Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The History of Kalika ❯ Ready To Rumble? ( Chapter 7 )

The History of Kalika

Author's Note:

I don't own DBZ darn it. I do however own Kalika, Nomi, Sophie Allen (deceased), and those stupid ass robots…I'll probably name them something eventually…any ideas?

And thank you for the loverly reviews. You guys rock.

Mechanical Butterfly had a question, right? Well here's the answer: Nope, I didn't get the name from Final Fantasy X. I have never played the game before. None of them really. I am not big on RPGs. I actually got the name when I was researching Hawaii for the story. I liked it a lot. It sounds a lot like Kilik, which is one of my favorite characters from the game Soul Calibur. Keep that name is mind; you might be seeing that one in my fic too…Hmm.

The last chapter was kind of short by my standards so I hope this one makes up for it. Now on with the fight in this R rated fic…

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Ready To Rumble?

Trunks was feeling pretty good about his performance thus far. He had already obliterated at least four of those worthless bots and he was well on his way to nailing two of the things with one of his Ki blasts. He hadn't even needed to go Super Saiyan yet. He was feeling so good about his chances that he was willing to give the machines enough time to regroup; all the easier for him to get his shot off. The young Ouji looked on the two robots with an expression of contempt.

/Subject 0133…<beep>…Sited…<beep>…Briefs, Trunks…Initiate Sample Collection…/

"Sample Collection?" Trunks thought. "What the hell?"

"Trunks look out!"

By the time that the amethyst haired teen heard Goku's warning it was already too late. The energy blast came out of nowhere and in an instant the boy's impact had created a rather large crater in the ground.

"TRUNKS!"

Goten sped off to rescue his fallen friend but was having a hard time fighting off the determined robots. They kept saying something about Subject 0134 and sample collection, or something. Unfortunately, his dad wasn't having much luck with the annoying buggers either.

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His baby blues were full of unshed tears. That had hurt way more than usual. Trunks had tried to get his body to move, but was having no such luck. He blinked and the tears fell. If only his father could see him now, crying like a baby. But it hurt. It hurt bad. His whole body was throbbing and he could barely feel his legs. He feared that his back was broken.

He coughed feebly as he attempted to breath, but only succeeding in inhaling dirt and blood. The coppery substance was dripping out of his mouth at a steady pace. He knew that it wouldn't be long now. He felt so cold, even with third degree burns decorating his back. But he didn't understand. He had been in this same situation many times before and come out alive. It took more than a nosedive in the earth to finish of a Saiyan, even a demi. What was so different now?

"Goten." He called weakly.

Why had he been so stupid? He should have been paying more attention. Now he was going to die here. So stupid! He had lost to some third rate robots that didn't even have a mind of their own. It wouldn't have been so bad if he had lost to androids. His dad had lost to androids before. They were tough, but robots… what a waste! All his bitter thoughts were brought to a halt suddenly, when the young demi felt a pain even worse than before.

/Subject 0133…<beep>…Acquired…<beep>…Briefs, Trunks… Sample Collection Initiated…/

"Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!"

He hadn't thought that he was still capable of such a scream; his throat hurt so badly. But he had and his tormented filled cry echoed throughout the vicinity. The pain was excruciating causing the young fighter to welcome the darkness that ultimately came.

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Kalika sprinted toward the evil blond haired bitch that called herself Nomi. She was the one that was responsible for this and she was the one that was going to pay.

Kalika had always been a freakishly fast fighter; her father had always told her so. Only with him could she test her true limits without being questioned or looked upon in distain. What's more, he never seemed shocked or afraid.

"He must have known. He must have known all along what I was. But why hadn't he told me?"

However, as fast as Kalika was, Nomi was faster. A punch aimed for her jaw…Nomi dodged it effortlessly. As well as roundhouse to her middle…dodged yet again. The black maned girl tried her best to land a blow… just one but came up empty every time. The swift girl swung her weapon but the ruthless killer knocked it harshly from her grasp. Propelling it end over end in the air before landing upright in the earth.

"Now the fight is fair." Nomi replied smiling cruelly.

Kalika was becoming frustrated and it was clouding her judgment. She hadn't even noticed to the bot sneaking up behind her. The maniacal machine launched an energy bolt straight at the distracted girl -- only to have it knocked away just in the nick of time by another blast from above.

Now it was Nomi's concentration that was broken, giving Kalika the chance she needed. The limber girl quickly landed a summersault kick right under the flaxen haired assassin's chin, send the woman flying backwards.

"Now who's not playing fair?" The grounded fighter heard a gravelly voice echo from above.

She looked up to find Vegeta staring down at her mockingly. She growled back in response. She promptly sprung back to her feet and wiped the blood from her pale pink lips.

"Well at least I know now that you can bleed." Kalika barked. "But believe me, that was only the beginning!"

The petite girl charged the taller one and the battle continued. Vegeta resumed his attack on the robots that plagued him and Gohan tired his best to hold his own on the ground below. But it had been so long since the demi had trained and even longer since he had been in battle. He was doing all he could from being hit himself, let alone land a blow. He powered up to Super Saiyan and promptly unleashed a more potent Ki blast.

Once again Kalika found herself in her blind rage, unable to gain the upper hand in the fight. The abnormally stronger elder girl struck her with a brutal kick sending the Saiyan girl through the burning remains of her parents' house.

"KALIKA!" Gohan screamed and attempted to go to his newfound friend's aid. Regrettably, he was hindered by the rather huge needle of one of his robotic enemies. The demi's mouth opened in a silent cry of agony and he fell limp in the machine's grip.

/Subject 0132…<beep>…Acquired…<beep>…Son, Gohan… Sample Collection Initiated…/

Kalika landed in what might have been the kitchen. She coughed raggedly on the thick smoke, unable to catch her breath. He skin started to tingle, then go numb from the intense heat. Her eyes burned from the smoke but she could still make out a darker part of the endless darkness moving closer. She reacted quickly and dodged another brutal kick. But unfortunately, Nomi had been prepared and blasted the younger girl with a Ki blast, sending her right through the kitchen wall and skidding into the backyard. The smaller female landed in heap next to another broken body.

Kalika turned wearily on her side and her overcast brown eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets. It was her mother…lying dead right in front of her. Her face twisted in anguish. Dark red painted her face and underneath, her sickly pale skin was covered in large gashes. Her chocolate brown eyes were frozen wide in fear.

"Ma…Makuahine. (1)" She gasped.

Before the Hawaiian girl could scream, she was wrenched up from the ground by her long hair. Nomi plunged a large needle into the side of Kalika's neck causing blood to spurt on her brown suit. The woman wrinkled her nose in distaste.

"Filthy Saiyan whore!" She griped as she threw Kalika back to the ground and pocketed the sample. "You are lucky that the good Doctor insisted that I not kill you…But, if you do happen to bleed to death…it is no one's fault but your own."

Kalika groaned softly and slipped into unconsciousness as her blood continued to seep into the ground.

The wicked woman stalked around to the front of the house and watched the chaos unfold with mild amusement. The young teacher was sprawled out face down on the ground. His once golden hair now reverted back to slate black. A puddle of bright red liquid had pooled out from underneath him. The robot that had taken his sample had already left for the lab to report to the doctor. The emotionless hired gun watched as the prince continued his futile efforts. His hair was still a blinding shade of yellow his now teal eyes were narrowed in concentration. A malicious smirk spread across her face.

"I guess I'll have to handle his highness myself." She muttered and took to the air.

The warrior prince felt the flickering Ki approach rapidly. He barely had enough time to get out of the way. The robots immediately dispersed, leaving Nomi and the Prince of all Saiyans face to face.

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One of the bots had finally acquired its prize. It currently had one of its greatly exaggerated needles buried to nearly the hilt in the young prince's back, seemingly sucking the life out of him. Goten watched briefly in horror before powering up to his limit, destroying any bot that was in 50 feet of him. He shot off in direction of his life long friend.

"TRUNKS!!!" The now blond haired teen's anguished cry rattled the remaining glass in the buildings.

Goku could only watch as his youngest son blasted forth in an effort to save his best friend. He was far too busy with his own troubles. The Earth bound Saiyan had taken the battle to the air in hopes of sparing the lives of the innocents below. After much debate the not so naive warrior had concluded that the machines had eyes only for him. And just maybe all of this destruction was just to weed he and his friends out. It would seem that Goku was a lot smarter than most people gave him credit for.

He had managed to annihilate at least ten of the bots on his own. But with every one that he destroyed it was becoming harder and harder to beat them. It was like they were learning his fighting style with every one of his small victories. They had begun to predict his every move and were compensating accordingly. He had been forced to go to Super Saiyan 2 just to keep up.

One of the bots landed a clean chop to the back of the Saiyan warrior and he fell about a hundred feet before he regained his composure.

"Who are you working for?!" the furious fighter shouted. "Who sent you? Why are you doing this?!"

Goku was at his wits end. Even when he'd fought the androids they had at least had the decency to tell him why they wanted him dead. Or did these guys want him dead? The machines attacks were powerful but not so much that they were deadly. And this thing about the samples…Was that all they wanted? What did they need samples for? Samples of what? Unfortunately, Goku just didn't have the time to consider this, the ruthless robots seemed dead set on collecting there precious samples.

/Subject 0129…<beep>…Sited…<beep>…Son, Goku…Initiate Sample Collection…/

"Fine!" Goku barked. "You don't want to talk! Then don't for all I care! But I can't let you continue to hurt these people!"

And with that the Ascended Super Saiyan commenced to charge up his most feared technique…

"KA…ME…HA…ME…"

However, Earth's sworn protector was interrupted from his delicate concentration by something quite large whizzing past him. His Kamehameha wave fizzled and evaporated and he turned around just in time to see a troop of robots explode in a mass of metal and fire. Goku's unruly hair instantly returned to its trademark Saiyan black.

"What the…" He said leaving his mouth gaping.

The Saiyan's keen eyes spotted three jets approaching rapidly. It was the cavalry. The Americans had finally sent help for their fellow citizens. The large object that had whizzed past his ear and left those bots a smoldering pile of debris on the ground had been a genuine U.S. Air Force missile.

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Down below Goten had succeeded in plowing through the endless sea of robotic nuisances and had reached his prize. He knelt down beside his friend. His golden hair immediately changing back to black. He gasped as the smell of blood, charred clothes and flesh assaulted his sensitive nose.

"Trunks?" he uttered softly. "Please. Are you okay?"

The lilac haired boy didn't respond. Goten felt for Trunks's Ki, it was still there, but incredibly weak. There was so much blood matting his friend's lavender tresses and even his beautiful tail was broke and ragged.

"Trunks." He said dejectedly. "You have to be okay."

A feral growl escaped Goten lips.

"Which one of you did this?!" He snarled as his hair changed back to Super Saiyan gold. "I'll tear you apart!"

His threat was answered by a robotic voice.

/Subject 0134…<beep>…Sited…<beep>…Son, Goten…Initiate Sample Collection…/

Up at the edge of Trunks's large crater was a robot. Goten crouched over his friend protectively, never taking his eyes off of the offending machine.

"I'm gonna make you sorry that your maker ever activated you!" He promised before launching at the bot with untamed fury.

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"GAH! HEY, GET OFF!"

One of the bots had caught the Saiyan warrior by surprise once he'd released his transformation. The machine had Goku's arms pinned behind him and just ahead he could see more of the Kami damned things approaching rapidly. But even then, Goku was still surprised by the sudden intrusion of the robots huge needle in his back.

"AAHHHHHHHH!"

He tried to power up but he couldn't. It was like his whole body seized up. It hurt like hell and there was nothing he could do to stop it. He briefly wondered how these things had gotten to be so fast. Tears of pain filled the subdued fighter's vision but he could see the jet coming. And then the missile was fired…

/Subject 0129…<beep>…Acquired…<beep>…Son, Goku… Sample Collection Complete…/

Then just as suddenly the robotic menace was gone. Goku fell silently to the earth. He never noticed the shrapnel the fell around him. In his pain filled haze, he had been unable to do anything to stop is descent.

"Gotcha!" He heard a gruff voice say and he felt himself slowing.

He finally noticed that he was resting in someone's arms. He tried to focus on the looming presence above him but all he saw was a blob of green.

"Piccolo?" the once mighty warrior tried, once he was sure that his descent had ended.

"Here…hurry up and swallow."

Goku felt some thing small and fleshy pressed against his swollen lips. He complied with his green savior and swallowed. Anything was better then this horrible pain.

"Piccolo?!"

The green fighter looked up to see Goku's youngest child barely standing on his own feet. His tattered clothing hanging off of his body. His coal black eyes wide with passing battle rage.

"Goten?" The Namekian said surprised that the boy was still upright.

"I need a senzu….NOW!"

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"So…are we just going to stare at each other or are we going to fight?"

Vegeta's gruff voice cut through the unnerving silence. The prince quickly checked around for the Ki's of his associates. The prince quickly checked around for the Ki's of his associates. Goku's was weak, as well as Trunks's, Gohan's and the girl's. And interestingly enough, Goten's was raging uncontrollably. And not far off, there was someone else …Piccolo.

"As you wish…your Highness." Nomi immediately shifted into a fighting stance.

The Saiyan prince made the first move, he charged Nomi and sent her back flying end over end. The woman's glasses were knocked from her face and her unnaturally green eyes shot wide with surprise.

"You're much faster than I thought, Vegeta." She said as an evil smirk appeared on her face. "I underestimated you. I might have to take this fight more seriously."

"You just might." The prince replied and flew at her with a flurry of kicks and punches.

At first, it seemed that the prince might have had the upper hand; that was until Nomi powered up.

"POWER BLITZ! (2)"

The following explosion of light and force sent the prince reeling backward, nearly blinded by the light. Nomi's eerie green aura flashed and crackled about her and her smirk grew into a wicked grin.

"Let's have some fun shall we?"

Vegeta responded by powering up to Super Saiyan 2. His already spiky golden hair had gotten even longer and thornier and the static electricity fueled by his might cracked and sizzled about him. He smirked at her with malice.

"Let's!"

The following flash of light was caused by Nomi blocking the prince's first attack. The subsequent bout happened so fast that even with keen Saiyan eyesight, one would be at a loss. Static electricity crackled around the two causing the atmosphere to shift; the power being dished out was outrageous. But as it was, the prince was winning. He landed a sharp kick to the woman's side sending her plowing into the ground. He followed through with a…

"GALLICK GUN!"

The prince's answer to Kakarot's Kamehameha wave sent Nomi even deeper into the earth. She crawled from her newly dug crevice and looked up at the proud prince, who was currently hovering a few feet above.

"Are you too tired to keep playing, my dear?" He asked.

"Never!" She screamed and charged the blond haired warrior.

Nomi's power was failing her and she was having a harder time blocking Vegeta's blows.

"Slowing up are we? I haven't even broken a sweat yet!" The Ouji barked.

"Shut up!" Nomi shrieked.

Vegeta dodged another powerful punch and blasted the blond with a Ki shot, which promptly landed her on her rear below. Nomi sighed and conceded her defeat.

"Bastard." She muttered and proceeded to tap her communicator; hence calling for aid.

"Is that it…All your big talk and that was it?!"

Vegeta was seriously disappointed. He had expected more from the snarling bitch onna from hell.

"Aww well, " He said to himself. "It looks like I've just gotten some new playmates. MAYBE THEY'LL BE MORE ENTERTAINING!!" He ensured that he screamed loud enough for Nomi to hear.

The prince speed off to meet the approaching robots. There were at least ten of the annoying bots but the prince had just the trick for them. Unfortunately, before he could begin his favorite technique he was taken by surprise by a well-aimed Ki blast from below and was promptly knocked silly. Down below, Nomi wiped the blood from her nose and looked upwards with a smile on her face.

"Ha, that'll teach you to underestimate me, Princy!" She screamed at him.

You see, Nomi's well-placed blast had served a much greater purpose than simply pissing Vegeta off; it had given one of the bots just enough time to surprise the angry Saiyan. This, of course, leading to a wail of pain from the prince.

/Subject 0130…<beep>…Acquired…<beep>…Prince Vegeta… Sample Collection Complete…/

Everything was fuzzy for a bit afterward, but the stubborn royal had managed to stay aloft, even maintaining Super Saiyan status. Vegeta attempted to check himself over. He focused now hazy teal eyes on his blooded hand.

"Fuck." He said bitterly.

His back was numbing and he felt cold wetness accumulating on his side. Down below, Nomi readied herself for her departure but not before she gave her robotic cohorts one last command…

The machines were now closing in on the injured Ouji.

/Subject 0130…<beep>… Prince Vegeta… Targeted…<beep>… Destroy…/

"Targeted? Destroy?" Vegeta's foggy mind replayed. "There is no way that the Prince of all Saiyans is going to lose to some third rate machines!"

Suddenly, despite his injuries, Vegeta powered up instantaneously. The amount of energy that the prince was creating was starting to short out the bot's targeting system. Vegeta gave a weakened smirk.

"Eat this," he growled.

"BIG…

BANG…

ATTACK!"

And everything within 100 feet was engulfed in a flash of brilliant light. (3)

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Clouded cerulean met inky black after what seemed like forever.

"Trunks!" Goten sighed in relief. "Thank Kami you're okay!"

The younger boy lifted up his friend in a powerful embrace.

"We were all so worried!" He cried, tears slipping down the side of his face.

Trunks was taken aback. He and Goten had been in fights plenty of times and had been near death almost as much. He had never seen his friend react this way.

"It's alright, Goten." Trunks said, trying to pry himself loose. "I'm okay! Really!"

"When you didn't take the senzu bean at first, I'd thought I'd lost you!" The younger boy continued crying. "I'm so glad you're okay!"

Trunks's face turned an embarrassed shade of red. "Go…ten!"

Piccolo watched the two teens with a look of slight confusion. After he had revived Goku, Goten showed up demanding a senzu bean for Trunks. Unfortunately at that time the U.S. Air Force had decided to target the Z fighters as well as the wayward robots so Goku had no choice but to IT everyone to safety. However after sensing Vegeta and Gohan's dwindling power levels he brought them here.

"Where's Kalika?" Was the first thing the school teacher asked after Piccolo had helped him up.

"What?" The green fighter asked. "No thanks Piccolo for saving my sorry hide yet again?"

The Namekian gave a large sigh when his sarcastic remark went unnoticed. He only turned to the direction of the ruined house and Gohan understood completely. He was relieved to feel that her Ki level was strong and stable.

"Thanks Piccolo." Gohan said, still staring in the direction where he knew the Saiyan girl was.

"Hn."

******

"Vegeta?"

Goku was worried about his friend; the prince hadn't said a word to him since he had been revived. He had already lost a lot of blood when Goku and the others had finally found him. The Saiyan prince was merely standing and staring off in the direction of the only adult female Saiyan left in existence. Goku's eyes took in the scene before him. It was just like the dream. Vegeta had that same strange weapon clutched in his hand. Green and gold, hollow in the middle. Nice and sharp looking...Weird etchings and everything. The prince was standing behind a young girl that was on her knees crying. A young girl with a tail. She was crouched over a body that was covered with what seemed to be Piccolo's white cape. The scene was unnervingly similar. The Saiyan on Ouji was even leaning in to touch the girl's shoulder.

A vivid flashback of the dream took Goku by surprise. The blinding light… the girl had attacked his prince.

"VE…"

But before Goku could even get the next syllable out, the girl turned around so fast and wrapped her arms around the prince's neck and then proceeded to sob into his chest.

"geta…" Goku finished quietly.

It was the strangest sight. Vegeta didn't even flinch or pull away. He simple dropped the weapon to the ground and embraced the crying girl lightly. And Goku couldn't believe what he was seeing.

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Author's Note:

Heww! Am I glad that's over! Fighting scenes are definitely not my forte. But you gotta love a Kamehameha wave (almost), a Gallick Gun and a Big Bang Attack all in one chapter, right? Now I get to go back to all the emotional deep stuff next chapter. Joy!

I've been working on my Goku. What do you think? Did I nail him or do I need a little more work? Yay! Look, Piccolo's in the story…aren't you excited. I am. I love Piccolo. I know he didn't say much, but he will. He just got here, you can't rush these things.

Plus, the reason why the guys never sensed Kalika's Ki before will be revealed next chapter…Promise.

(1). Makuahine: Apparently it means 'Mother' in Hawaiian. Oh, and remember A'olefrom The Prologue? Well apparently that means 'No' in Hawaiian.

(2). Power Blitz: I play a lot of DBZ Bodukai on the PS2. This is one of Android 17 and 18's moves in the game. I don't think it was ever on the show, though.

(3.) I was actually thinking of ending the chapter here but I decided that it wasn't necessary. It would have been a great cliffy though, huh?