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Horit
Chapter 27
Horit
King Koda of Horit was amazed by his two guests. He was not exaggerating when he called the god sent. His planet was his goddess, it and he shared a deep bond. The years he spent serving Freeza away from his planet had nearly killed him. He was not meant to be away from this place, they were meant to be a part of each other until death when she welcomed him back into her embrace.
Before the two saiyans arrived he had felt that something glorious was coming but he couldn’t decipher the complete message his planet was trying to send him. Now that they were here he was flooded with a wave of hope and trust, Horit was ready to place itself and its people’s lives in the hands of these two saiyans and who was he to go against that.
He had a ship prepared that very night, setting the course to Planet Adift, a nearby planet that the Triad was staying while they planned their next assault on his planet. Bardock had insisted they meet the enemy head on. The entire plan sounded suicidal but Koda had to put his faith in these two strangers.
So as he saw the two off and their ships disappeared into the sky he went to his chambers and slept an inviting, meditative sleep. As he drifted he could feel the planet’s spirit wrapping around him offering thanks and assurances to doubts he never would have admitted to having.
Bardock didn’t really have a plan. It was somewhat unusual for him, he was normally good with strategy. However for all Koda’s advice he’d known painfully little specifics in regard to the Triad’s army size and fighting tactics. He had been able to share some of the geography of the planet they were headed to but it was mostly flat and uninhabited. He was going in blind and he’d just have to think on his feet.
They arrived on Adrift under cover of night. The planet was thrumming with movement, all of it coming from the absolutely massive army gathered on its soil. There didn’t seemed to be any lookout though. Bardock crept close to the camp and dug out a trench, he wanted to watch this group.
“The moon on this planet will rise soon, we can transform and take them,” whispered Turles. Bardock shook his head; he wanted to fight these aliens fist to fist he couldn’t enjoy his victory as an Oozuru. He had begun to remember what happened after he transformed be for he died but he had no opportunity to make any further discoveries.
“Why not?” asked Turles a little overly loud.
“What? Are you afraid take them on without transforming?” taunted Bardock. Turles set his mouth into a fierce scowl but said nothing else.
Bardock estimated the camp at 20000 men, most of pathetic strength but there were maybe 30 who would prove a good warm up. The highest power levels came from the center of the camp, the Triad was definitely there. They were strong too; they could take Horit on their own. They were stronger than a couple members of the Ginyu Force but not quite up there with Zarbon. At Bardock’s current level they would present just the challenge he was looking for.
“We take the Triad first and worry about the small fry later,” said Bardock. Turles looked shocked.
“There’s at least 15000 soldiers, you think they’re going to just sit by?” said Turles
“No, but if we take out their bosses they’ll scatter anyway,” responded Bardock as he began moving forward.
“Fine, if you get a second life I certainly should be able to negotiate one too,” muttered Turles as he followed.
They snuck in close, using their speed to their advantage. The soldiers were armed with scouters but most of them were drunk. They were spotted before they reached the heart of the camp though and Bardock took the opportunity to ditch his nephew as he’d been itching to do since they left Welver. This was his fight he could feel it in his spirit.
He found them with little trouble. It was more like they found him.
“Would you look at that, boys, a saiyan. Haven’t seen one of those in a while,” said one of them. He was blue skinned and built like a giant. His power level was the highest of three. This was Yorg.
“One of them killed Freeza didn’t it?” said another. This one was green skinned; he could almost be mistaken as a Namekian if not for the lack of antenna and the four burling arms. This was Darjin.
“Yes, but I heard he died in his victory. Couldn’t survive the planet blowing up after he’d killed the old tyrant,” said the last one. He was red skinned and more than likely of the same race as Jiece of the Ginyu Force. His white hair was cropped short and he was of stockier frame but they were definitely of the same race. This was Acrose, by all reports he was the brains of the trio.
“So you’re the Triad, I’m Bardock. I’ve come to kill you,” said Bardock as he stood before them.
The red skinned alien’s eyes widened in recognition, “Bardock you say? You wouldn’t have a brat by the name of Raditz would you?” he asked.
“Yeah, what of it,” confirmed Bardock.
Acrose’s mouth curled into a smirk.
“I was one of the ones Freeza tasked with finding and destroying the spawn of saiyans. I killed a hundred at least, but there was this one. I go to Planet Jensing, the little bastard was already halfway to death so I report into Freeza. I remember it clearly, Raditz, son of Bardock, Freeza made me confirm it a dozen times, wanted to save that worthless little thing,” spat out the alien.
“What was so special about that one, I must have killed two dozen saiyan brats myself,” spoke Darjin.
“I didn’t ask, I didn’t dare question Freeza but it was quite the buzz for a while. Freeza wanted to save him, Freeza wanted reports on his progress, Freeza personally came to watch training sessions he was a part of, Freeza even bothered to speak to that little insect,” said Acrose as he watched Bardock’s face closely.
“Jealous?” mocked Bardock.
“Rumor had it that it wasn’t the kid, his father had done something to piss Freeza off and he wanted the kid to suffer for it,” added in Yorg.
“Yeah, and Freeza was really pleased when the other saiyan in his collection started using the kid as a fuck toy,” said Acrose without taken his eyes away from Bardock’s face. Bardock knew he could see the anger his words had brought up.
“Yeah, I remember that Freeza laughed about it for days after he heard,” said Darjin.
Bardock had had enough. He charged at the three, knowing that he was playing right into Acrose’s plans but also knowing that that knowledge meant they were playing into his.
Horit
King Koda of Horit was amazed by his two guests. He was not exaggerating when he called the god sent. His planet was his goddess, it and he shared a deep bond. The years he spent serving Freeza away from his planet had nearly killed him. He was not meant to be away from this place, they were meant to be a part of each other until death when she welcomed him back into her embrace.
Before the two saiyans arrived he had felt that something glorious was coming but he couldn’t decipher the complete message his planet was trying to send him. Now that they were here he was flooded with a wave of hope and trust, Horit was ready to place itself and its people’s lives in the hands of these two saiyans and who was he to go against that.
He had a ship prepared that very night, setting the course to Planet Adift, a nearby planet that the Triad was staying while they planned their next assault on his planet. Bardock had insisted they meet the enemy head on. The entire plan sounded suicidal but Koda had to put his faith in these two strangers.
So as he saw the two off and their ships disappeared into the sky he went to his chambers and slept an inviting, meditative sleep. As he drifted he could feel the planet’s spirit wrapping around him offering thanks and assurances to doubts he never would have admitted to having.
Bardock didn’t really have a plan. It was somewhat unusual for him, he was normally good with strategy. However for all Koda’s advice he’d known painfully little specifics in regard to the Triad’s army size and fighting tactics. He had been able to share some of the geography of the planet they were headed to but it was mostly flat and uninhabited. He was going in blind and he’d just have to think on his feet.
They arrived on Adrift under cover of night. The planet was thrumming with movement, all of it coming from the absolutely massive army gathered on its soil. There didn’t seemed to be any lookout though. Bardock crept close to the camp and dug out a trench, he wanted to watch this group.
“The moon on this planet will rise soon, we can transform and take them,” whispered Turles. Bardock shook his head; he wanted to fight these aliens fist to fist he couldn’t enjoy his victory as an Oozuru. He had begun to remember what happened after he transformed be for he died but he had no opportunity to make any further discoveries.
“Why not?” asked Turles a little overly loud.
“What? Are you afraid take them on without transforming?” taunted Bardock. Turles set his mouth into a fierce scowl but said nothing else.
Bardock estimated the camp at 20000 men, most of pathetic strength but there were maybe 30 who would prove a good warm up. The highest power levels came from the center of the camp, the Triad was definitely there. They were strong too; they could take Horit on their own. They were stronger than a couple members of the Ginyu Force but not quite up there with Zarbon. At Bardock’s current level they would present just the challenge he was looking for.
“We take the Triad first and worry about the small fry later,” said Bardock. Turles looked shocked.
“There’s at least 15000 soldiers, you think they’re going to just sit by?” said Turles
“No, but if we take out their bosses they’ll scatter anyway,” responded Bardock as he began moving forward.
“Fine, if you get a second life I certainly should be able to negotiate one too,” muttered Turles as he followed.
They snuck in close, using their speed to their advantage. The soldiers were armed with scouters but most of them were drunk. They were spotted before they reached the heart of the camp though and Bardock took the opportunity to ditch his nephew as he’d been itching to do since they left Welver. This was his fight he could feel it in his spirit.
He found them with little trouble. It was more like they found him.
“Would you look at that, boys, a saiyan. Haven’t seen one of those in a while,” said one of them. He was blue skinned and built like a giant. His power level was the highest of three. This was Yorg.
“One of them killed Freeza didn’t it?” said another. This one was green skinned; he could almost be mistaken as a Namekian if not for the lack of antenna and the four burling arms. This was Darjin.
“Yes, but I heard he died in his victory. Couldn’t survive the planet blowing up after he’d killed the old tyrant,” said the last one. He was red skinned and more than likely of the same race as Jiece of the Ginyu Force. His white hair was cropped short and he was of stockier frame but they were definitely of the same race. This was Acrose, by all reports he was the brains of the trio.
“So you’re the Triad, I’m Bardock. I’ve come to kill you,” said Bardock as he stood before them.
The red skinned alien’s eyes widened in recognition, “Bardock you say? You wouldn’t have a brat by the name of Raditz would you?” he asked.
“Yeah, what of it,” confirmed Bardock.
Acrose’s mouth curled into a smirk.
“I was one of the ones Freeza tasked with finding and destroying the spawn of saiyans. I killed a hundred at least, but there was this one. I go to Planet Jensing, the little bastard was already halfway to death so I report into Freeza. I remember it clearly, Raditz, son of Bardock, Freeza made me confirm it a dozen times, wanted to save that worthless little thing,” spat out the alien.
“What was so special about that one, I must have killed two dozen saiyan brats myself,” spoke Darjin.
“I didn’t ask, I didn’t dare question Freeza but it was quite the buzz for a while. Freeza wanted to save him, Freeza wanted reports on his progress, Freeza personally came to watch training sessions he was a part of, Freeza even bothered to speak to that little insect,” said Acrose as he watched Bardock’s face closely.
“Jealous?” mocked Bardock.
“Rumor had it that it wasn’t the kid, his father had done something to piss Freeza off and he wanted the kid to suffer for it,” added in Yorg.
“Yeah, and Freeza was really pleased when the other saiyan in his collection started using the kid as a fuck toy,” said Acrose without taken his eyes away from Bardock’s face. Bardock knew he could see the anger his words had brought up.
“Yeah, I remember that Freeza laughed about it for days after he heard,” said Darjin.
Bardock had had enough. He charged at the three, knowing that he was playing right into Acrose’s plans but also knowing that that knowledge meant they were playing into his.