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Second Life	By : AnonymityGranted Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1587 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 29
The Battle: Bardock’s Struggle
Tactics had always been Bardock’s saving grace against stronger opponents. Thinking through each move and getting the opposition to back themselves into a corner. That and being underestimated, Dodoria’s team had underestimated him. They had payed dearly for that mistake.
The Triad utilized a very simple strategy. Yorg, the strongest and stupidest of the bunched rushed forward with power blows that were too costly to block, Bardock had no choice but to evade him. He was followed by Darjin, who put those four arms to work filling the openings that Yorg left behind, leaving Bardock little choice but to evade Yorg’s blows at the cost of taking some of the ones from Darjin. Acrose had extracted himself from the fight to hover nearby and watch.
It was time to raise the stakes.
Bardock dropped from between the two aliens throwing a ki blast at each. They came at him, Darjin’s superior speed allowing him to reach Bardock a second before Yorg. It was all the time Bardock needed.
He gathered his ki in both his fists, “Double Heat Phalanx!,” he shouted as he uppercut Darjin and sent him flying. He wasn’t dead quite yet to Bardock’s disappointment but he was hurt badly. Yorg reached him the throwing a kick that just might have broken a few of Bardock’s ribs had he not been fast enough to dodge it.
Bardock shot off after the weaken Darjin, unwilling to let up on him, after all he looked enough like a Nemekian, he might heal like on as well. He found the weakened alien just as he was pulling himself out of the crater his body had made on impact with the ground. Bardock gathered his ki, intending to finish the green brute off but turned and fired wide as he sensed Acrose’s rush at him.
‘Damn, he’s fast,” thought Bardock as his shot missed. He stretched out his senses trying to find the red alien, but he was moving faster than Bardock was used to. Bardock could feel Yorg charging up a blast but he was sure he could dodge it with the space he’d put between them, Acrose was more important.
Surely he hadn’t only gotten involved to distract Bardock from Darjin?
“What’s the matter saiyan, in over your head?” taunted Acrose from above him. Acrose threw a ki beam down while the other two attacked from each side.
“Triple Beam Cannon!,” they shouted
Bardock dodged to an unprotected angle and shot off towards Yorg. Using his superior speed he managed to get a few good attacks in before Darjin rushed to the other’s aid. They tried to box Bardock in like they had at the beginning of the fight. He didn’t let them sync up he moved slightly to the left and Yorgs blow followed him, Bardock yanked his head from the fist’s path and let it crash into Darjin’s chest.
Darjin went flying a second time and he was just barely holding on to consciousness. Acrose rushed in now, his speed was still impressive but coupled with Yarg’s brute strength it was even more so.
Bardock tried to put distance between them, hopping to lose Yorg as he had before but Acrose wasn’t having it. He used his speed to block every attempt Bardock made to move away. He was taking too many hits, he could feel himself slowing down. He had to get out of this, he had to put some distance between himself and the two remaining members of the Triad.
He really needed to finish off Darjin before he had a chance to recover.
There was nothing else for it. Bardock saw the perfect strike coming from Yorg. He could dodge it and take a lesser hit from Acrose, as they no doubt expected him too, or he could let it hit. He let it hit, and the blue bruiser’s blow sent him speeding towards the ground. As he created crater in the dirt he used the precious few seconds to catch his breath.
In the distance he heard a howl, an enraged howl of a full grown Oozuru. ‘So, Turles transformed, that might help me or make me a bigger target,’ thought Bardock.
“Ha, not so confidant now, are you, Monkey? Freeza’s reign is over, the Triad will take his place and retake the entire Cold Empire,” boasted Yorg from above.
If he were Kakarot he’d be having some thought about saving innocent people from these three. That would fuel him to a second wind, but he wasn’t Kakarot. He didn’t really care about the innocent and the weak. His people were dead, his friends were dead, he came back to life to be a better father and he had already failed both his sons in this new life.
‘So, you will give up,” said his mysterious voice in his head
‘No, I’m a saiyan. I don’t give up,’ he thought at it viciously
‘Look into the full moon then, is that not the crutch your people usually rely on?’ mocked the voice
He could do that. He could after all control himself to a degree. It would increase his strength, but it was somehow not what he felt was the right path.
‘It does not matter if you fail here Bardock. Perhaps the Triad will grow in strength and eventually look to Earth which will fall to their armies without Kakarot, but you don’t care about the weak,’ said the voice. Somehow Bardock knew it spoke from more than hypothetical.
‘Shut up,’ he thought at the voice
‘Why do you seek power Bardock? What purpose will it serve you?’ needled the voice
‘Because…,’ thought Bardock but he was unable to finish. Lying there in a crater, about to meet his demise for the second time, he really could not answer that.
“I think he’s dead,” he heard Yorg shout. He sounded close.
Why was he fighting? He enjoyed a fight, as any saiyan did but why had he sought out this fight. If he’d wanted an impossible fight he could have helped against Cell and maybe have kept his younger son alive. He could have helped against Broly and prevented him from hurting his eldest, but he hadn’t, he’d bowed out of those fights because he was too weak. He was a coward, a spineless one. He came back to be a better father, to protect his sons the way he hadn’t when they were younger. He had to get stronger to do that. He had to get stronger to even have a chance.
He could feel his strength returning to him. It was a trickle at first but then a flood.
‘Heat Phalanx,’ he thought as he thrust his ki enhanced fist upwards and straight through Yorg’s gut. The Triad had just become a duo.
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