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don't own them! I only own Atomique, Fermi, and Bohr, and the Destroyers. The
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Summary: Napa and Raditz from a
parallel universe collect payment from some clients, called the Destroyers. The
catch is they have to catch her themselves from Chikyuu. Raditz takes her as
his own cut of the payment. In this AU they work under the pay of Turles. AU Another Raditz/OC get together
by Trynia Merin aka Polymer aka StarbearerTM
Modified and
written 01/22/06
RatedR for language and adult content.
Important
Notes: This is a simplified one shot with the same starting idea as Saiyan
Foster father, but it's a What if of that story! In
other words it takes a BIG twist! The start of this story is the same
relatively as the chapter where Napa and Raditz appear in Saiyan Foster Father,
yet after the part where Atomique is first captured and the Destroyers try to
take her from Raditz, Vegeta doesn't come to the rescue, and Raditz must fight
alone with his new 'captive'.
With
no way to return home except for Bulma's inventions, the Carbon Alchemist had
settled into a life with her two sons at Capsule. Son Goku trained her twin
boys in martial arts, helping them hone their skills to be great warriors so
they could fight at her side when she eventually returned to her own 'Alchemy'
world. During the day she worked as a scientist for Capsule inventing new
plastics. Instead of using ki to create energy blasts she used it to form almost
any plastic or polymer known to 'modern' science.
Beneath her
the farmlands rolled and stretched in irregular patterns for miles. Farmers
drove their tractors while life went about its usual course. Although many
horrid things had marred the landscape, life had returned to the once scarred
valley. Atomique pushed herself to the limit streaking forwards in her flight.
Every day she could move further and faster, yet not sufficiently enough to
match the other Z fighters. A refugee from a world where alchemy was the main
science, she had unwittingly ended up in what she called the Dragon Ball
universe by a stray blast from the Temporal Alchemist, Sidereon.
Up ahead, tall
misty mountains gave way to more rocky ones. White snowcapped peaks jutted up
into the blue sky, looming ever closer in the distance. Paozu's features gave
way to the irregular rice patties, then more conventional squares of gold and
brown. Already she had flown close to one hundred miles, saturating her
clothing with sweat. One large peak ahead stunned her when she saw a jagged
crescent moon shape carved inside its top. A realization dawned that no natural
phenomenon could cause this.
She ground to
a halt, hovering several thousand feet over the field. Slowly she drifted to a
landing next to what appeared to be a huge meteor crater. Long since filled in
with grass, its bowl shape dented the whole field for miles around. Tentatively
she touched down on the rim, glancing left and right with curiosity. As a
scientist she always enjoyed investigating unusual features, even if they
weren't chemistry related. One of her second loves was astronomy.
"What
caused this? I can't help but wonder if it was one of the Z soldiers, or some
sort of energy weapon," she wondered. Reaching down she felt the silver pocket
watch around the waist of her patched Military uniform. While she knew it was
somewhat risky, she preferred it when working out for any great length of time
because it was ideal for fighting in many situations.
Within the
crater materialized a large metallic sphere. Oddly enough nothing seemed to
inhabit it. Another strange object suddenly appeared out of nowhere, resembling
the first stuck in the bottom of the huge depression. Time and space seemed to
shift and blur momentarily. Then she took in the appearance of the second craft
that had appeared.
"It's
like a metallic baseball," she told herself. Atomique resisted the urge to
slide down into the crater and investigate. After all there was one sitting
just to the right of the crater's rim. Steam wafted off the curved metallic
surface. Carefully she trudged over towards the one nestled among the rocks but
stopped when she felt the radiant heat within ten feet in proximity.
She approached
the steaming craft, forming a sheet of Teflon on her hand. An insane urge to
hide INSIDE the pod overtook her. They were after all space ships, and she
could find some way of opening them since they were free of any occupants. At
least she sensed nothing from the ki detection powers that Goku and Gohan had
taught her.
"Over
there!" called a voice that made her blood freeze. She zipped behind the
space pod pressing herself down in the lee of it. All
her shutters she clamped down on her battle power, lowering it to nearly zero.
Footsteps
crunched, as boots landed. She was aware that a huge ki flared into existence. Several of them, in the midst of the ki that designated Destroyers.
Yet those other two… they were Saiyan!
"How?"
she asked, blinking up from behind the round pod. She ducked behind it, peering
around its surface.
"They
arrived, just like you said," grunted a deep voice, unfamiliar. The way in
which is pronounced the words strangely reminded her of Vegeta's odd accent.
"OF course, third class! What did you THINK?"
"Just
because you're elite doesn't mean that I need to take your verbal crap, Napa," said the
first voice. "It was MY idea we adapt our space pods to make the
transdimensional jump."
"Oh, just
cause your old man's a SCIENTIST you think you have
something to prove, whelp? I already know you, so don't go trying to show your
shit smells better to your superiors. Save it for when we find the
Prince…"
Two armored
figures had touched down in the field, opposite a squad of six Destroyers. They
raised their radar and trained them about while the strange massive giants
towered over them, standing as still as statues. Both wore black armor on their
shoulders, with shoulder pads that stretched way beyond their waists. Armored
groin and hip pieces matched the shoulder guards, while their boots were also
massive, encasing huge feet.
The taller of
the two figures was bald, with a moustache, while the man next to him had a
long mane of shaggy black hair that hung past his waist. Both them wore strange
headpieces over their right ears, covering one eye with tinted glass while
concealing the ear like a headphone. Around their waists wrapped shaggy thick
belts of brown fur. They carried no weapons, but from the ki she sensed they
had no need for them.
"Kuso…
those… are Saiyans… but there are only 2… how…" she blinked.
"So, we're
here on this joy ride," said the taller of the two, the bald one.
"Where's our prince?"
"Patience,"
said Leader. It had to be, judging from the harsh rasping female voice like
nails across slate.
"This had
better be worth our time. If Commander Turles discovers we've bailed we're
history," said the other, with a deep rasping voice sounding similar to
Goku's in a way. If Goku had been speaking an octave lower, that is.
"Turles
doesn't have to know! He's in another dimension. That's the beauty of it. The natives
of this world have information about your missing Prince! And the quarry we're
after is the key to us divulging it to you!" Leader said.
"These
creatures are puny. I have a hard time believing any of them are capable
of…" said the longhaired Saiyan, raising his hand to the earmuff. He
punched something, and then mumbled as lights flickered across the green lens
of his eyepiece.
"Any
significant battle powers?" asked his companion, punching his own
headpiece. "Cause I'm reading zip. A bunch of
puny gnats…"
"Of
course they could be masking their power," said his friend. "All the
more fun for us, and unfortunate for them…"
"Napa, Raditz, those are
your names, correct?" asked Leader.
"That's
Lieutenant Commander Napa to you, Leader."
"And Sgt.
Raditz, of Commander Turles special mercenaries for hire," said the other.
"We purge and deliver planets in ANY condition. Which my Lt. Commander
informs me that you forgot to pay us for last time…"
"This is
part of the payment we agreed on. You will get information about your missing
Prince Vegeta and the chance to assess and see if this world has any value in
this dimension. Any riches or wealth you find here is yours for the
taking," said Leader.
"Tell us
something we don't know, female. What's in this for us again? How do we know
you're not going to dump us here? Frieza's after Commander Turles, you know.
And if Frieza gets Turles, you're next," asked the bald one.
"Patience,
Lt. Commander. You will find your prince easily. We shall divide our forces
into two, one of you each…"
"What's
bothering you, whelp?" asked Napa,
turning to the shaggy haired fellow. Oddly if he wore face paint and dribbled
blood he'd bear a striking resemblance to the Demon, thought the alchemist. She
struggled to hear as much as she could. Someone had to inform the Z fighters
that they were in trouble. Serious trouble!
"I'm
sensing something nearby," muttered the other, named Raditz. His dark eyes
flashed, angling across the landscape as he punched the buttons on his scanner
side.
"I'm
getting it too. Several traces of note. They're coming
this way. I think this might be fun after all," Napa laughed, cracking his knuckles.
"Here,
take these. Your 'scouters' are only good for tracing ki, while these will give
you the locations of the items of interest…"
"Philosopher
stones, huh?" asked Napa.
"You said our prince would be at the location of concentration… I'm
reading more than just seven…"
"Thing
must be broken," Raditz grunted. "Damn it, I ASKED for a new scouter!
Is it too much to…?”
"Rank has
its privileges. Deal," Napa
laughed. "If you hadn't blown up the vendor on Orchydsei…"
"There
are false echoes. Only by going to the source can you find them. There is an
alchemist among them who can make fake Philosopher's Stones. Whatever you find,
bring to us. Whoever holds it, bring as well, and don't hurt too much… unless
they annoy you… we need intact specimens…"
"Fine then. But when we find our
Prince, that's higher priority. No fooling around, because you may be
powerful… but we're capable of taking you out in a heartbeat," said Napa with a cruel grin.
"Shit,"
she mumbled. Glancing around she hoped that she could
somehow wait till they vanished.
"I'm
sensing one over this way…" Raditz whispered.
"There's
a high concentration of battle power to the west… I'll take that. You go that
way, Raditz…"
"I can't
help but wonder if it's possible that… remember that pod we sent here and never
heard from… in this dimension maybe Kakkarot is still alive…" Raditz
whispered.
"Kakkarot…" whispered Atomique. She had heard Vegeta
use that name to call Goku when he was angry with him. Was it possible that
these two knew him?
"We meet
back here in several hours. Take a few of our squad with you…" said Third.
"No, we
work alone," said Napa
harshly. "You'll get in our way. If we need you, we'll call. But that
won't be likely…"
"Remember
we're your only way out of this dimension," said Leader. "Good
luck…"
"Whatever,"
said Napa,
rising into the air. Hestreaked off towards West City,
the alchemist realized. While the destroyers vanished, she waited to see if the
other would take off. As he had his back turned, she quickly masked her ki and
ran as fast as she could. Throwing herself into the air she shot out towards
the Son house. Mt.
Pauzo was 100 miles away.
If she could just get away and warn the Z fighters.
"What the
hell?" Raditz mumbled, punching his scouter button. "I could have
sworn there was something… for a second… of 1000!"
Grumbling he
levitated off the field, and happened to glimpse the bowl shaped crater. He
blinked and then disregarded it in favor of the battle power trace he'd
received. In his hand he carried the talisman tracker, bleeping with ten
traces. One was very close by, he realized, almost in an identical place to the
flare of ki.
"All
right, it seems fortune is on my side," he grinned. For a moment he
punched his button again, picking up a trace that was streaking at good
velocity over the farm fields. Launching himself into the air, he blazed after
it.
A
flare of ki touched her senses. It was flying rapidly after her, she realized
with horror. Under her the farmlands still stretched, fanning for miles. In the
distance she saw the gentle misty hills undulating. Within her breast her heart
pounded, and she realized she was running out of steam.
"Kuso! And I forgot that I need to rest because I wear myself
out too fast. At this rate I won't have enough gas to get back to West City!"
she gasped, dropping altitude. Glancing behind her she saw a shimmering speck
of ki blazing into view. Every second it grew more intense, till she could see
the armored figure rocketing at a ferocious velocity to close the gap between
them.
She veered her
course down into the edge of the forest underneath them. Wild beasts of every
description lived here, according to Goku. Up in the distance the misty rounded
needles of rock jutted in contrast to the more conventional mountains,
resembling a Chinese wall scroll. Perhaps she could lose that warrior or
whoever was after her in the monstrous jungle.
If the
monsters didn’t' get her first, that was. Massive kis flickered under the
canopy, while she ducked lower. Overhead the trace suddenly winked out, and she
dipped into a tree for cover. Clamping down her energies she struggled to gather
them again. While she had no hope of outrunning that warrior, she might elude
it long enough that it would give up.
Unfortunately
a loud bellow shook the tree. She shivered; glancing through crackling branches
at a medium sized saber-toothed tiger crashing through the trees after several
large flightless birds. Close behind them something streaked, hurling a ball of
yellow ki in their midst.
She shrieked,
dropping from the tree. Flipping over she landed in the forest floor. Anxiously
she glanced around, reaching out her perceptions to sense the ki nearby. Hands
rose as she generated a long staff of translucent polymer to whirl around her
head for a weapon. Movement flickering in the bushes turned her attention, and
she flickered around to see a large tiger drop out of the trees.
"Kuso!"
she yelled, hurling her arm, sending several large spikes of plastic towards
it. Pressing her pole to the ground she levered herself out of the way.
A loud snarl
sounded behind her. Something dropped between her and the feline. Shaggy hair
concealed its back. In seconds there was a loud flash of gold energy, and the
smell of burning flesh and hair. She whirled around to see it was the Saiyan
with the shaggy mane of spiky black hair.
He spun about,
dark eyes fixing on her as she began to run. She wheeled just in time to hear
his loud voice speak, "So, there you are. No use running from me… whoever
you are…"
Military
training kicked in. She attacked first, generating a hail of razor sharp quills
that sizzled towards him. With one wrist he batted them away, and gave a slight
smirk. "That's unusual. How did you generate those feeble darts?"
She did not
answer. Instead she let the shards of plastic do the talking that she hurled
next. Zipping out of view, the figure was nowhere to be seen. Unfortunately for
him she could just discern him moving at hyper speed in the same manner Son
Goku did. As a large hand dropped down to grab her, she whirled and slammed her
staff into it. It smashed like a matchstick against his raised gauntlet. His
other hand flashed out, but she quickly blocked it with a kick, and then threw
something into his face that made him shout in anger.
Raditz cursed
as something sticky and hot shot over his mouth and nose, sealing it off. He
tore at the plastic cutting off his air, gagging and unable to breath.
Momentarily he raised his hand, generating a small grade blast that sizzled
towards the female. She whirled, bringing both fists before her face to block
it. By the time she generated another plastic shard to throw, Raditz had heated
the plastic up with one hand enough to melt it away.
"Are you
perchance that alchemist they speak of? Unfortunate that they told me I had to
kill you…" he said with a small smile. Easily he breathed. How long could
this guy hold his breath, she wondered. A small smile came over his face, while
he took deliberate steps towards her. Unfazed by anything she threw, he simply
batted the plastic missiles away with a flick of his wrist. "Impressive,
female. You actually almost suffocated me. If I was a delicate creature
like you might have killed me. But unfortunately for you, I'm not a
weakling…"
"You're a
Saiyan warrior, aren't you?" she blurted out.
"You've
heard of us in this world?" he laughed.
"What do
you want?" she demanded, glaring at him through her thick glasses. They
were set in gold wire frames before her dark brown eyes, gleaming in the
sunlight. Her navy blue State Alchemist uniform fluttered in the breeze.
Raditz's eyes seemed to trace every contour of her uniformed body. Although the
pants were baggy the jacket was form fitting across her sizable bust. Long
brown curly hair was half pinned up, while long tendrils hung down from the
braid in the back to blow in the wind.
"You're a
warrior of some sort… and a female I see… too bad that your techniques are
nowhere near powerful enough to face me…" he chuckled.
"That's
what you say," she said firmly, holding up her hands in defensive posture.
She was glad for the transmutation circle inscribed on the inner sleeve of her
jacket. Taking a cue from Roy Mustang's flame circles on his gloves she had
made sure to do so on strategic points of her uniform.
"What's
the name of this world... not that it won't be soon both reduced to ashes and
sold to our customers. I have the honor of serving the Destroyers," he
asked.
"Chikyuu,
by its inhabitants," she said calmly. "We know all about what Saiyans
do. Or used to..."
"Do you
now? Interesting. But I've not come here to chat.
Apparently you've got some friends looking for you. If you give me little
resistance I might convince them not to kill you..." Raditz said with a
mischievous smile.
"I'm no
use to you dead, Saiyan," she said quietly.
"Although
if you WISH to fight me, I do like the sport of it," he said. "I'll
give you a sporting chance..."
"Wait…
don't... you can't kill me! I know where Kakkarot is!" she shouted.
"What?"
he blinked at her, stopping short. "What the hell did you say?"
"I know
where you can find Kakkarot! I overheard that you're looking for him. If I take
you to him… will you promise NOT to attack me?"
"I don't
make deals with natives, I order them!" he growled, reaching out his hand
to grab her. She blocked his next move, leaping back to hold up her hands
crackling with purple ki.
"I'm
serious…. I know where Kakkarot is. He's alive… and those beings you're with…
they're just using you…" she gasped.
"Enough of these childish games, female. You had better NOT be
lying… or I'll be very angry…" Raditz said, dodging around the small ki ball
she hurled at him.
"That was
just a warning. If you try and attack or hurt me the next one won't be…"
she yelled.
"That
merely tickled, female…" he laughed deeply, blocking it and hurling it
back towards her. Raising one palm to face up, he stared ahead with an evil
grin. Gold power crackled into a slightly larger ki ball, which he hurled
towards her.
"If you
want to play catch, here's some REAL power…" he said with a chortle. She
crossed her wrists again, bringing them up to intercept the blazing ball he
generated. His eyes widened slightly to see her successfully reappear from the
dust generated by his small blast.
"That
only burned. Look, do you want me to tell you or not? Or are we going to throw
ki at each other all day?" she asked, looking more irritated then afraid.
Raditz was mildly impressed. Since when did he come across females who could
channel ki, other than Saiyan females?
"What
manner of female are you?" he wondered, rising into the air. Soaring
towards her, he reached out his hand to scoop her up. She hurled another blast
towards him, which he easily dodged before zipping out. From several directions
he appeared, throwing more blasts to disorient her. At the last moment when she
turned to block his punch, something shot out from his waist and snared her
legs. She hit the ground, spitting out dirt.
"Blah…
ugh…" she coughed.
"Too bad
you little ningens don't have tails," he cackled, reaching down and
sweeping her up with ease. She yelped when he tossed her over his shoulder and
rose into the air quickly.
"Hey…
wait a minute!" she yelled.
"Struggle
all you want, female. But I don't think you'd like it if I dropped you… would
I?" he taunted, keeping a firm hand on her backside. She yelped, glancing
sickly down at the movement of the forest below her. Raditz flared his ki
envelope around both of them, rocketing off towards the direction where they
had first materialized.
"No… but
it won't be long before you get a rude welcoming reception from some more
powerful beings than I," she shouted.
"I highly
doubt it,” he laughed.
"Try
me," she said.
"I intend
to," he said, voice dropping deeply. His hand tightened, giving her butt a
squeeze that made her squeal.
"Terrific,
I'm being carried by a homicidal, horny monkey," she mumbled.
"What was
that, female?" he asked. "I didn't quite make that out!"
"Where
are we going?" she asked.
"Someplace
you can tell me about Kakkarot. If you're lying, you'll be very sorry. But if
you behave, I won't hurt you… much…"
"Let's
just say that it's better if I take you to him, because if he sees you carrying
me around like a sack of potatoes, he'll be pretty upset…"
"So he's
alive is he? I suppose that he's had some major issue,” Raditz mumbled.
"He hit
his head on a rock and forgot who he was, all right? So you can forget him
joining you…"
"Dammit,"
he grumbled. "Are you trying to piss me off?"
"No, I'm
just preparing you for a nasty shock. They know all about Saiyans on this
planet, because in fact…"
"Shit,"
he mumbled, touching his scouter with one hand. "We've got company…"
"Told you
so…"
"Shut up
female…."
"Destroyers,"
she mumbled. "Look, if you hand me over to them… you'll never find
Kakkarot or your Prince..."
"Is that
so?" asked Raditz, squeezing her waist tightly. "Tell me more, and
you'd better not be lying."
"I have
no reason to lie. You're holding me at a disadvantage..." she said.
"Your prince is in the very direction your friend went... and he's going
to be surprised as HELL to see you two..."
Raditz zipped
to a stop, hovering in midair near the crater where they'd first met. Three
figures blurred into existence from gaping rips
crackling in reality itself. Flashes of fire and lightening belched around them
before spiraling shut behind each Destroyer. Unlike Raditz, they flew by the
focus of glowing red hover packs on their backs. Her stomach crawled because
she saw the leering face of Third glancing at her from behind Raditz's back.
"So,
you've found one of our enemies. Very good…" said the lizard being she
recognized as Fifth.
"I
thought Commander Turles told you in our contract! He said we Saiyans work
alone!" Raditz said firmly.
"You've
done well. We'll take over from here," said Third.
"I'm not
done with her," said Raditz.
"You were
told to find her. Hand her over," Third snapped.
"You're
in no position to order me, Third. The contact SPECIFIES that all mercenaries
can claim their own method of payment. This female has something I want, before
I consider handing her over to you," said Raditz.
"It isn't
wise to argue with Leader, Saiyan," said Third.
"What are
you going to do, burn my body hair with those feeble hair dryers of yours?
Don't make me laugh!" Raditz taunted them as they raised their blasters.
Fifth and Ninth trained their laser sites on him while
Third's medallion crackled with ki.
"Don't
hand me over to them please. I implore you they'll kill me, and you'll get no
closer to finding Kakkarot," she shivered, clinging tightly to him.
"So you
say, female," Raditz laughed.
Raditz threw
her up into the air, and the Destroyers tensed, whizzing about. Just as one of
them moved close, Raditz zipped in, and caught her under the arms and back. She
drew in her breath sharply, feeling his fingers again tightening under her
thighs. Just around her back his other massive hand curled, lightly touching
the side of a clothed breast but not hurting her.
"What the
hell are you doing?" she gasped.
"Shut up
female," Raditz hissed. "Say NOTHING if you wish to remain
alive."
"Stop
messing around you primate! Give her over now!" Fifth
yelled.
"No,"
said Raditz. "I changed my mind. I want her for myself as part of MY
payment."
"You stupid simian! You're as thickheaded and foolish as these
weakling hairless apes! Give her over now! Or you'll be stuck here on this
planet forever!" Third snarled.
"Oh, I'm
so hurt by your words," Raditz snickered, clutching his prize close to
him. "I'm going to need a moment alone to recover my pride."
"I'm
warning you, you dirty monkey. Hand her over, or else," Third hissed,
flickering his blue tongue across his teeth.
"You
can't trust primates at all, Third. I told you not
to," hissed one of the other destroyers she recognized as Fifth.
"These Saiyans are just overgrown relatives of the humans. They're useless
and uncontrollable."
"I don't
think they like you, Raditz," she said. He blinked down at her, surprised
that she knew his name.
"Feelings mutual. I hate lizards, especially ones with
attitudes. Just why Commander Turles insists on doing business with these lower
life forms is BEYOND me, but I dare not question his judgment," he
mumbled.
"Well
they hate anything remotely resembling a hominid.. be it ape, human, Neanderthal. Anything descended from
primates as you well have guessed, Raditz," she murmured.
"How do
you know my name, female?" Raditz wondered.
"Do you
really have to ask that?" she mumbled.
"I've got
a sudden urge to see if they taste any better then they sound, female. I
haven’t eaten since planet fall and I’ve starving," Raditz mumbled,
licking his lips.
"YUCK you
can’t be serious! If you get me out of this, I'll find you some food that won't
make you puke," she whispered.
"They
aren't good for eating then?" Raditz asked.
"Absolutely NOT! I know you Saiyans eat a large deal of
protein. Look Raditz if I feed you, and tell you what you wish to know, and I
can take you to Kakkarot myself, would it be worth your while NOT to turn me
over to these guys?" she gasped.
“I would be
amenable to that, provided that you’d provide something ELSE as well. I’ve not
had some OTHER appetites satisfied for a time,” he said, giving her ear a sharp
nip.
“Okay,
whatever you want, just get me the hell OUT of here,”
she nodded.
“I have your
word on that?” he asked.
“Just save our
asses FIRST,” she whispered.
“You have a
deal, female,” Raditz nodded.
A pencil thin
beam zinged off his gauntlet that he raised before his face. Another seven or
eight blasts crashed into his chest and legs. Irritated he zipped in and out,
and then raised his hand to generate another sizable ki blast.
"I said
NO!" Raditz barked. "She's MINE! I’ve made alternative arrangements."
"Fool!"
Third hissed, baring his teeth. "You'll DIE for this!"
“You were the
idiots who didn’t pay US for purging the planet you now inhabit!” Raditz
shouted, clutching Atomique closely to him. “Why do you think we ended up
showing up in the FIRST place?”
“Commander
Turles gave his WORD that you’d work with us! And now you reveal you’re every
bit as treacherous as your misbegotten race! Freiza should have killed ALL of
you off when he had the chance!” Third snarled.
“You’ll pay
for that comment, you miserable lizard,” said Raditz, seething with anger.
“Nobody insults the Saiyan race. When the Commander hears THIS, you’ll beg for
mercy…”
“HE wont, if you’re not around to deliver the message!”
"Oh crap," mumbled Atomique, flinching.
"Kill
him!" yelled Third. Reaching for their backs,
they threw small rod shaped objects that whizzed end over end towards him.
Snorting, he deflected each with contemptuous ease, detonating the plasma
grenades with kicks and punches wreathed in deadly orange blossoms of fire. No
sooner had he dealt with these then shoulder mounted cannons was produced out
of quick reality rips. Swinging them to bear, all three opened up full blast
with wrist diameter particle beams.
Raditz zipped
upwards, avoiding the beams that crisscrossed and singed past their attackers.
Reality ripped, and each one of them vanished to reappear at random locations
around the Saiyan. "You're delusional…" Raditz snorted, shaking his
head. "Allow me to introduce you to a more powerful attack… which is far
more devastating than you could even fathom…"
Zipping up to
a higher altitude, he raised his hand, and shouted something in a harsh tongue
that she didn't recognize. Twin balls of ki arched up and around, splitting off
like twin comets towards their attackers. Third maneuvered out of the way, but
the other two zipped off with the blazes of ki trailing them only inches from
impact. Although their levitation belts nimbly ducked and wove, the blasts
finally overtook each independent target. At opposite ends of a blazing Y from
his beams, they erupted into bright yellow puffs of smoke and fire, vaporized
instantly.
"You…
you… killed them… just like…" Third gasped, raising his hands. He
stretched them high above his head, screaming loudly.
"Don't
insult me… you were the idiot who provoked me!" Raditz answered calmly.
"What are you doing now?"
"Mental incendiary!" Third screamed,
channeling ki from the crystal around his neck to his extremities. Orange
lightening crackled, centering on his head. The two flickers of pulsing orange
ki spread from either hand then joined the aura around his helmeted noggin to
join into a devastating ball. It shot forwards towards them both.
However Raditz
transferred her to one hand, and merely raised his other gauntlet wrist to send
another beam of greater intensity towards third's gathered ki. The backlash lit
up the entire world for a second around both beings. Atomique grabbed
unconsciously to her captor's shoulder, burying her face against his neck.
When the
radiance faded, she saw Third reaching for his device.
He sizzled out seconds later, leaving them both alone. Raditz felt the female
trembling in his massive grasp, with great interest. Hot breath fanned his
neck, and he brought his other hand to hold her more securely in his grip. Just
before he could open his mouth and say something, multiple traces showed up on
his scouter. Simultaneously the sky before and around him opened up with a dozen
or so black holes swirling with blue lightening. Out of each belched forth a
destroyer, armed to the teeth with shoulder-mounted cannons, and full armor.
"Going to
try again are we?" Raditz scoffed.
"Oh hell
we're in trouble..." she trailed off.
"Don't insult
me female. They are amateurs. Although they were customers of us before, it
would take two hundred of them to even cause me to lift a finger to..." he
started to say.
"Attack!"
they cried.
"Oh
shit," Atomique gasped.
"Quiet
female, and learn my superiority," Raditz laughed.
"You're
crazy, utterly CRAZY," she mumbled.
“Watch and
observe, female,” he laughed. “Don’t let go of me for an instant. If you
separate my hold on you, my ki will fry you.”
Her eyes
widened when Raditz suddenly vibrated with great power. Everything again slowed
down relative to their movements, indicating Raditz moved at a much greater
velocity then each of the Destroyers he punched and kicked. The sounds of bones
cracking like dry kindling and slushy sounds similar to watermelons dropping on
cement gritted her nerves.
Almost as
abruptly as he had started, Raditz shifted to normal movement. "BEHIND YOU!" Atomique shrieked, glancing over his
shoulder.
"Shut
up!" Raditz snorted.
"Get
AWAY!" she shrilled, raising her hand to generate a solid shell of plastic
seconds before the incendiary ki blast slammed into his back. Raditz heard a
crunch and a shatter. Dozens of razor sharp plastic particles showered his hair
and hers.
"Drek!"
he cursed, whirling around. Black hair whipped from his head like a comet's
tail. His large boot rose to hip level, plowing right through the warrior in
question. Blood spattered Raditz and Atomique both with the hot smell of flesh
squeaking on black armor.
"Yuck,"
Atomique shuddered. Around them on all sides the Destroyers swung and blasted.
Inches from her face she felt the hot sizzling beams.
"Hold on
or die, female," Raditz growled into her ear. He rocketed to a dizzying
height above all of the feuding destroyers. Both palms flattened against the
ground, glowing with twin generated spheres.
"Double
Sundae!" he shouted, loosing the gleaming orbs. Twin comets sizzled
through the air on a trajectory right below. Despite efforts of several squads
to get out of the way, Raditz simply hovered there tracking their movements
with his eyes. Atomique saw each Destroyer smashed or disintegrated with the
impact of either sphere.
"What a
mess," she shuddered.
"Too much
for you?" he snickered.
"No I’ve
faced WORSE as a State Alchemist. We’re dogs of the military on my world,"
Atomique murmured, raising her hand. She hurled small spikes of her special
plastic down from above. While she hated killing, the destroyers were one
target she had no qualms about letting her power lose on.
"What is
it with these weaklings? Don't they know they're only going to their
graves?" Raditz said. Across his green lens something urgently bleeped. He
grunted in surprise, whirling his head to face a beam aimed directly at them.
With the flat of his hand he blocked the explosion.
“Kuso!” she
screamed. Blinding heat and light temporarily overloaded all of her senses.
Atomique screamed loudly, throwing up her hand to generate one of her solid
barriers. Raditz saw the air harden to a translucent barrier cracking in a
spider web pattern. Heat melted its front surface but it held against the brunt
of the explosion.
"Interesting, but a waste of energy. If you're GOING to do
that, do it BEHIND us, fool," Raditz snorted at her.
"Then you
DO need my assistance?" she grinned.
"Don't
make me regret saving you, female," Raditz grumbled. He turned her around
in his arms so she faced backwards. "Guard my rear with those barriers and
I'll handle matters in my own way!"
"Whatever
you say," she mumbled. Knowing that Saiyans were just as murderous as
Destroyers she decided to select the lesser of two evils. Perhaps she could
barter with him once they survived the attack.
One warrior
actually materialized right next to them. Raditz barely moved in time before
Atomique reached out and grabbed the warrior, muttering,
"Disintegrate..."
Raditz saw the
creature crumple and dissolve before his eyes into black dust.
"Impressive... for a human female," he mumbled. His elbow flashed
out, cracking the ribs of yet another. Sweat poured down his forehead. Clutched
close to the sweaty hot Saiyan Atomique held on for dear life since Raditz
needed both hands to fight.
"They're
going to keep coming! We've have to…”
"Got to
destroy their dimensional units, I HAVE thought of that, female. I'm not a
brainless brute," he growled, crushing various devices underfoot.
"I've been smashing them. You're supposed to keep your mouth SHUT!"
"I just
have been helping SAVE your tail, Saiyan!" she said.
"Shut up and use that power to make something more dangerous," he
growled.
"Is
plastic explosive dangerous enough for you?" she asked.
"Primitive
incendiary, but tolerable," Raditz nodded.
“Then fly me
close,” she nodded. He did so, zipping in and out at great pace as she pressed
bits of the conjured polymer to each. When he zoomed to a close location, he
nodded, hurling a series of spheres. Each exploded on impact with the
dimensional rifting creatures.
Raditz whirled around, and then rocketed up towards the air. She felt his arm
clench around her hips tightly. He crushed her to his armored chest. Soon the
Destroyers were nothing but small specs he picked off at long range.
Atomique
gasped, hugging him tightly as the world blew up around them. Raditz smirked at
how she was turning to him for protection. He couldn’t resist rubbing her back
gently, giving her butt a squeeze.
“Well done
female,” he said.
“Thanks bunches. But now they’ll know we're here and send
reinforcements. A sudden bleeping from his scouter interrupted their
conversation.
“Shh,” he
hissed, pressing his headgear. “Sgt. Raditz here. Napa? Yes, I’ve dealt
with them. You heard everything?”
“Who?” she asked.
“Quiet!”
Raditz snapped. She heard the other half of the conversation droning on.
“I heard every
word, whelp. The Commander’s just called in. Apparently we’re getting the green
light to exterminate these turkeys. They’re not worth the effort.”
“So our
previous contract is null and void?” Raditz asked.
“That’s
right. Do you still have the merchandise?”
“Yes,” said
Raditz. “How about you?”
“I’ve
discovered the location of the Prince. But he’s from THIS dimension,” said Napa quietly.
“You’ve SEEN
him, he’s alive?” Raditz gasped in amazement.
“Yes, and
I’ve radioed Commander Turles. He’s told me that we should return to base.”
“How can you,
if they left you behind?” Atomique asked.
“What was
that?” Napa
asked.
“Quiet female!” Raditz hissed. “Ignore her. Sub Commander
Napa, what was that again?”
“Return to
base. We’ve got the dimensional units on our pods remember?”
“True,” nodded
Raditz. “I have the merchandise.”
“Then get
back soon,” said Napa.
“Merlot and I are taking care of some loose ends before we plant the seed.”
“Plant the
WHAT?” asked Atomique.
“Never you mind,” Raditz said to her.
“That
female doesn’t shut up, does she?” asked Napa.
“About that,
I’m claiming my payment now,” Raditz said.
“Whatever,
just be quick about it,” said Napa.
“And see if you can find out if Kakkarot’s interested? The prince is off limits
here…”
“Why?” Raditz
asked.
“Because if he’s alive here, then we shouldn’t tip our hand. Frieza doesn’t need to
know there’s a doppelganger in this universe,” Napa said. “But if your little brother’s
alive…”
“I’ll need
some time to consider that opportunity,” said Raditz.
“You have
twenty four hours,” said Napa.
“Good luck.”
“Great Oorzu
protect you as well, Sub Commander,” said Raditz. “Raditz
out.”
“What the hell
does this all mean?” Atomique asked.
“The contract
is null and void,” Raditz said.
“Oh good,” she
said, then promptly passed out in his arms.
“Female?”
Raditz asked, shaking her. His scouter bleeped, indicating her battle power had
tanked out. She was exhausted.
“Drek, I can’t
have her dying before I collect my payment,” he cursed. Mumbling he decided to
return to the farm at landing sight and see if he could find some food for her.
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