 

"It was close to six of your earth months she worked to simply boost our power levels. Through mental conditioning and training. Countless times we were near death, boosting our levels through combat. You don't know how many times Nappa almost killed me before I reached the level of an Elite," said Raditz.

 

"Lord," she whispered. "How many times?"

 

"At least ten," he whispered.

 

"Do you… the other Saiyans… do they know you're here?" whispered Stellari.

 

"They do," Raditz said quietly. Stellari shivered, hugging herself.

 

"How many?"

 

"Ten thousand," Raditz said quietly. "The ones that were loyal to Prince Vegeta. Those that heard my father and thought him crazy but questioned Freiza. And those that knew the Prince had been sold as a hostage to Freiza. Those who even now have found a world to live on…"

 

"Where?"

 

"The planet called Idsarsei. An old ally of Vegetasei, one of our training bases and pleasure stops. Bliss wished us back to life months ago, when she learned of the existence of the Dragon Balls here. And since that time the one named Turles has helped collect those wished back and ferry them to our New World, named Alvegasei. A planet much like the homeworld where I was born," Raditz explained.

 

"Was anyone killed for that world?" Stellari asked in a low quiet voice. Behind her scouter she widened her dark brown eyes.

 

"It was a planet once annexed by Freiza yes. But the men of Freiza who were there were more then happy to leave when we found out that Freiza and his father Emperor Cold were dead. The one-named Trunks did many worlds a favor by killing him. But many generals of Freiza fought for control once their master was dead. The Saiyans that were wished back managed to take this world for our own use. It's in the same solar system as Idsarsei Prime. But we cannot always interbreed with the Idsarjin. Only one in five crossbreeds have made viable offspring," said Raditz.

 

"What will that mean for the babies… our children?" she asked.

 

"A good question. If Kakkarot's brat is any indication…"

 

"You mean Gohan," she corrected him. "I respect the Saiyan part, but that name means nothing to him."

 

"I mean Son Gohan naturally. He's infinitely more powerful then any could have imagined," Raditz said.

 

"True," Stellari said.

 

"Just sit there," Raditz said as she tried to stand, but slammed back down in the chair. It smashed under her to smithereens.

 

"Damn it," she grumbled. Slowly she focussed her energy, forming something from the shattered plastic pieces. Her unique power formed a thick pasty polymer that allowed her to make a stump to sit on. As time went on, she saw Raditz easily walking as if he were she on earth. But each step she tried made her almost drop to her knees.

 

Stellari groaned, and then rolled onto her back. Raditz strode over and looked at her with compassion. "Are you all right?"

 

"Just let me lay here," she groaned. He reached down and carefully helped her to stand. Leaning on him she tottered with the effort to simply walk.

 

"Don't walk like you would on Earth. Push harder," Raditz said. Stellari's feet hit the floor, almost leaving small dents if not for the shock absorbent material that compensated for higher gravity.

 

"You're shorter," he said quietly, looking at her. Indeed she had compressed an inch while he remained the same. Still her stocky body bulged with muscle, and she continued to stand bravely.

 

"Shut up. Are we going to train or not?" she panted. Raditz grinned, letting her go. He moved into a stance, and she moved opposite of him.

 

***

It had been Bulma's idea to accustom Stellari to gravity slowly. Like a diver in a pressure chamber she theorized slowly exposing a human to higher gravity would let them get stronger. Yamcha and Tien wore weighted clothes, and Raditz insisted Stellari needed the ability to defend herself, in order to be strong enough to care for Saiyan children.

 

So the GR was adapted for them to live in for a whole two weeks. Her two sons would be able to visit her by mental links and seeing her through a sheer glass window a few hours a day. Gradually the Gs would climb till she could withstand ten earth G's or standard Vegetasei gravity. Bulma had built exoframes that she could use, but Stellari insisted she would use them as a last resort.

 

"Now, let's focus on how to move quickly first," Raditz said, amused at his mate's attempts to preen him.

 

Stellari stood into the room with Raditz hand grabbing hers. If not for changing her bones, the thin shell of ki was all that separated her from her falling down helpless.

 

"Try and get me… moving your fastest," he urged. "It's like vibrating at a different frequency then the world around you. Gathering all your life force in one powerful burst… use your energy to move your body much in the way you'd fly. Or the way in which our children use TK power to augment their skills. It comes naturally to them."

 

Stellari felt the humming pulse of energy building in her gut. Raditz started to vibrate as well. In her mind she remembered how electrons spinning around an atomic nucleus had a wavelength of specific energy. Surely if she could shape molecules she could will her OWN molecules to vibrate at a faster frequency.

 

"That's it. Excellent. Use that scientific knowledge to bolster your understanding. Be a particle of light that moves faster then anything you can imagine," Raditz said. To his mind flickered images that seemed far different then he realized. The way humans understood atomic structure was different then the Saiyan grasp of everything being made of energy.

 

"No it isn't. Many scientists believe the cosmos is made of strings that vibrate at specific frequencies, far smaller then any atomic particle," Stellari said.

 

"It IS," Raditz said. "Matter is just energy moving slowly. You comprehend something intellectually that Saiyans know instinctively."

 

"I CAN do it," Stellari gritted her teeth. Soon both of them zipped out. Around her the room moved more slowly, and she had entered a dimension of hyperspeed. Only with the augmented power of thought could she push her molecules to move so fast. The Z warriors had achieved it, but she had barely managed without Raditz' help.

 

"Excellent," Raditz said, chasing her around. Stellari panted, her mind pushing the particles of her body into a more energetic state. She was moving far faster in a different frame of reference.

 

As soon as they moved, Raditz caught her against his chest. The room stopped its slow motion and Stellari stood next to him trembling. Raditz threw back his head, laughing at her. She glared at him and shouted, "Hey stop it!"

 

"It's amusing to see you so thrilled by something so basic to a Saiyan," said Raditz.

 

"I'm a scientist. I take NOTHING for granted," said Stellari.

 

"Power level is 100,000," Stellari said as she glanced at Raditz through the scouter. "Good grief you were only ten thousand when you awakened…"

 

"High gravity training will do that to you," he chuckled. "Speaking of… time for training, Stellari!"

 

"Right," she nodded. Glancing over his shoulder she saw the graviton was cranked up to 3 G's. No wonder she was sweating so much. The field around her crackled with her own energy. As they had been talking the pressure had increased.

 

Raditz zipped out. Stellari's eyes strained to see him. Pushing her senses to the limits she felt the movement of the air and then stepped to the side. Raditz zipped past her, then spun around. Stellari leaned back, matching the vibration of her body's ki to his exactly so she could stay one step ahead of him.

 

"Yes, good!" he laughed.

 

"I could barely keep up," she admitted quietly. "The Red ribbon army DID teach me to use my power offensively. I was considered one of the better ones. Not for speed, but for effectiveness."

 

She blinked at him, shooting backwards. Raditz raised his hand above his head, and then generated a glittering ball of purple energy. He lobbed it towards her. She raised her hand flattening towards him, and gave a loud hiss. The ball shot back towards him, pushed away with a brief flash from her palm.

 

"The damage done to my body was extensive," Raditz panted. "HYAAH!"

 

"Ghhrg!" she gritted, throwing another blast towards him. The baseball-sized packet of ki suddenly formed into a hard ball of energy. It diverted the energy blow, knocking it up to harmlessly explode to the side.

 

"Even being brought back to life I still carry the wounds. Bliss and Nappa trained for a time before we were allowed to come into contact with you. To elevate our power levels enough that we could face anything the prince could throw at us…" said Raditz. "Speaking of… try and stop me! Hit me hard!"

 

Stellari raised her hands, drawing in her breath as he built up his power. "Double sundae!" she shouted. Twin balls generated on her wrists and she hurled them in her own version of his signature move. The blast slammed against him, small in comparison but still enough to push him slightly backwards off balance.

 

He laughed, "Not bad. Have you been practicing without me?"

 

"The twins and I sometimes play games," she said. "They've come up with a few moves of their own. And taught them to me."

 

Stellari pitched forward into his arms, and he held her close. Gently he lowered her to the floor, and her energy petered out. He slowly surrounded her with his own ki to protect her from the gravity.

 

***

That next week the GR slowly ramped up to ten G's. Both of them moved some distance apart in the GR. Slowly Raditz raised his arms above his head, fists clenched. Stellari moved into a traditional stance, legs spread out and one hand back and the other forward. This gave her the ability to arch up against a taller opponent. Raditz topped her by at least one and a half feet, maybe two with his large spiky mane. Despite this, their mass wasn't too far off. He was easily 150 kilos, and she was 125.

 

"I meant to ask you, how is it you were able to fight Yamcha… with such a low power level. As I recall you said your battle power was 1200 when you first fought Goku. But it seems ten times more then that now!"

 

"Now I'll come at you. Show me what you know," Raditz said.

 

"Oh terrific," Stellari mumbled.

 

Suddenly Raditz blurred out. Stellari guessed he would have done this. Instead of trying to move, she swung out her hands, generating something in a blur of light. Raditz zipped in behind her intent on kicking her in the back. Yet he felt a fist slam into his midsection.

 

"You went easy on me, didn't you?" she panted.

 

"So sue me. If I were to fight you with my full abilities… I could hurt you," he said.

 

"Try me," Stellari said. "I'll show you I wasn't so helpless as you thought me to be."

 

Raditz seemed to move far faster then any eye could follow. Stellari's eyes were weaker then most humans, but the scouter pinged with his location. She remained still, wondering where he would strike. At the last moment she barely caught the motion of his fist slamming towards her chest. Instead of hitting full force, Raditz had pulled his punch and Stellari was tossed. She rolled over, bringing up her hands crossed before her face to block the energy blast thrown. Raditz was almost on top of her, throwing punch after punch and Stellari had thrown up something hard that yielded barely under his touch. She staggered to her feet, hiding behind a plastic shield of shock absorbing material. Raditz could throw his punches, but they seemed to sink into it.

 

As soon as it was generated, it vanished, and Stellari swung her hand up, almost punching his face. "HAH, missed!" Raditz laughed. A second later, his breath was gone as something solidified over his mouth and nose. Stellari then grabbed his wrist, levered, and pulled him down on the floor with her. Her fist slammed into his solar plexus hard, knocking the remaining breath from burning lungs.

 

He writhed and kicked, tearing at the plastic on his face that he evaporated with a simple energy blast. Stellari had vanished in her own attempt to escape. A series of kicks and punches collided with his blocking fists, and then he grabbed her and pinned her down on the mat. Throwing one muscular leg over her he straddled her hips with a triumphant laugh.

 

"Got you!"

 

"Jerk," she panted, embarrassed.

 

"You held out longer then I thought you could. I would have killed you by now though. There is much work we must do. But I have to admit your power is… unusual. But I've seen it in action now," said Raditz.

 

Suddenly a sharp spike poked him hard in the ribs, and he recoiled enough to roll off her. An acrid substance squirted in his face, smelling like vinegar and old socks, blinding him. He cursed. By that time Stellari twisted her legs and she was astride him now, her wrists feebly trying to pin his. Raditz laughed, and then he found his arms were shackled in a glue-like substance to the mat. Stellari's power flashed, generating plastic that then slid down his whole body, sticky and resinous, but curing hard. Panting, she then moved off, and he was well and truly snared in tiny threads of gelatinous stuff.

 

"What the hell?" he gasped.

 

"See if you can get out of this, laughing boy," she said. "While you were talking, you let your guard down."

 

"I underestimated you, woman," Raditz laughed. "That last stunt was worthy of a Saiyan."

 

"Mmm," she laughed, and then lowered herself to straddle him again.

 

"Now that you have me what do you plan on doing?"

 

"I have some ideas," she said, rocking her hips slowly over him causing him to grit his teeth. Stretching her body out atop his bound one, she grabbed a handhold of his hair and yanked his face up to give him a deep kiss. Her hands clenched all over his unarmored body, one of them squeezing tightly over his groin. He had to admit that he was extremely aroused by her.

 

"I've always wanted to do this to someone, but they'd think I was nuts," Stellari panted. "My powers aren't like yours, but they DO have their… benefits."

 

"I could melt my way out of this," said Raditz. "You humans rely far too much on this thing you call plastic."

 

"It's not plastic. It's a polymer, but I won't tell you which one," said Stellari. "Suffice to say it DOES occur in nature and on THIS scale, it's stronger then titanium."

 

"Is it like that comic book hero… the Spider man?" he said slowly.

 

"Mmm, don't tell me that you've been into my comic book collection again," she pouted.

 

"Hah! You had a crush on that Peter Parker character, and it inspired you to create this trap. His weapon only lasted a short time and if that inspires this, it will evaporate soon. All I have to do is wait," said Raditz. Stellari swallowed hard at the feral gleam in his eyes. Just then she felt the energy buzzing under and around her. With a touch she struggled to change the plastic into something else. Unfortunately the strands snapped one by one, flinging her off of him. Stellari rolled over and landed on her side, stunned. Raditz stood up, shaking off the threads from his wrists.

 

"Rats," she grumbled.

 

"Are you hurt?" Raditz asked, leaning over her with concern.

 

"Only my pride," she grumbled. He accepted her hand and pulled her up.

 

 

"Congratulations," came Bulma's voice. "Your two weeks are up!"

 

"Two more weeks in ten G's," said Stellari.

 

"The doctors say you're still quite healthy. How does it feel to be the first human woman to live at ten times Earth gravity?" Bulma laughed, looking at Stellari's face on the plasma viewscreen.

 

"Well, what will the effect be on my body if I leave here? I miss my kids," she said.

 

"I'm not sure, but I'll think of something," Bulma said. "Theoretically since you're body's adapted, you shouldn't be adversely harmed. It'd be like one of us going to the moon."

 

"Swell," Stellari said. "I want to get out of here."

 

"Agreed," Raditz nodded, coming up and sliding his arm around her. Bulma nodded, and turned to face someone unseen on the screen.

 

"Raditz, I can't… I can't change my bones back," Stellari murmured.

 

"What do you mean?"

 

"I don't think I could. Not without great strain," she said softly. Raditz eyes widened to look down at her sturdy strong body, now fully laden with muscle beneath fat. What would happen when she set foot outside in weak gravity? Could she hold off her strength or would she do what Kakkarot did, and send her friends flying with a pat on the back, or crush bones with a handshake. Red Ribbon training fused with Saiyan might, reconciling past with present, but what further costs were paid?