《'Daikon' Ball》Chapter 6 - A New Player
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Alea’s POV
I’m busy stretching on the spot in an alley jumping on the spot getting ready for the attack. I turn to the team of five with and ask with cheer. “So you guys ready for this?” They just give me a disapproving look bunch of curmudgeons. “You’re far too serious for this, if you don’t loosen up you’re going to be easy targets~.” Still no reply.
“Haa… Let’s get this over with then.” I walk out into the street and begin charging my ki into a ball in front of my chest. Then with a chest pass I launch the attack at the gate blowing it up in a spectacular manner. With the opening made I charge in, immediately pass the gate there is a guard coming to look through the hole. I don’t hesitate to drive my knee into his chest full strength, I could feel his ribs shattering on impact.
I land spin on the spot and charge towards two more guards and kick one in the neck undoubtedly breaking it. In a quick motion my tail grabs the other’s arm and throws him at another guard before shooting off a ki blast killing the both of them. Them dealt with I flew up into the air and began raining down ki blasts at everyone I can sense.
“Yeah! Get some. Haha!” I yell out, once more giving in to my Saiyan side. I then strafe through the courtyard hitting as many guards as I can. Turning the peaceful place into a chaotic inferno, walls crumbling and plants burning. I look back to see my team ever so slowly proceeding forward shooting the bodies that twitch in the head. In the distance I can hear similar noises and yells.
“Haa they’re so slow at this rate they’ll take all day.” Not caring for them I move on into the palace after blowing up the doorway. Inside staff are running around like headless chicken. Seeing them run around some helplessly I couldn’t help but think of them as prey and started shooting them without remorse.
“Someone please come out I need a real fight, I’m beginning to think this was a waste of my time.” I call out through the halls in hopes of finding someone strong. Flying on I head towards the central chamber.
“Knock knock ready or not.” I chime to the door before kicking it open. What awaits me isn’t an arrogant king nor a scared king, but instead a single head sat upon the throne with several other heads laid before it, as if some macabre piece of art.
“Well shit, was not expecting this, what do I do now? I haven’t even found anyone to fig… Argh!” I’m suddenly sent flying towards the decapitated heads.
“So you’re the one who was making such a mess. If you’re wondering why I killed the king and his family it was for no other reason than to mess with you and waste time waiting for you. Though I was expecting a better reaction from you I mean you took that hit like a bitch. Hahaha!” A young man with short black spiky hair walks through the door with a smirk on his face, he even has a tail. He’s near two metres tall, has a well built frame and sharp features on his face the sort belonging to a cold hearted killer.
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“You know I didn’t think I would run across another Saiyan much less a girl after planet Vegeta blew up. Tell me how old are you? You look quite young.”
“Dunno I was released from the incubation chamber shortly before the planet went bust. Who the hell are you.” I reply getting up with some vitriol.
“Hm oh right never did say did I. Names Adelaide, a Saiyan like yourself but obviously stronger and older. Yourself?” God he’s already beginning to piss me off with his nonchalance.
“I’m Alea and I’m about to bust your face up.” I then jump at the chump arm cocked to smack him in the face. He throws his own punch though, equaling my own, locked in a dead heat I pull back to deliver a kick but he blocks that and kicks me himself. I’m sent flying through the wall unable to rebalance myself.
“Is this really all you’ve got it’s quite pathetic you know. You should just admit defeat here and now else you’re going to hurt yourself.” He walks through the hole he made.
“Rargh shutup!” I throw a large bit of wall at him and charge behind it. When he destroys it I run through and punch him in the face, my rage at an all time high and blood pumping. As he lifts of the ground I begin wailing on him while I can then as he reaches his parabola I blast him with a large ki blast blowing him through the roof.
“I’m always one to keep my word. Hehehe” I laugh to myself at being able to punch his smug face. I then fly through the hole looking for him. I find him and he has blood flowing from his forehead.
“Seems I didn’t give you enough credit. Well then let’s do this all proper like and beat the shit out of each other. Ey?” Despite his injury he seems quite pleased with himself.
We then fly towards one another and begin punching and kicking each other, every now and then being hit back into a high wall or tree neither of us gaining the upper hand. The area down below has slowly begun to fill with people, Adelaide begins to fly in their direction while shooting ki at me. Were I still human I’m sure I would have tried to avoid the crowd, but now as a Saiyan I just can’t bring myself to care and even look forward to the pandemonium we’ll cause.
We began trading blows again just above the people's heads as they ducked. Whilst fighting my tail struck out hitting him in the gut and knocking him into the people below instantly killing a few. He though, comes back up none the worse for wear and still wearing his enticing smile.
We then both begin shooting at each other without care, everything around us exploding in cries and fire. Finally passed everyone we come to a stop opposite each other above the gates that I blew up. Both of us are tired and panting, with various cuts and bruises all over our bodies.
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“This fight has been most enjoyable, I didn’t think you give me such a good fight. I may just fall for you if you keep this up. So shall we finish this?” His charming voice rings out hoarse. I nod and we both starting charging our ki, preparing for our final move. I try going for a Kameha and cup my hands to my side. He on the other hand brings his hands to his chest and charges his own attack.
At the same time as if in sync we shoot our ki with a yell at each other. I release a beam of ki as this as my leg at him while he shoots a ball of ki half his height. They clash and for a moment they begin moving in his direction. But the longer this goes on the more tired I get and soon enough my beam winks out and I’m suddenly hit by the ki ball, my consciousness fading.
Adelaide’s POV
“Haa haa Damn that girl has some fight in her. Best fight I’ve had in awhile. Haa Sitting around living on luxury has cost me, I should really get back to training.” I try catching my breath as float down to where Alea flew off to after my attack.
I find her lying on the ground, pretty much useless now as most of it is destroyed. She seems to be struggling with bleeding, has an arm bending the wrong way, a massive head wound and no doubt a bunch of internal damage. But she won’t die from this much. I’ll admit though that she’ll probably grow up to quite the looker, tall, defined muscles, cold heartless eyes. Just thinking about it gets me excited.
I’m not doing too well myself though I’ve got a perforated eardrum, massive cut over my forehead, some internal bleeding, a whole host of broken bones, I think even one of my kidneys has been out right destroyed and some of my muscles are even torn of the bone.
Now what should I do with her, I can’t leave her here with these people they seem quite displeased with our fight. I wonder if she has a ship of her own?
“Hey old man, tell where her ship is.” I call out to a particularly pissed looking man. His skin’s all orange must be real mad.
“It’s in the spaceports second wing on level B, it’s one of Freeza’s ships.” He says through grit teeth.
“Much obliged.” I flip him off and fly towards the spaceport with Alea under my arms.
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Now at her ship I’m somewhat impressed to see that it’s one of the larger models, that can hold over 200 people, wonder how she got her hands on it? Going inside I head for the med bay and stick her inside the healing tank.
I then head to the bridge program the ship to take her into orbit around the planet where she will be safe till she’s all good and healthy. I’ll even write her a note and leave it for her in her seat, which has pillow and blanket. Then I head to my own ship.
I wake up revitalized inside the healing tank. Wonder how I got here, couldn’t have been what’s his face could it? Getting out I see that I’m still wearing my tattered armour and revealing a fair bit of skin. Though the fact I’m still wearing my armour gives me a bit of solace, knowing he didn’t look at or touch me. Never thought I would get around to thinking such things.
I notice that my body is overwhelming with new found power once more. This feeling is like complete ecstasy, I’m almost struggling with thoughts of putting myself in dangerous situation just to feel it again.
Well anyway, stripping and wrapping myself in a towel I make my way towards the food storage area to fill up my empty stomach. I am famished, that fight really took it out of me so I’m going to fill myself up.
As I eat I begin to think back on my fight. That Adalaide guy was really strong, not Super Saiyan strong but it was the toughest fight I’ve had so far. It actually irks me that he beat me, I don’t like that there is another Saiyan stronger than me. I just have this innate desire to be the strongest there is. Rationally I know I can’t be with the like of the Kais and Gods of Destruction, but it’s like the thought is just whispering in the back of my mind to get stronger. Before I realise it I’m floating off the ground, still sat, exuding power.
You know what I’m going to try my hand at meditation. Piccolo is always at it and it seems to do him a world of good. Always getting stronger and all. What’s this?
‘To the Little Miss
I had fun dancing with you. Though you could use a little practice.
Anyway when you feel up for another dance come and find me I’ll be waiting.
Your’s truly Adelaide’
“Computer set a course to a world mostly covered in water.”
“I’ll show that smug bastard who’s stronger and make him submit to me. Hahaha!”
“Course set.” The computer replies.
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