[Namek] Super Fun Happy Making Friends Time

[Vad]

Everything in life came down to one moment. Your actions echo in eternity. It was this moment that fate had lead Vad to. As him and his squad of soldiers, accompanied by his wife and hers, marched forward from the gate to meet the General Fum and Gloo he smiled widely for the first time in over a year. There was little stopping him from charging both of the alien commanders head on. The fact that his wife was going to engage along with him was the only thing keeping him from going insane with bloodlust.

Vad stopped marching in unison with his wife. The green scouter in the saiyans right eye lit up and targeted both the generals in front of him. He took a deep breath, taking in the odor of war. Looking down at his right hand Zulenka opened and closed it, as if testing his muscles. After a few moments he clenched said hand into a fist and a serrated blade shot down from his bicep.

"Remember. Sync our vision. We'll attack both one on one and switch when we need to." Vad spoke into his mind, forming a round shield on his left forearm.

It all came down to this moment. Both him and his wife dropped into a stance. Beatrix fell into a natural Imperial Valkyrie stance while Vad assumed his custom blade fighting once. Glancing at his wife he smiled, the fear of death escaping his body.

"For you, Trixie." He whispered.

Retracting his weapons the saiyan threw his arms into the sky and bellowed loudly at the heavens. His blue aura exploded outward with a loud "BANG", throwing his soldiers from their feet. His mother's smiling face and his father's trademark scowl appeared in his vision as he felt his energy wells rupture. A single beam of yellow light shot upward from Vad as he continued to unleash his anger upon the world. Ceasing his scream, only his aura golden, the saiyan met the gaze of General Fum. With a piercing cry of pain Vad's hair shot upward from his body becoming spiked and golden in color. His eyes were the last to turn and as the final hues of teal settled themselves into the iris' of his eyes his aura expanded violently, taking the ground with it as it twirled like a vortex around the battle ready saiyan.

With a laugh Trixie followed suit and unleashed the piercing cry of the Valkyrie onto the battlefield. Bright pink wings fashioned of energy shot from her back as her hair turned a ghostly white. Tribal tattoos began to crawl up her now pain skin as her body grew in size to accommodate the increased muscle mass. Now standing slightly taller than her husband, bearing fangs and wings, she extended her hands. Her nails instantly took the form of razor sharp talons that were black as night.

With a mighty flap of her wings the Imperial Mistress was enveloped by a large black and pink aura.

They were ready.