Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction / Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Saiyan Foster Father ❯ Destroy all Saiyans ( Chapter 10 )

Chapter 8  

Before Radditzu could move, flashes of bluish white ki rained on them from above. Radditzu clutched her close, and she saw everything slow down in relation to them while he moved far faster in reference beyond the range of their attackers. Out of the corner of her eyes she saw two destroyers burst into flame from a blast following the words, "Volcanic plume!"

"Draining web!" shrilled a familiar voice. Tendrils of long sticky chikara snaked out, surrounding another Destroyer, while solidifying into webbing. He turned into a slingshot whirled rapidly around the head of Black Widow, ten feet away. Nearby, Jeannie gestured with a swing of her arms, generating a scarlet battleaxe in her grip. With wide swipes she hacked into destroyers coming at her from both sides.

Radditzu punched and slammed two Destroyers materializing before them. They screamed at the sickening crack of his impacts. Another kick sent them spinning one after the other towards the ground. Upon impact their shoulder cannons exploded, sending debris rising into tall plumes from the fields below. Glancing around behind him, she saw the bald headed Saiyan whiz into view, grabbing two destroyers that zoomed nearby. He cracked their skulls together, then broke their necks, grinning fiendishly.

A blast slammed into his black armored back. Nappa turned, unfazed, and threw back his hand. A sizzling bolt spiraled in a deadly blue corkscrew, detonating the sharp shooter and vaporizing him to atoms. He charged headlong at a cluster to his left, smashing them with one punch, and sending his fist right through the armored chest of another. Blood spattered his black breastplate. He tugged the body off his hand, hurling it into the third's beam.

"What do these weaklings think they're doing?" Radditzu said, moving well out of the fray. He appeared to be concentrating fully on something, surprise wreathing his face.

"What's wrong… why are you spacing out?" she asked him.

"Quiet female… our talk will have to wait," Radditzu shushed her.

From above, a lone figure surveyed the battle, arms folded across his chest. Radditzu levitated up and faced him, astonishment on his features. "My prince…you're alive?"

"Bejita, what the heck too you so bloody long!" Atomique yelled up at him.

"Well, well well, I see you got into trouble, just like I thought, you baka female," he taunted, glancing at her in Radditzu's arms.

"But they said…" Radditzu stammered. "I just now heard your voice in my mind… how… when… why?"

"I was delayed, no thanks to these losers. What the HELL are you two idiots doing working for them?" Bejita cursed at him.

"They said you were captured by the natives of this world. This female says she knows where Kakkarot is…"

"Of course, you imbecile! He's alive as I am, unfortunately!"

"But… Sire…"

"But nothing! I'll explain everything after these clowns are obliterated! Shut up and protect the female. I'm going to see if it's worth even chiming in here…" he mumbled, zipping out of view.

"This is too easy!" Nappa yelled to the two females fighting around him.

In seconds almost twelve destroyers were flying about, being tossed to the fields below. Splatters of blood rained down from the wholesale battle raging around them. More Destroyers seemed to materialize out of nowhere. Leader screamed with rage, barking commands left and right.

Jeannie's axe whizzed, while Christine zipped back and forth, draining energy and directing beams of ki. Nappa simply punched and smashed with strength that seemed far in excess of anything she'd seen. He was good at what he did, killing another squad of six with contemptuous ease.

"Holy shit," mumbled Atomique. Close to a whole army of Destroyers was pouring out of a huge spiral rip. All around them the air was thick with battle, screams and shouts of the Destroyers opening full blast on the three warriors.

"They really are gluttons for punishment," Radditzu commented, still remaining well out side the sphere of combat.

"Aren't you going to do something?"

"I am. Now shut up and let me protect you. The Prince commands and I obey…"

"No shit," she mumbled, wildly watching the fast movements of the Saiyan No Ouji darting about. He seemed everywhere at once, punching and slamming with blasts here and there. Laughing he spun full force like a buzz-saw, before hurtling a few destructo discs towards Third, and Fourth rapidly pelting the area with huge blasts of their laser cannons.

"Kill them! Kill them all! Take no prisoners!" Leader screamed. Jeannie suddenly pushed through the fray, throwing herself on the tall figure gleaming with metallic chainmail. Blows were exchanged, and energies surged between both females.

"I'm not the weakling you faced, bitch! I've got real power and I'm not afraid to USE it!" Jeannie yelled.

Both of them crashed together like two forces of nature. Leader slammed into Jeannie's punch with her laser rifle used like a club. Swinging at close quarters, they exchanged blow for blow. The sounds of bone hitting bone were drowned out by the blue white rapid-fire blasts of Bejita tossing kiko ha beams around. Close to another hundred destroyers had come out of nowhere, adding to the chaos around them. How many had perished, wondered Atomique, glancing through the smoke and fire.

Within minutes the smoke cleared, and there came a loud scream of rage. Jeannie yelled and cursed; throwing blasts towards a gaping hole that suddenly spiraled shut. On the ground, Nappa held two destroyers in either hand, waiting to crush their skulls together. Christine dropped the body of the destroyer who she'd just drained dry of its chikara. Bejita lowered his white-gloved hands, and drifted up towards Nappa.

"Don't kill them. I have a few questions…"

"As you wish sire," he said, throwing one of them down at the Prince's feet. She saw that it was Third, dripping from multiple wounds.

"So, you miserable cowards thought you could use my own warriors against me. How pitiful…" he said quietly.

"We only wanted what was ours…" gasped third, coughing up blood.

"Unless you want another entire army dead, I suggest you stay the hell off my planet!" Vegeta snarled at him.

"You imbecilic monkeys are little more than savages. You can't protect the humans forever. One way or another we'll get the talisman and if we have to kill you to do it…"

"I'd like to see you try," Bejita said coldly. "Now, do you have any last words that might prevent me from incinerating your sorry ass?"

"Burn in hell, you stupid ape, and all the hairless primates on this forsaken mirror dimension. You're stuck forever!" Third crowed, reaching down for a device on his belt. Bejita's hand flashed quickly, and third dropped with a dull thud to the ground.

"Really? I've heard a thousand or more such speeches and that was by far the most pathetic, don't you think?" he said, glancing at his warriors.

"Holy shit, we… really cleaned house…"

"Just like old times," said Nappa.

"Leader got away," said Jeannie, with thinly veiled rage.

"So? I'm sure that you'll get your chance for vengeance soon. Stop bellyaching and tell me what the fuck's going on?" Bejita barked at her.

"Sire…" Nappa said. "What if Freeza…"

"Freiza's dead in this dimension you stupid dolt. I suggest you two are better off staying here with me. On this planet we're free to do as we wish," Bejita said.

"Really?" asked Radditzu.

"Really," nodded Bejita. "Now, let's go back to my home and celebrate. There is much that you two don't know about this world…"

"You're… happy on this little mud ball? With all due respect, sire…" said Radditzu.

"Let's get out of here before the Z losers make things more difficult," Bejita said. "Now! Move it!"  

Quickly they all threw themselves into the sky rocketing off far before the distant traces of Piccolo, Goku, and the others zipped into view. On the edge of the forest they gathered, lining up in their various stances to engage the enemy. Unfortunately the dust clearing showed the battle had already been fought. What they perceived as successful ki masking by the enemy was really a lack of life force. All the kis had been snuffed out.

A half dozen gasping faces stared at several retreating glimmers of flickering light rising over the horizon. All Piccolo could do as he stood there gaping was shake his head. For a mile the blood of almost a hundred or so bodies littered the fields, broken and twisted like discarded toys.

"Oh man, we missed the fight… WHOA!" Krillen gasped, zipping into view.

"Where's your better half?" Yamucha asked.

"I guess we didn’t need 18 after all. But what the HECK did this…" Krillen mumbled.

"We should be glad they're gone," said Yamucha with an annoyed grunt. "They've killed dozens of people… who knows what they would have done…"

"But all this… death… it's too damn familiar," Gohan whispered, shaking his head sadly.

"Cute, really cute…" Krillen inhaled deeply.

"Its… it's…" gasped Gohan, blinking. Videl's eyes widened in horror to see the mangled mess.

"Those… are destroyers… but they're all dead… what could have…" she trailed off.

"That's what I'd like to know," Piccolo gritted, striding out with the other Z fighters fanning out behind him. Everywhere they turned they collided with patches of blood soaked ground, or bits of armor and machinery crumpled to dust. Bodies of the destroyers were piled in clumps of five, as if someone had kept a running tally.

"I'm glad your dad wasn't here to see this… unless…" Videl started. She shut up when Gohan shook his head violently no.

"It looks like the dead zone," he mumbled. "Dad wouldn't do this… and the only person I can think of is Bejita. But he couldn't do THIS much in so short a time…"

"Bejita doesn't pile bodies in neat groups of five," Piccolo grunted. "This looks like something ELSE…"

He leaned down and picked up a small smashed device. Tossing it to Gohan, he grunted, "What do you make of this?"

"It looks like a Dragon Radar," said Gohan. "But the technology is just like the one that made these…"

Here he pointed to the smashed belts and cannons that Yamucha and Krillen were collection, under Piccolo's gestures. Whatever they could find that was technologically related, they figured would be of use to Buruma. Yet most of it was a lost cause. Quietly the Z fighters gathered up the bodies and made makeshift pyres to dispose of the dead. Although they were enemies, they needed some sort of burial. Finally it was Videl who suggested they pile them into the large crater in the middle of the field.

"It's ironic," said Gohan quietly. "You know where this is?"

"What?" she asked, wiping her forehead while the other Z fighters carried the piles of bodies and tossed them down into the crater.

"This is where I first learned about my powers… you see that big crescent shape in the mountain…"

"Yeah… that's… not natural… isn't that where Piccolo first…"

"Fired a special beam cannon," Piccolo grunted, looming over them. "Yes. This is where it first happened…"

"Where my dad died fighting Radditzu," said Gohan, fists knotting with anger at the memory.