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Jica spun, throwing her foot into the air as she did. She wasn't really sure what she was doing, not having been properly taught how to fight, but her body knew how. She followed what her body told her to do. Apparently, before she took over, she was a very fluid fighter. Every strike seemed to flow into another one. If not into another one, then into a well defended position.
The thought of feeling bad about taking over her body passed through her mind but if she were being honest with herself, she couldn't being herself to care. The girl before her was likely just as sadistic as the rest, being a Saiyan and all. Sure, she seemed to be a coward according to the other three Saiyans but that didn't mean she had been a good person. After all, her body's instinct had taken over fairly well when she was on planet Tritek. She had taken lives without right until after she was done. She would have never done that before. The only explanation was either the PSDS or her own body's instinct.
Sitting in her space pods was a small pile of fruit she found. They looked like large yellow pears. She didn't find any animals for meat but that was fine.
Still moving on the grass, she was trying her best to get used to how her body wanted to move. It was odd. Her body was so similar to a human’s, feeling so similar, yet it wanted to move in such different ways that felt both natural to her body and unnatural to her mind.
Her scouter beeped at her indicating a high power level rapidly approaching. She slowed to a stop. A burst of power and Raditz was falling down to the ground. In his hand was a flailing, crying baby Gohan. It hurt her to see but was more of a relief than anything.
“That isn't Kakarot. His kid? I saw a tail.”
“Yes, that's his brat. The imbecile has grown soft and thought he could fight back. I had to beat some sense into him and take his child for good measure. If he knows what's good for him, he'll come crawling to us to let him join.”
The tall man hopped down to his space pods and roughly tossed the boy inside.
Raditz started talking before he touched down beside her again. “He has grown attached to the dirt ball and those on it. He is to bring us one hundred bodies or we kill him and everyone else. Either way, we're taking the brat. He may only be half Saiyan like you, but at least we won't be leaving this mission empty handed.”
Jica’s fists clenched unwillingly. “That's not our mission. We were sent to bring back Kakarot, not genocide the people here!”
If looks could kill.
“This is standard, as you well know. Clear the planet of intelligent life and sell it. If you can't take that, you have no business with elites like us. Are you saying you're too weak to do your job?”
The way he said it told her he'd kill her if she said she couldn't. Whether he would do it at this point though, part of her wasn't sure. She remembered him being a bit of a coward in the show. Maybe he wouldn't be able to bring himself to do it.
She didn't want to push her luck though.
“Forget it.”
She pointed Raditz toward the fruit she found and waited. She knew that Goku and Piccolo would be here soon as long as there were no major changes.
Fate decided not to scorn her it would seem. Just a short while to wait and their scouters went off at the same time, indicating two high power levels heading their way. She did her best to calm her shaking hands. This was do or die.
The two touched down and a golden cloud flew off into the distance. Goku stood tall, his bright orange gi the same as it had always been.
“Raditz! Give me back my son!”
“Well well well, it seems my dear little brother is the rebellious type. And look at this, he brought the green man as well.” The long haired man tossed the yellow fruit in his hand over his shoulder. He crossed his arms. A dark laugh escaped him.
“I admit, I wondered who that second insignificant blip on the scouter was. To think it was just you.”
“Enough talk. You know why we're here.” Piccolo quickly pulled his cape and turban off. They hit the ground with a loud thud. Goku clearly looked surprised.
“Huh, Piccolo? I had no idea you trained with weighted clothing too!”
“What, you thought you were the only one?”
The banter between them was surprisingly light. Goku quickly followed suit, pulling his boots, wristbands, and undershirt off. They all made the same thud that Piccolo's clothes did.
“Do you two really think you stand a chance against us? I don't think you could even take me by myself.” Raditz mocked.
“By all means, do you wanna test that theory?” Jica spoke up. Raditz looked at her with a suspicious eye. It looked like he was trying to analyze her.
“You know what? I would. You stay out of this for now Jica.” She nodded and floated backwards. She touched down and sat on one of the plateaus nearby, letting her legs dangle off the side. It would be easy to watch from there.
“Cocky bastard. Whatever, it makes our job easier. Ready Goku?”
“Always!” The excitable man responded. He launched forward, the Namekian following close behind. The two of them threw flurries of attacks so fast they were hard to follow. Raditz struggled to block and dodge all of them at first. Finally seeing an opening, he fucked between them and elbowed them both in the back. They flew back from the blow. It took nearly no time at all for the both to catch and throw themselves back at him.
Raditz hit Goku first this time, throwing him into the air. Piccolo did his best to keep him busy. In the air, Goku took the opportunity to charge a Kamehameha. Piccolo dodged back as he launched it down at them.
Raditz dodged backwards. He was obviously surprised when the beam bent and chased after him. He batted it away just in time. Piccolo was already rushing him when he did.
He dodged back when he saw Jica flying at them. Raditz didn't react in time, not expecting her. Her foot connected with his scouter, shattering it. The man flew back and landed with a flip.
“Jica! What is the meaning of this?” Jica didn't respond, instead pulling her scouter off and dropping it to the ground. She stomped on it, shattering her own as well.
New Quest:
Defeat Raditz
She glanced toward the two he was fighting. They had stopped to see what was happening but remained defensive.
“They have kept you on the defensive this entire time. They're strong, stronger than you expected. We don't have to listen to Vegeta, or Frieza, or anyone! We can join them instead! We can actually do our best to live peaceful lives here instead of slaughtering countless innocents!”
Raditz’s face contorted. It finally landed on something like anger. “You fool! Do you truly believe something so foolish?”
“I do. Nappa and Vegeta would be here within a year at the earliest! That is plenty of time to train to defeat them. And Frieza would likely never bother coming after two runaways, Saiyan or not!”
He stayed silent for a moment. She knew he was debating it. He shook his head. “No.. you're a fool. Not only a fool, a dead fool! We have grown tired of your weakness for too long! If you wish to join them, then fine! You will die along with them!”
Dark purple energy gathered in his hand. Faster than she could dodge, it flew toward her. She knew she couldn't get away, so she braced herself, doing everything she could to tank the hit.
It didn't last long. The two Raditz had been fighting threw themselves at him once again. Jica dropped to one knee. Her forearms were raw and dripping blood. She pulled up her Hp.
HP: 47/115
Shit. She knew that would hurt but that was a lot more than she had hoped. She laid her hand on the grass, catching her breath. She looked up just in time to see the very same attack that took Piccolo's arm in the show. She winced seeing them crash down to the ground.
Raditz touched down in front of them, laughing. “Have you seen my arm? You can't miss it, it's green!”
While his defenses were down, she charged at him as quick as she could. She managed to land a strong kick to his back. He turned, a fist outstretched to hit her. Luckily, she was already spinning with the momentum of her kick so the hit brushed off of her. She spun and threw a punch at his face. He ducked back and kicked at her faster than she could react to.
She tumbled across the ground before sliding to a stop. She saw Goku already engaged with him again and Piccolo charging his Special Beam Cannon in the distance. Shit, she really wanted him to swap to their side! It would really help down the line. She had to act fast.
She threw herself toward them again. This had the unintended consequence of distracting Goku enough for Raditz to get a hit in, but nothing too bad. She joined him in his attack, pushing Raditz back more and more. Goku managed to land a heavy kick to his abdomen that threw him back into the cliff side. As he pulled himself to his feet, she tried again.
“Raditz, you're outnumbered. You're tired and now you're wounded. You can't keep this up and you know it! Please, we can-”
He cut her off with another quick blast. She managed to dodge this one at least. He rushed at her but Goku came to her rescue. He had managed to grab his tail!
Raditz stopped in his tracks and fell to his hands and knees. Piccolo yelled to them, “Good, hold him like that!”
She could see the panic on Raditz's face and hear it in his voice. “W-wait Kakarot! Jica is right, we don't have to fight! I can- I can leave! I can leave and never return!”
Goku responded by squeezing harder. A pained gasp escaped the tailed man. “Yeah right, like I would believe that! You kidnapped my son and demanded I kill a hundred people. I'm not that stupid!”
“I was wrong Kakarot! Please, I'll leave and never return. Just let me go and we will never return! I swear it!”
Jica could see Goku's resolve wavering. “Don't do it! He's lying to you. If he's let go, even if he leaves, he'll only come back with more help.”
She crouched down in front of him, looking him in the eye. “Look at the position you're in, Raditz. Please. I know Vegeta is strong, but so are you! So is everyone here! If there's anywhere to go to get away from them, from this life, it's here.”
She could practically see the cogs in his brain turning. “Maybe you're right..”
Jica, though still nervous, nodded at Goku. As soon as the tail slipped from his hands though, he kicked Goku hard. Seeing this as his last chance, Piccolo loosed his attack. Raditz tried to move out of the way but it still clipped his side. The beam flew onward, colliding with and destroying an entire mountain. Jica leapt backward, loosing her own Tri Beam. It hit him head on. She collapsed onto the ground, clutching her chest. She pulled up her health.
HP: 8/115
That's not good. She really didn't pay attention to her health. She couldn't even bring herself to her feet, unlike Raditz. He was bloody and beaten and his armor was shattered in multiple places. There was a gash in the side where Piccolo's attack had nicked him.
He must've seen that Jica was down because he ignored her. He went over to Goku who was pulling himself back to his feet. A swift kick to the ribs flipped him over onto his back. “You're all fools! To think you could defeat me! You were stronger than I expected, I will admit, but in the end you never stood a chance.”
He stomped down onto Goku's chest. She could hear something crack all the way from where she was. Try as she might, she just couldn't get herself to move past the pain. This wasn't good. This wasn't how this was supposed to go. She really had less of an effect on this fight than she had hoped, or even expected. The only difference between this one and the original was-
A crash from the space pods drew the attention of them all. There, in the air, was a young boy. “Stop hurting my Daddy!”
The boy flew faster than any, even Jica, expected. He slammed into Raditz head first. They both hit the ground. Raditz clutched his chest, trying to breathe. Gohan quickly crawled over to his father, crying over the state he was in and so much more.
Jica tried one last time and was finally able to get to her feet. She held her side and wiped her mouth. Blood.
“Raditz. Please. This is the last time I will plead with you. Stop this senseless fighting! You're not fighting to survive at this point, you're fighting to live a life you don't even want! I know you don't like this constant murder as much as I don't! We're all strong and we can get even stronger! Hell, even the boy has massive potential, as we all just saw! Please. Give it a shot. What do you have to lose?”
She hoped against hope that this would work. She was no Naruto, she knew she wasn't some Talk no Jutsu expert like he was, but she was trying her damnedest.
A pained laugh escaped him and he forced himself to sit up. “That little brat is far stronger than I expected him to be..”
He looked over to Goku, who was trying his best to console Gohan. Then to Piccolo, who was cautiously approaching them.
“You know this is suicide, right?”
She chuckled and coughed. She had to wipe the blood she coughed up away. “Yeah. I know it probably is. But I'm tired of this life. I'd rather fight and die than live and continue the way we have been.”
He breathed a long sigh. “Fine. We're going to die.. but fine. Let's do it.”