11-12-2005, 06:30 AM
Not long after the elder saiyan?s outburst, the others turned their attention to Jack?s associate. They focused where their attention was needed, one could suppose. The pirate was disposing of this interruption. Bardock uttered his words, and launched the false moonlight. It didn?t travel very far before hanging just below the ceiling, the sphere diffusing its metamorphic ambience, bathing the saiya-jin in white brilliance. His pupils absorbed the light, the invisible brute waves absorbed by his brain, awakening the primal matter that lay sleeping dormant. Even if the power ball were destroyed now, it was far too late to reverse the transformation.
?Who are you to come back to again!?? a guttural voice growled. ?And you! You! Who are you to delve into my past!??
The voice changed tone, back to the velvety voice of a Spaniard. ?Today, I lay my demons to rest. Round one?s mine.?
Raditzu and Eighteen stared at Jack, watching him launch himself at the monstrous creature. Amazing how the other fighter was completely out of the picture. That was exactly why he was going this now. His black pupils dilated, and his body began to convulse. It was now that the two not involved in fight glanced at his changing body. With the last shred of cognitive thought, Bardock capsulated his bloodstained bandana and scouter, the only two things not suitable for the change. Everything else was crafted by the finest cobblers of Vegeta-sei, able to withstand the enormous girth of a fully-grown Oozaru. Bardock?s body began to expand, his physique exhibiting all the classic signs of change. Except, however, when it came to his neck becoming enlarged. The metallic collar that ringed his neck was refusing to budge. It was too late to go back now, unless his tail was severed, but no one was paying close enough attention to spare an attack. The black-haired fighter dropped to his knees, clawed hands grappling uselessly at the collar. His voice was no longer his own, but the beastly rumble of the fiendish ape. A strangled snarl pushed past his lips, his neck too small to be accommodated by Brim?s toy. He was slowly suffocating. Bardock?s face, now sprouting fur, was also turning a deep shade of purple from lack of oxygen. The snarl quickly became a gasping heave, the respire sounding more and more animalistic. Fattening fingers tore at it, dirty nails scratching marks in the finely polished metal. If someone didn?t do something soon, he was going to die, die of his own stupidity for failing to take into account that maybe these collars didn?t expand. Brim would surely be clever enough to be aware of a saiyan?s ability to transform by moonlight, and be able to have a means of control. But suddenly, a light on the surface of the leash flashed green, emitting a beep. Enlargement capability was granted unto the collar, the strange metal able to adapt and conform to Bardock?s rapidly thickening throat. It wasn?t getting smaller or thinner, but it just grew as proportionally as the brawler?s body.
?We?ve got places to go and people to kick. Let?s get a move on,? Raditzu urged, patience wearing thin.
Eyes of pure white were replaced with red. His massive weight was unable to be contained by the floor any longer. Bardock?s ape-like figure was now far too small for the hallway. The saiyan had been far enough away from the other three that it didn?t really matter?yet. They were absorbed in the fight with that thing.
If this doesn?t get Brim?s attention, then I don?t know what the hell will, Bardock thought, the brainwork feeling a little fuzzy. He had full and complete control of his actions during Oozaru mode, but the cerebration took more effort, more concentration. Should he choose to surrender that control, Bar become nothing more than a wild thing, untamed by the evolutionary process.
If he managed to grab Brim?s attention, Kao would surely be close at hand. It was, of course, a huge risk, putting everyone else in the construction in danger. Anyone above or below could fall victim to a cave in, or worse. If Burter Junior was still in the production building, or Katel had wandered in?
Before long, the being that had haunted Jack fell forward, dead. Or he appeared to be as such. The battle seemed to have taken its toll.
None of them realized that they?d been awake on the godforsaken asteroid for more than a day. The fatigue was bound to be affecting them in some way or another.
But not Bardock. Not now.
The hallway rumbled as the support beams were being crushed by his enormous back.
?Do you think you could have done that outside?? Rad demanded, pointing out that they were in liable danger of having the building collapse on them.
?When I said ?kick the shit out of,? this wasn?t what I meant!? Eighteen chimed in.
?You?don?t?understand?? Bardock grumbled.
?What?s not to get, Pop? You?re going to squash us like waffles!? his son protested.
Bardock refused to say more. How could he make them feel what he felt? They could never.
?Who are you to come back to again!?? a guttural voice growled. ?And you! You! Who are you to delve into my past!??
The voice changed tone, back to the velvety voice of a Spaniard. ?Today, I lay my demons to rest. Round one?s mine.?
Raditzu and Eighteen stared at Jack, watching him launch himself at the monstrous creature. Amazing how the other fighter was completely out of the picture. That was exactly why he was going this now. His black pupils dilated, and his body began to convulse. It was now that the two not involved in fight glanced at his changing body. With the last shred of cognitive thought, Bardock capsulated his bloodstained bandana and scouter, the only two things not suitable for the change. Everything else was crafted by the finest cobblers of Vegeta-sei, able to withstand the enormous girth of a fully-grown Oozaru. Bardock?s body began to expand, his physique exhibiting all the classic signs of change. Except, however, when it came to his neck becoming enlarged. The metallic collar that ringed his neck was refusing to budge. It was too late to go back now, unless his tail was severed, but no one was paying close enough attention to spare an attack. The black-haired fighter dropped to his knees, clawed hands grappling uselessly at the collar. His voice was no longer his own, but the beastly rumble of the fiendish ape. A strangled snarl pushed past his lips, his neck too small to be accommodated by Brim?s toy. He was slowly suffocating. Bardock?s face, now sprouting fur, was also turning a deep shade of purple from lack of oxygen. The snarl quickly became a gasping heave, the respire sounding more and more animalistic. Fattening fingers tore at it, dirty nails scratching marks in the finely polished metal. If someone didn?t do something soon, he was going to die, die of his own stupidity for failing to take into account that maybe these collars didn?t expand. Brim would surely be clever enough to be aware of a saiyan?s ability to transform by moonlight, and be able to have a means of control. But suddenly, a light on the surface of the leash flashed green, emitting a beep. Enlargement capability was granted unto the collar, the strange metal able to adapt and conform to Bardock?s rapidly thickening throat. It wasn?t getting smaller or thinner, but it just grew as proportionally as the brawler?s body.
?We?ve got places to go and people to kick. Let?s get a move on,? Raditzu urged, patience wearing thin.
Eyes of pure white were replaced with red. His massive weight was unable to be contained by the floor any longer. Bardock?s ape-like figure was now far too small for the hallway. The saiyan had been far enough away from the other three that it didn?t really matter?yet. They were absorbed in the fight with that thing.
If this doesn?t get Brim?s attention, then I don?t know what the hell will, Bardock thought, the brainwork feeling a little fuzzy. He had full and complete control of his actions during Oozaru mode, but the cerebration took more effort, more concentration. Should he choose to surrender that control, Bar become nothing more than a wild thing, untamed by the evolutionary process.
If he managed to grab Brim?s attention, Kao would surely be close at hand. It was, of course, a huge risk, putting everyone else in the construction in danger. Anyone above or below could fall victim to a cave in, or worse. If Burter Junior was still in the production building, or Katel had wandered in?
Before long, the being that had haunted Jack fell forward, dead. Or he appeared to be as such. The battle seemed to have taken its toll.
None of them realized that they?d been awake on the godforsaken asteroid for more than a day. The fatigue was bound to be affecting them in some way or another.
But not Bardock. Not now.
The hallway rumbled as the support beams were being crushed by his enormous back.
?Do you think you could have done that outside?? Rad demanded, pointing out that they were in liable danger of having the building collapse on them.
?When I said ?kick the shit out of,? this wasn?t what I meant!? Eighteen chimed in.
?You?don?t?understand?? Bardock grumbled.
?What?s not to get, Pop? You?re going to squash us like waffles!? his son protested.
Bardock refused to say more. How could he make them feel what he felt? They could never.
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