Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Prelude ❯ Revenge ( Chapter 2 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

There they stayed for the rest of the day until nightfall. Martek unveiled the events of that day and the extent of his ascending abilities. When the sun had passed the horizon, Ashila and Kajin decided to go back to campus, since neither of them were the recently resurrected dead, nor the Legend. Lexan and Martek moved to the eastern slope and watched the stars. Martek held Lexan close in his arms, as if to say he was never going to let go, like he was never going to let her die ever again.
"Martek." Lexan said with a question soon to follow.
"Hmm?" Martek responded.
"What was it like standing in the presence of the Uber Oozaru?"
"It was strange, sort of. I felt an omnipotent power surging toward me from the Uber Oozaru, and yet, I couldn't put a power level on him. Did you know that where we sit right now is the place of his birth?"
"I had heard rumors of it, but I never thought them to be true. Is it?
"Indeed, the planet's spiritual force made him. He started out a Saiya-Jin like any other. He continuously got stronger and stronger, eventually, the moon came about and he turned into an Oozaru."
"When was the last time the moon came?"
"Well... Before we were born."
"Yeah... Was it that long?"
"I'm pretty sure, maybe seventeen, eighteen years ago."
"When will the next one come?"
"We've got a good twenty some years till it comes 'round again."
"Hmmmm..." Lexan cuddled closer to Martek as a cool breeze swept by.
"It's getting cooler, maybe you should go... No, never mind."
"What, go where?
"Nowhere where I'm not. I was able to ignore my feelings for you for a time, because I was afraid of them. Love was something very new to me, I didn't know how to react, or how to act on it. I had to figure it out for myself what it was, and by that time, it was too late. Now that I know, I'm never going to let myself go unexpressed, my loved one may end up dead... again. I will never let you go, ever again."
With that said, Lexan looked deep into Martek's eyes, and likewise, Martek looked into Lexan's. It was as if they were looking into the very soul of the other. They then connected for a long anticipated kiss, and afterwards, they lied down. Lexan cuddled into Martek's wide chest, and nuzzled against his fur-like hair. Martek held her against his chest and they both closed their eyes.


Lexan woke suddenly from her tranquil sleep. The sun poured unforgivably into her soft eyes. Judging from the position of the sun against the eastern hillside, it was around eight o'clock in the morning. She felt a warm breeze caress her and fill her with life once again. With the breeze came a paper. It hit her softly and she picked it up. It was written by Martek. It read, "Do NOT come to Pugnaturus. Please, I beg you. Trust me."
"That's odd, why would Martek not want me to go to Pugnaturus?" She thought to herself. She shrugged it off and decided to wash up at the river.
The river was filled with the warmth of the morning. She stripped down naked and dove into the river. She opened her eyes and saw herself in an underwater paradise. The coral was glowing a gold color against the reflection of the sun. The exotic fish swam about her, as if to figure out what she was and what she was doing there. She then reach the bottom and thrust herself upward, whipping her hair as she broke the surface. She swept some of her hair from her face and began to pour water onto her skin. Suddenly, a dark feeling overtook her. Her feelings turned to Pugnaturus.
"Martek, what are you doing?"


Martek strolled onto campus as most Saiya-Jin were moving to their first class. As he began to moved toward the shuffling mob, many took notice of him, and those who did tugged at the uniforms of those that did not, and so his arrival quickly spread like a wildfire across the entire campus. Many Saiya-Jins waiting for the instructors ran out of the class room to see this 'white-haired SSJ3' as did many of the instructors when they heard of it. As Martek walked into the mob, the Saiya-Jins immediately gave him way. Then he spoke, "I am Martek." Gasps filled the crowd and mummurs started soon after, "Silence!" A hush fell on everyone, "Do as I say, and no one will die. Ashila, Kajin, Instructor Morex and Instructor Zemi, please come before me." Morex, hearing the decree, flew from his window to Martek's side. Instructor Zemi made his way through the crowd. Instructor Zemi was a short, quiet Saiya-Jin. He was a rare one of the Saiya-Jin race and took to pacifism. All his life, he had studied the ancient texts and had become one of the most renowned philosophers of the day and age. Kajin came to Martek with news of Ashila, "She has not awakened as of yet Martek." She said.
"Well then go wake her, and make haste!"
"Yes, Martek."
A few minuted passed and Kajin flew over the crowd with Ashila by her side.
"Now then, Ashila, Kajin, Morex, and Zemi, touch me." He commanded. They did so and instantly, Martek transported them to the Troscan Valley, where he immediately reappeared at Pugnaturus.
"Now that I've ensured the saftey of those few who treated me with the respect that a Saiya-Jin derseves, I will call these Saiya-Jins forth. Shotius and his friends. His friends came forth but Shotius did not.
"If you're the Legend, why don't you come find me?"
"Fool... Raise your hand if Shotius is near you."
A radius of hands flew up in an instant, all circling Shotius.
"Throw him forward!" He decreed.
The mob did as instructed.


"Shotius, not that it matters anymore, but, when ever surrounded by a murderous mob wanting to kill you, never announce that you are superior."
Shotius scowled as Martek called out two more names, "Aronus, and Tyria, come forward!"
Two Saiya-Jin stepped before him, a guy and a girl. Aronus was of the smaller Saiya-Jin but was always underestimated. He stood about five feet five inches tall and was solidly built. He had the ability to level any Saiya-Jin in his year, besides Martek of course. In the past, he had challenged Martek, but because Martek did not see him as a worthy opponent, he declined. He had sustained significant torment from this. Tyria was a female Saiya-Jin of whose eye had caught Martek. Over the years she had known him, from a distance, she had grown rather fond of him. She had often made passes at Martek but was always denied existence from him. Martek would always walk away, unless of course it was Lexan. She grew terribly jealous of Lexan and spread false rumors regarding her parents' nobility. Martek fell victim to 'guilty by association' and was ridiculed relentlessly for it. Martek had known it was she who had started the rumors, and now was the time of vengeance. With Shotius and his friends, whom all had participated in taunting Martek, Aronus and Tyria, that made ten. "Perfect." Martek thought.
Martek then flew into the air hovering fifty feet above the crowd and said in a booming voice, "Besides the people I have called forth, I command that you all leave now!"
The Saiya-Jins simply looked to one another confused.
"Go, now!" Martek roared.
That appeared to get the message across as all began to leave with haste. A great exodus began as they flocked out of Pugnaturus in one chaotic movement. The aftermath was eleven Saiya-Jin standing in the middle of the prestigous school's campus.
"I have kept you here for one reason," Martek declared, "You all at one point or another have caused me great pain, and today is the day I pay back my personal vendettas to those who have attacked me. You all, no doubt, have created the assumption that I am the Legend. Though this concept maybe hard for you to grasp, Shotius, I assure you it is true. The Uber Oozaru has granted me the lives of ten Saiya-Jin without penalty, and you are those ten. You all will die, some in different ways then others, but all will die a worthy Saiya-Jin death, in the heat of battle. If some of you do not wish to fight me, you may kill yourselves now." Martek paused a moment. Suddenly an energy blast went off in Shotius' group. A headless Saiya-Jin fell to the ground as everyone looked horrified at the corpse.
Martek gave a smirk, "Anyone else?"
"Though I should kill myself now in fear of a boring battle with you, Martek, I will defeat you and prove that you're nothin' but a SSJ3 with white hair dye." Shotius said with arrogance.
"You can detect power levels, correct, Shotius?" Martek asked.
"Of course, fool, every Saiya-Jin can." Shotius responded.
"What's mine?"
"Uhhh... I can't quite put a number on it, maybe it's because it's so low." Shotius said with a laugh after it.
"Ignorant bastard! I have had enough of your arrogance! You and me, right here, right now, lets go!"
"What?"
"You heard my you pile of flesh! Fight me!"
"You asked for it." Shotius responded nonchalantly.
Shotius powered up to a middle level SSJ2 and went on an offensive strike. Either it was because his head was so big or his training was weak, but Martek had seen molasses move faster than Shotius as he landed a punch in the center of Martek's sternum. Shotius expected to have Martek fly backwards, curling up in pain, but only heard Martek's laugh.
"Thank you Shotius, that tickled. how about another one." Martek said with a casual smile.
"Tickled, eh? I will show you a world of pain only people in hell know of!"
"Bring it on!"
Shotius went on an all out assualt on Martek. He struck Martek with all the ferocity of a Saiya-Jin in the firestorm of war. After Shotius had landed several blows all over the body of Martek, he was exhuasted from the attack. Shotius went on one knee trying to regain his breath.
"Do you think that pathetic attack even phased me?" Martek asked, "You are not worthy of a Saiya-Jin's death. You're not a Saiya-Jin, you're merely livestock in Saiya-Jin clothing. You never were worthy of the title 'Saiya-Jin.' Saiya-Jin is a name that the entire galaxy fears. Even the mention of the name causes our foes to run and hide in cowardice. You are no Saiya-Jin, Shotius. You never have been and you never will be. I must put an end to you to destroy the disgrace of the Saiya-Jin people. You are the dishonorable, the vile, the abominable, the epitome of all things shameful among the Saiya-Jins. You bring embarrassment to your family's noble name, and your ancestors disown you, not to be associated with a failure! You must die!"


After sensing Saiya-Jin near by, Lexan dried off, and slipped her clothes back on. She flew up to the middle of the eastern hillside to see Morex, Zemi, Ashila, and Kajin.
"Hey guys, whats up?" She said very friendly.
"Lexan? But, you're dead!" Morex declared.
"Oh, you must not have been told. Martek requested to the Uber Oozaru that my life be granted back, and he did. So... Here I am." She said with a smile.
"I see."
"I know you're not the most religious of Saiya-Jin, Morex," Zemi said, "But you can't deny it now. Martek is the Legend, Lexan was raised from the dead, all at the hand of the Uber Oozaru. Surely you must believe now."
"Zemi, you know I don't ever like to admit that I'm wrong, and we have been having this argument for a long time now, but... You win. I admit, with all that has been happening lately, he has to exist."
"So, how did you all get here?" Lexan pipped in.
"Martek used some technique that transported us here in an instant." Kajin responded.
"Does anyone know what he's doing at Pugnaturus?" Lexan asked.
They all shook their heads 'no'. Lexan looked up to the sky, a dark feeling filled her yet again as she saw dark clouds to the north.
"Martek, what could you be doing?"


"Hand of Death!"
A ball of energy penetrated one of Shotius' friends as he looked on horrified to see that his friend had exploded.
"You Shotius will suffer the same fate!"
"Martek! Mercy!"
"You're too late Shotius! You had your chance years ago, and you blew it! Now I will have my vengeance!"
Martek flew at Shotius in a hideous ire. He seized his neck and thrust in into the ground, breaking Shotius about two feet into the crust. Martek took hold of his arm and tore it off. Crimson Saiya-Jin blood oozed out of the severe wound as Shotius howled in pain. Martek began to beat him with his own arm. It was not long before Martek was covered in the blood of his rival. Disgusted, he cursed Shotius for his cowardice and arrogance.
"I have let you live long enough Shotius, now is your end!"
Martek clutched his head and disconnected it from the body, thrusted it skyward as lightning assailled the skull with such great a strength that the head exploded while still within Martek's hand. Still, from the neck down lay Shotius' body under the heavy hand of Martek. With a violent cry of anger, Martek fired a blast of energy into the broken body of the former Shotius, overwhelming it within a blaze and incinertating it completely. The rest looked on in horror as they all realized that they were next. More of Shotius' friends attempted to escape.
"Fools! No!" Tyria yelled, but it was too late. Martek turned and saw the stupidity of the Saiya-Jin and focused on the trio that was leaving. All three suddenly stopped in
mid-air. They all looked to one another trying to figure out why they were not moving any more. Suddenly, the hulk of Martek appeared in front of them.
"Brainless Saiya-Jin scum. I would have at least let you die a worthy death, but since you tried to escape, you will suffer a demise that no Saiya-Jin should ever go through."
Martek suddenly transported them into the core of the planet. The Saiya-Jins felt the full extent of pain before dying seconds later.
Martek turned around to face the last four Saiya-Jin and gave them a look that said, 'Just try it.' Aronus and Tyria both grimaced as Martek flew back down to the last of his kills.
"You two," He said pointing at the last of Shotius' cronies, "Fight me."
They looked at each other with a worried look. One extented his hand to the other, they shook hands as if to say, 'Nice knowing you' and flew towards Martek with all the courage they could muster but were immediately obliterated as an incoming flare of raw power engulfed them within its flame.
"Now for you two." Martek said as he turned to face Aronus and Tyria, "Any last words?"
"Yes, Martek." Aronus said, "Though I know its late, I'm deeply sorry for what I did. it was un becoming of a true Saiya-Jin. I now know why you declined my challenges, and I thank you for it. You just didn't want to embarrass me, and I should have realized that before dissin' you like that. I know I will die, nothing can change that now, but I hope that maybe the Uber Oozaru will grant me mercy to travel to the Kai's planet to train for millenia's, then maybe I can be as strong as you." He said with a smirk, but then continued, "When the time comes, please, give me a swift death, but only until I have clearly lost. I guarantee you that I will go down fighting. But please, give me a death worthy of a true Saiya-Jin, is all I ask."
"You are indeed right. If you had apologized months before, you would not be standing here right now, but I will respect your request and give you a Saiya-Jin's death."
They both nodded to each other and moved into their fighting positions. Suddenly
Aronus attacked Martek with myriads of punches and kicks, all of which connected successfully with Martek. Ten minutes later, Aronus was completely drained of all his strength. His muscles ached, his breathes became longer and heavier, all the while, Martek stood there watching him.
"Are you done yet?" Martek asked.
Aronus gave a slight laugh, "Well, it wouldn't really matter if I wasn't. You've clearly surpassed the strength of any Saiya-Jin that has lived before you. Now take my life, and remember, quick, a soldier's death."
Martek nodded and traipsed over to Aronus. He charged a small energy ball, the size of a marble, he reached out to Aronus and inserted the ball into his temple. Aronus suddenly dropped to the ground, dead. Martek turned to face Tyria and said, "It's your turn daughter of hell!"
"Martek, please don't."
"Shut your mouth, whore!"
Tyria was speechless.
"Do you realize how many hearts you've crushed while at this school? You alone have slept with three other boys while in a single relationship. You are responsible for Lexan's parents losing their nobility, the only reason why Pugnaturus kept Lexan was because of her high power level. You are the cause of much pain on this campus, Tyria. And now, I must go against my word, you will not die a Saiya-Jin's death, you are not worthy. Instead of the heat of battle, you will die internally."
Tyria cocked her head, confused by this.
Martek smirked at her ignorance, "Everybody in the galaxy knows that a
Saiya-Jin's immune system is harder to penetrate than their own skin but,... there is a bacteria that can kill a Sayia-Jin in days time with no known cure. I'm guessing you've heard of the Nameks before."
Tyria nodded her head yes.
The Nameks were a nomadic, peaceful people. Their bodies were mostly green with colored forearms, biceps and abdomen. They also have two anntennae, like insects almost. Some of their people grew to be some of the fiercest warriors known, but most chose the life of a farmer and pacificism. Their bodies were able to regenerate lost limbs rather quickly, which made them excellent soldiers.
"Within a Namek's body," Martek continued, "There is a bacterial strain, quite common within Namek's, that dwells in a symbiotic relationship with the host. Though harmless to a Namek, in Saiya-Jins, the same bacteria is devastating. Since the bodies of all Saiya-Jin are not used to having this strain within their bodies, the immune system does not know how to react. It spreads like a cancer in our systems and kills us."
Tyria was traumatized by the new found knowledge.
"I bet you can guess how you're going to die now." Martek said tauntingly.
"No... That's impossible! You can't possibly infect me! Can you?"
"Of course I can, whore! I am of the Almighty of the Almighty in the universe, I can do whatever I damn well please!"
Tyria gasped in horror. Martek looked pleased at her fear and opened his palm toward her. She coward as a dark light illuminated Martek's hand. Suddenly a small dart burst from his hand and pierced Tyria's skin. She immediately felt the urge to disgorge her intestines and started to cough violently.
"Excellent! The virus has taken affect faster than I anticipated."
"Did you anticipate me doing... this!" Tyria ran to Martek in hopes to give him the disease as well. But before she could get close to him, she was propelled backward by a blast of energy. Her skin started to give way to mysterious bumps. Again her stomach churned, this time spewing forth the days breakfast and blood from her internal organs. By this point, death would take place in a matter of minutes. The bacteria was more lethal than Martek had imagined and Tyria continues to cough, as if to expel her own lungs. Not long after that, her flesh began to peel, exposing her muscles, are spilling forth the crimson blood of a Saiya-Jin. Tyria watched helplessly as skin dripped off her bones, oozing to the ground in a pitch black state, as black as the death that was about to envelope her. She had forgotten what she had done to deserve this and began to focus on merely staying alive. She fell to her hands and knees violently screaming curses at Martek, but he merely laughed at her attempts to insult him, like the Shotius that had done so before. It just annoyed him further and gave more of a necesity of death in Marteks head. If only there was some way to accelerate the expansion to the virus within Tyria's body. Martek grew impatient and wanted to finish her off, but realized that would give her a death resembling that of a Saiya-Jin. Tyria wailed in agony as her intestines were luquified and seeped out of her body. At this point, she was a walking corpse. All of her skin had fallen to the ground in a syrup, and her bones and muscles were clearly visible all over her body. She finally began to realize that her will to live was only prolonging her death. With all the strength left in her decrepit body, she pointed her hand toward her undead face and charged he final attack, against herself. A sphere of energy grew in front of her as Martek watched on, he grew tired of watching her suffer and wanted to complete what he came here to do. With her might exhausted and her will diminshed, Tyria fired her blast, incerating her own head.
Martek smiled, glad it was finally over. The Uber Oozaru spoke into his mind saying, "Martek, you have now killed your ten. If you kill anymore in bloodlust, I will have no choice but to extinguish your life. I give you permission to destroy the campus as I had told you before, I am sure you have many unpleasant memories here."
"Yes, I do. Thank you Uber Oozaru. What should I do when I'm done?"
"You may do as you wish now, if I ever need you, you will be summoned. My suggestion to you would be to go to the Troscan Valley after you finish with the school. Your friends are waiting with many questiond there."
Martek nodded and flew into the air. He thrusts his arms above him and charged energy throughout his body, he was going to take out Pugnaturus in one swift blow and to make it as if it was an alien assualt of some kind. Two spheres of seemingly benign energy grew from his hands. Within moments, they were six feet in diameter and swelling each second he charged them. He then drove his hands downward, facing the prestigious school. The orbs seemed to be electrified and Martek gave them a final burst of energy.
"Final Shine!" He cried. At that moment, two gargantuan beams of pure energy pulsed from Martek's hands and surged toward the school to seek its destruction. It penetrated the ground it collided with, destroying the campus in merely seconds. He, however, wanted to make sure it could never be rebuilt. He continued his assualt upon the ground, piercing the land further, and driving the beam deeper into the ground. Soon, the blast was within miles of the planets core, Martek then decided that he had completed what he had set out to do.