Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ EFSS VS LCSF ❯ Chapter Two ( Chapter 3 )

Chapter Two

LCSF forces…

Scouting the town around her, she motioned for her troops to begin moving families with children out then turned to Turles. "It's obvious what they'll strike first but I want you to look for more places that would make good attack points."

"Yes ma'am. Is there anything else you need me to take care of while I'm scouting?"

"Call me if you see any strange ships landing."

"Of course."

Leaping into the air, she started setting perimeters in her mind then started directing the other three teams to choose ambush points in the outlying landscape. Setting back down on the ground, she turned on her scouter to begin communications with the space station.

Flying low to the ground, Turles pulled up short, a hundred miles away from where he'd originally started, a high power level coming from somewhere in front of him. Dropping to the grass, he turned on his communicator. "Bulma, we have problems."

Swearing in a very unladylike manner, she stopped her communications with the space station and shot in his direction. Seeing him on the ground, she landed beside him and frowned. "What is it?"

"There's a high energy reading coming from the northeast and another from the northwest."

"They're earlier than I expected but…the Elitists are hardly ever predictable."

"Yes…I noticed."

"I'm sure they find us very unpredictable as well."

"Somehow I very much doubt that they find lower class saiya-jins like the others unpredictable. We, on the other hand, are different from the rest of our class and we make it a habit to be impossible to predict."

"Very true." Staring off into the distance, she sighed then gathered up a ball of energy in her hand before tossing it into the air, where it exploded like a giant firework.

Looking up at the signal absently, he grinned then followed her another fifty miles, where she did it again. "Your troops know better than to come to a signal like that."

"Yes, but those stupid Elites won't know what hit them once they get here."

"Of course not ma'am."

"Drop your power level and stay back here." Moving ahead another mile, she flared her power once, multiplying it to seem like a force of warriors was there instead of a single fighter. For someone as young as herself, she was a seasoned fighter and had, by no small chance, managed to gain her position on the council because of that. Satisfied that she had gained the attention of the opposing forces, she dropped her power level to a mere 2 and slid into a stand of trees to wait for their arrival.

EFFS Forces…

Radditz frowned and stared at the readings he'd gotten in confusion before doing another scan of the area they'd come from. The highest power level he found there this time was around ten, causing his frown to darken considerably. Turning on his communicator, he waited for his prince to acknowledge him before speaking. "Did you catch that burst of power about forty miles south of your position?"

"Of course I did, what was it?"

"I don't know sir…all activity around there stopped. Do you want me to send a team to investigate?"

"Yes…three or four should suffice."

"Yes sir." Looking up, he pointed to the closest fighters in his position then motioned for them to scout out the area of interest.

All four leapt into the air and shot towards the point indicated on their scouters then landed in the middle of the grassy clearing.

One of them, a rookie Elitist, scanned the area around them with a frown then turned on his communicator. "Radditz sir, there's no one here, not even a bird."

"What's your exact position?"

"We're roughly forty miles south-southwest of our original position sir. But there is no sign of…" His voice cut off completely.

Radditz frowned then switched over to another soldier. "What's going on over there?"

"Sir, Marcus's head just exploded sir. He was getting ready to search a stand of trees when he just…exploded."

"Find out what the hell is going on."

"Yes sir."

"And tell the others to turn on their communicators, I want a to know everything that's happening."

"Yes sir." Nervously looking around, the fighter gestured for the others to turn on their scouters then swallowed and started for the decapitated fighter's body. "Kami sir…"

"What?"

"His head didn't explode…it got ripped off. I think I'm going to be sick sir."

"You're a saiya-jin warrior man, don't get a weak stomach now or I'll kill you myself."

"Yes sir."

"Sir." One of the other warriors, a more seasoned veteran, broke into the conversation. "I just saw a kid run by sir."

"A kid?"

"Yeah, she just appeared out of nowhere. What do you want me to do?"

"If you can't capture her alive then kill her."

"Yes sir."

Taking a second to assimilate the information, he grabbed a different communicator from in front of him. "Prince Vegeta sir."

"What Radditz?"

"One of the fighters has been decapitated by some unknown attacker."

"And they did not even sense anything?"

"Not that I can tell sir, let me check."

"Good."

Dropping the second communicator to his knee, he took a deep breath and returned to the three remaining fighters. "Cook, did you sense anything before Marcus's head was removed?"

"No sir…"

"Hmm…"

"Sir…"

"What?"

"The girl…she's back."

"And?"

"…I think she just killed Brig."

"What do you mean you think she just killed him man?"

"Well…he's not moving, but he's still standing there looking at her."

"What is she doing now?"

"She just tapped him with her finger sir…his body…" The fighter started retching uncontrollably.

Making a disgusted face, he waited for the other man to stop before speaking again. "Give me your exact coordinates and I'll send reinforcements."

"Sir…I don't think we'll be alive by then."

"WHY NOT?"

"Her hand is buried in my chest sir."

"Good lord man, kill her."

"I can't sir."

"Why?"

"…"

Swearing loudly, he tore off the communicator and threw it to the ground, breaking it into hundreds of pieces. Picking up the other one, he took a deep breath then spoke. "Sir."

Vegeta sighed and turned away from the fighters he was giving orders to. "What now?"

"We lost the whole team."

"You just lost all four soldiers to an invisible fighter?"

"No sir…I got two separate reports of a kid being there the whole time."

"DAMMIT! This isn't the time to joke about something like that."

"Sir, they very clearly said it was a girl and Cook told me how he died."

Sighing, he lowered his voice. "How did Cook die?"

"She had shoved her hand through his body armor into his chest. My best guess would be that he had his heart ripped out."

"So let me get this straight, they all stared at her while she killed them?"

"I don't think so sir…Cook was stunned when Brig didn't attack her, then he saw her push him so his body fell apart."

"Great…put together another group, twenty strong, and have them sweep the area thoroughly for any life forms bigger than an ant. I highly doubt that one mere girl can defeat a group of twenty."

"Yes sir, will do sir." Turning off the communicator, he sighed heavily and ran his fingers through his hair before looking back at his assembled men. "I need twenty of you to form into a scouting party. All of you are to cover a ten mile radius around the area Marcus's team had been in."

"Yes sir." Four groups of five assembled then took off into the air.

Motioning for three other soldiers to come over to him, he pointed to the ground for them to sit. "Each of you will keep contact with one team, I'll take the last one. I want every detail of your conversations with them recorded, no matter what you hear over the scouter."

"Sir, yes sir."

He rolled his eyes and turned his scouter onto the rear group's frequency. "Harley, tell me your position at this exact moment."

Landing on the ground, the veteran warrior stared at the headless body his, once, comrade before speaking. "Exactly forty miles south-southwest of your position Radditz. You should see the mess that kid left behind."

"How bad is it?"

"Marcus never stood a chance. Whoever the kid was, she was strong enough to rip out his spine."

"How can you tell?"

"His head is ten feet away, looks like he has a long white tail sir."

"Disgusting."

"Yes sir, it is disgusting sir."

"Have any of your men found anything yet?"

"No sir, they're still searching the trees. In fact, they're killing everything that moves and isn't wearing our style of armor."

"Tell them not to waste their time on anything smaller than…let's say a ten-year old child."

"Yes sir, I'll relay that message."

"Good man."

"Sir!"

He looked up at a burly female warrior, one of the others listening to the scouters. "Yes Ginger?"

"Sugar's team just found a kid standing in a field near Cook's body."

"Shit." Tuning into Sugar's frequency, he caught the tail end of someone gagging near the warrior. "What's going on woman? I need information and I need it now."

"Her arms are covered in blood sir, and she appears to be smiling."

"Give me more Sugar, what the hell does she look like and what does your scouter say about her?"

"She looks like a normal kid sir, blue hair and eyes, my scouter says that she has a power level of two."

"Bullshit, if her power level was two then how the hell did she kill those men?"

"I don't know sir."

"What is she doing now?"

"Watching us sir…do you want us to attack her?"

"Yes, all of you at once if you have to. I want her dead and I want her dead right now."

"Yes sir."

"Oh and Sugar."

"Yes sir?"

"If she has her arm shoved in your chest, please don't contact me."

"Of course sir."

Sighing again, he motioned for Ginger to monitor the rest of the fight then turned back to his own team. "Did you guys find anything new?"

"Why yes sir we did." A deep voice spoke through the communicator, a hint of barely contained laughter in it.

"Turles." His eyes narrowed. "You rotten deserter, what the hell are you doing here?"

"Fighting a war Radditz." Turles laughed aloud then looked down at the dead body by his feet before kicking it a few times. "I hope you weren't too attached to Harley here, he just doesn't seem very lively right now."

"Worthless bastard, you killed them."

"Well…not all of them."

"You really expect me to believe that girl everyone's telling me about is the one killing my men?"

"Of course she is."

"You're a liar."

"If you don't believe me, then maybe you should check out the status of the team that found her this time."

Growling loudly, he looked up at Ginger then swore when she shook her head and turned off her scouter. "What the hell is she?"

"Saiya-jin low class."

"There is not a single low class saiya-jin able to destroy nine men without help."

"Ah, but she is special Radditz."

"What is so special about her?"

"Her fighting ability. I dare say that she could give the king a run for his money once she came of age."

He frowned. "You're hiding something from me."

"No sir I am not." Lifting into the air, he shot in her direction then landed beside her and put one hand on her shoulder, smiling when she looked up at him. "Maybe you should say hello to the one killing all of your men Radditz." Handing her the scouter, he scanned the area around them then started destroying the corpses nearby.

"So you are the esteemed Radditz?" She laughed softly and settled the scouter comfortably on her head. "I've been wondering if I would ever be able to talk to the man responsible for destroying my home planet."

The hairs on the back of his neck rose. "I've destroyed many planets in my life."

"So true." Lifting into the air, she nodded at Turles then started for the next group she sensed.

"I don't believe you're the one killing my men."

"Oh?"

"There's no way in hell a girl could defeat nine Elite saiya-jins."

"Hmm." Smiling, she landed right behind another of his fighters and tapped him on the shoulder. "Pardon me, could I ask your name?"

Frowning, the giant saiya-jin looked down at her then relaxed when he saw the scouter on her head. "I'm Teeny."

"Teeny huh, well, could you do me a little favor and tune into Radditz's frequency?" Her head tilted to one side cutely.

"Sure thing girly." Switching to his superior's frequency, he grinned down at her when her smile broadened. "Sir, did you need to talk to me sir?"

"Kami dammit Teeny, what the hell are you thinking?"

"Sir?" He kept looking at the small girl adoringly. She was so cute when her eyes lit up with her smile. Despite the fact that her body had blood splatters and her arms were soaked with it.

Taking several calming breaths, he glanced at the man monitoring the frequency as well then grinned when he put up his thumb. The whole conversation was being recorded for future use. "Teeny, can you do me a favor?"

"Yes sir."

"Just reach out and touch her, but don't hurt her."

"Why would I want to hurt her sir?" Teeny frowned in confusion even as he reached out and ruffled the girl's hair in a friendly manner. "She's a cute kid."

"Hmm…"

"Did I do something wrong sir?"

"No Teeny, you didn't."

He grinned broadly then looked down again when the girl held out her hand to him. "Am I supposed to go somewhere with her sir?"

"Sure Teeny, you do that." Rubbing at his eyes tiredly, he got an extra scouter from Ginger and tuned into the prince's frequency. "Sir, do you remember a fighter named Teeny?"

"Yes Radditz, the huge lug head that would do anything to make kids smile."

He grunted. "Yeah, him…well, he's on his way to his grave right this moment."

"What do you mean?"

"That kid is definitely a girl and she's working with Turles. So far she killed two teams, Turles getting a third, and she is currently winning over that huge lug head."

"Turles is here?" Vegeta frowned in thought. "Where are they headed?"

"Hold on sir." Switching back to Teeny's line, he sighed and prepared to receive nothing but static. "Teeny?"

"Yes sir?"

His eyes shot wide open in surprise then returned to normal. "Do you know where you're going?"

"No sir, should I ask the girl?"

"Yes."

"Okay sir." Grinning foolishly, he looked back at the girl when she stopped chattering about her fighting partners. "Where are we going?"

"To meet up with one of my troops."

"Okay."

Radditz groaned loudly and hit his forehead with the heel of his palm. Turning to the scouter with his prince on it, he was still groaning. "Sir…Teeny's besotted sir."

"He always had a soft spot for kids."

"He's following her like a sheep to the slaughterhouse."

"What?"

"She's taking him to meet Turles."

"Great, he doesn't even remember anything about Turles' involvement in our society."

"No sir he doesn't."

"Then he'll just become another casualty of war."

"Of course sir." He started to turn off the scouter then frowned and put it back up to his ear. "Sir, why would she take Teeny to meet Turles?"

"I don't know Radditz, why do you think she'd take Teeny to meet that deserter?"

"Well…to find out the strength of our forces."

"Shit."

Bulma grinned impishly and danced around the large saiya-jin following her like a large puppy dog. "So you're here with two forces of four hundred huh?"

"Yup, Radditz is in charge of the force I'm in, but you already knew that."

"Uh huh, who's in charge of the other force Teeny?"

"Prince Vegeta."

She stopped dancing and stared at him in wonder. "He is?"

"Yes ma'am, Prince Vegeta is in charge of our mission and he's hoping to wipe out the LCSF forces."

"Oh…why would he do that?"

"I don't really know ma'am." Teeny grinned sheepishly when she wagged her finger back and forth. "I wish we didn't have to fight at all. Then I could be back home playing with the kids in my town. They're very nice and like to play lots of games. Do you like to play games?"

"Yup, I love to play games but I like to train too."

"Really? Are you very strong?"

"Uh huh, I'm super strong."

"Wow…" He stopped when his scouter beeped. "Hold on a second ma'am." Pushing a button on the side, he turned his gaze away from the girl. "Yes sir?"

"Did you tell her about our forces Teeny?"

"Yes sir, she asked about them sir."

Groaning under his breath, he pinched the bridge of his nose, he was beginning to get a migraine. One of the remaining two teams had been destroyed during the time he'd spent talking to his prince and Teeny had just given vital information to the enemy. "Did she say anything else?"

"Yes sir, she's super strong."

"That's nice, but did she say anything about her friends?"

"No sir, just about training partners."

"Crap." He sighed. "Okay Teeny, that's all."

"Are you sure sir?"

"Yes, turn off your scouter."

"Why would I do that sir?"

"Just do it."

"Okay."

Hearing the other line die, he frowned then powered up and shot a nearby warrior, causing the other to disappear in a flash of light. "THAT IDIOT!"

The other fighters stared at him in surprise and slowly backed away from him when he roared in anger and leapt into the air. Watching him shoot away, they looked at each other then returned to what they were doing.

Turles grimaced when she returned to his side with the large Elitist saiya-jin. "What did you do this time?"

Her lips curved upwards in a calculating grin. "Found out some important information Turles."

"What are you going to do with him?"

Glancing at Teeny, she shrugged. "Dunno yet."

"Want me to take care of him?"

"No…I think I'll send him to a refugee camp where a lot of kids were brought when they lost their parents."

"Why?"

"He likes kids, don't you Teeny?"

The gentle giant smiled and nodded. "I like playing games with kids."

"See, he's harmless."

"Hmm…I don't know."

"I do, he's a good hearted guy, doesn't care too much for this war."

"I don't like this war anymore than the next person but still…"

"Stop worrying Turles, I'll take the fall if he kills someone."

"Great, that's all we need."

Rolling her eyes, she punched him in his arm then laughed when he growled at her. "Don't be such a worrier, it isn't good for your health."

"My worrying is exactly what got you in this position."

"I know, isn't it great?"

"Only because you enjoy it so very much."

"Hmm…yes I do enjoy fighting."

"So what are we up against?"

"I'll tell you when we get back to the rest of the troops." Lifting into the air, she motioned for Teeny to follow her then headed back towards her force of fighters.