Explode! Super Tyrant Lancer!

It was about time for Natto to make a real test of his newly acquired strength. Ever since he was a little boy, his brother had been stronger than him. They were never close as kids. Truth be told, his older brother despised him when they were young and only started showing some respect when he came back from Argavat a year ago. Even though, their relationship wasn’t that of companionship. They were more like acquaintances that frequently spared, with some sort of gentlemen agreement of not killing each other during the fight. Despite showing more signs of respect toward Natto, Miso still threated him as an inferior being, and that made Natto mad, as he wanted to prove himself to his older brother.

Deep inside he wanted to be recognized as an equal and start developing some family-like relationship, but not a regular saiyan-family relationship. Natto carved for bonds and his brother was the closest thing he had from a strong bond. And the one way he knew he could make his brother see him as a worthy saiyan was by becoming a better warrior. With that in mind, he sent a message to Miso’s scouter, challenging him to spar at the wasteland they usually went for training. After a few hours he responded, telling Natto to meet him there by midnight, because he was busy at the moment with some sort of assignment.

And then it was settled.

It was very late at night and the mountains of some desolated badlands on Planet Vegeta were calm. The dry wind was blowing in between the stones, making a ghost-like whistle. The gusts of sand were also very frequent as the wind blew. It was a rather peaceful and somehow sad scenery to watch but it wouldn’t be peaceful for long since, on top of two twin mountains there were two saiyan warriors staring at each other.

One of them was a 7’5” tall, a real titan with a muscular complexion and long unkempt hair that was somehow similar to the other saiyan’s hair on the upper part of it, but was long enough to reach his buttock. He was wearing a black colored battle suit with brown shoulder straps, tight and crotch guard with his tail wrapped around it in the traditional belt-like fashion. He were nothing but a black underwear underneath his armor. He had armored boots and fingerless gloves in the same color pattern as his battle suit. The saiyan also had one accessory band tightened around his left arm. He had a blue scouter on his left ear and an angry look on his face, as he stared to the saiyan on the other mountain.

– 16.965 power level… How did you get so strong, maggot?! – he asked in a rash tone.

Natto was in front of him, folded arms and a proud smirk on his face. His scouter showed his brother Miso power level of 7.400, which was now less than half of his own. To have overcome his brother was something that filled the young saiyan with joy and pride as he never could’ve imagined himself being the stronger sibling. But now everything was possible and he would completely defeat Miso without having to resort to something like grabbing his tail.

– Hehehe… Impressed? Well… I’ve been training quite a lot, brother! And I’ve finally surpassed you! How do you feel about that? – he asked jokingly.

– I think that you are too cocky for your own good, you fool! – he growled as he put his arms to the side of his body, bending the elbow. Miso concentrated his ki, summoning his light blue energy aura, showing that he wasn’t going to waste any more time.

In response to that, Narro assumed his traditional stance, with his left foot forward, knees slightly bended. His arms imitated his brother’s as he also concentrated his ki, manifesting his ghostly-white aura. He was excited about this fight as he would finally be able to completely dominate his brother. ”It’s a shame he is so weak now… I really wanted to experiment that thing…” he sighed with the thought. The truth is that Natto had been developing his strongest technic even further, which the goal of improving it to be able to deliver more power quicker, but would he try it here he may as well as kill Miso, and he wouldn’t want that.

Some clouds gathered around the place, maybe drawn by the sheer power of the two saiyans. They were thunder clouds and they could already hear their mighty roar as they approached slowly, covering the night sky in a deep darkness whose only source of light now was the aura of the saiyans about to fight.

The first lightining hit the ground as a sign of the start of the battle, as both saiyan dashed toward each other, leaving a trail of their respective auras on their way. Natto took the initiative as he was faster now, throwing a quick sequence of punches to Miso’s stomach, making him bend his body, screaming in pain. Following that Natto threw a strong uppercut, sending Miso flying up. Natto used all his speed to vanish and reappear behind Miso, hitting him with a full powered sledgehammer which send him like a cannon ball to the ground, opening a crater when he hit the ground.

”I-I did it!” Natto was impressed. It was the first time he managed to hit such an amazing combo on Miso, giving him no chance of defense whatsoever. Everytime they spared, Natto would be lucky to hit him once every combo he tried, but now everything was different! He was so fast that Miso could not follow and was completely helpless. A silly smile appeared on Natto’s face, as he got overwhelmed with joy. He was finally getting stronger.

Miso took his time to get up, feeling pain all over his body. As he looked up, he growled angry. In response to that, Natto floated down slowly, arms folded and a mischievous smile on his face. – What’s wrong? Too fast for you? Hahaha! – he laughed, being over confident.

– Annoying piece of shit! I will show you hell! – he shouted as he dashed toward Natto, ready to punch him in the face. For the first time ever, Natto could see his brother moving as he was in slow motion. Every single movement of his body in full speed looked like a slow frame of movement that was obvious to the young saiyan, as he got ready to counter. His left hand skillfully deflected Miso’s fist and taking advantage of the momentum, Natto’s arm bended, landing a powerful elbow to Miso’s face as his guard had been breached. The attack was powerful enough to launch Miso like a rocket into a mountain, making a huge hole on it.

Following that, Natto stretched his open palm facing that direction. – Let’s end this, shall we?! – he said before start shooting a sequence of ki blasts through the hole Miso made on the small rocky mountain. After some shots, he could hear a huge scream and the mountain was blew away but a powerful explosion wave from Miso. The saiyan was hurt, but seemed to still have some fighting spirit left.

– You just don’t know when to give up, do you? – Natto smirked, assuming his battle stance again.

Miso, on the other hand, smiled back, which puzzled Natto. It didn’t make any sense smiling since he was getting his ass kicked so badly by his younger and always weaker brother. One of the young saiyan’s eyebrows arched a little bit, as he tried to understand the meaning behind that smile. A couple more lightning bolts streaked the skies, painting some light into that pitch black canvas, as Miso took a couple steps toward Natto.

– I guess I should show your arrogant mug some real power! – he said, laughing a little bit. Miso took of his armored fingerless gloves, throwing them on the floor. The instant they landed they made a loud noise and cracked the ground, which made Natto’s eyes widen.

– Weighted armor?! – he asked incredulous. His scouter beeped with the sudden increase in power level, showing now a number of 14.800, which was dangerously close to Natto’s newly gained power level, evening the odds.

Natto’s arrogant smirk faded quickly as he got concerned about the fight. Deep inside he felt completely foolish as he always thought that his brother had been fighting with all his power every time they spared, which now proved to be untrue. ”No reason to be nervous… I’m still stronger than him and I already defeated him once… So I know for sure that his tail is still a weakspot… I doubt it will be easy to grab it again, so I’ll save it as a last resort…” as he was building up his strategy on his mind, his line of thought got interrupted by Miso.

– Do you really think I will let you get a hold of my tail again?! That was a onetime mistake, you fool! – he said, with a vain smirk on his face. Natto eyes widened quite a lot as both his brows arched. – H-how did you… - Miso interrupted him before he could even finish his sentence. – You looked at it for a split of a second while you were thinking, you stupid maggot! Your eyes are like an open book because of your inexperience! – he laughed.

The young saiyan gritted his teeth and furrowed his brows angrily as an answer. A lone drop of sweat ran down his right temple as he was feeling rather tense with that fight. ”I didn’t notice that… I have to be more careful!” he reprehended himself as he stared at his arrogant foe.

– Not always the strongest power level wins a fight! You may be stronger for now… But you lack experience. You are too naïve and foolish, you useless brat! Hahahaha! – he laughed loudly, folding his arms and waving his tail as challenge to Natto before wrapping it back around his waist. Natto felt the anger burning inside of him. He couldn’t believe that his accomplishments would be nothing. It was supposed to be his time to shine and overcome his obstacles. He was supposed to be an elite warrior by now, while Miso was still considered a middle class warrior. It didn’t make any sense and it was just plain annoying. With those thoughts in mind, his ghostly-white aura intensified as did his angry look.

– Enough!! I’m not a kid anymore! I will show you that I’m an elite warrior!! – he shouted.

Natto for the first time fought against his impulse of firing his continuous energy bullet as he got angry. It would be a waste of energy and Miso was probably expecting that. No, he had to save his ki for a more critical situation since the result of that battle was now completely unknown. Another lightning hit the ground followed by a huge roar from a thunder, announcing that the battle would start over.

The young angry saiyan took the initiative and fired one precise and quick ki blast that Miso deflected with his naked arm. Following that Natto vanished, reappearing behind Miso, trying to roundhouse kicking him on the back of the neck, but he bended his knees lowering his body, making Natto miss the target for less than an inch. Rotating the hips, Miso landed a powerful elbow to Natto’s stomach, making him bend in the air, screaming in pain. – Ugh!! – After that he used his other arm to fire a ki blast straight to Natto’s face, making him fall, awkwardly rolling back.

He screamed in pain as he felt his face burning with that blast and was blind for a couple seconds, enough to be grabbed by the back of the head by Miso, who used pushed Natto’s head toward his knee, in a powerful attack that made him fall back with a broken nose. Recovering his eye sight after that hit he was still dizzy but managed to flee from another powerful punch by fly away from it as fast as he could.

Miso’s punch made a whole in the ground, cracking its surroundings. Natto seriously stared at Miso, who was smirking as he got the upper hand of the fight, but the young saiyan wasn’t going to give up. He had recovered from the surprise attack and was about to start turning the tables. ”I have to remember my last training! I cannot attack in a blind rage! I have to wait for the right opportunity, otherwise he will destroy me completely!” Natto assumed his fighting stance as he waited for Miso to take the initiative.

– Already choosing the defensive strategy?! You embarrass me, maggot! Hahaha! – he said as he charged a deep blue energy sphere on his left hand, firing a powerful energy have towards Natto. ”Wait for the last second…” he stayed in his battle stance as the energy wave approached dangerously. When it was about to hit, he dashed, flying to its direction. Less than an inch from hitting Natto did a barrel roll, avoiding the blast to Miso’s surprise. – What?! – he was astonished by that, but recovered rather quickly as he sent another energy wave with his other hand. Natto managed to dodge the same way and closed in, appearing just before Miso. His right hand was glowing with a big flame-like energy that was rather impressive.

During the first barrel roll Natto charged his technic to its peak and kept on charging, breaking his limits. He felt a huge drain in his energy reserves but he had to seize that opportunity to end the fight. The energy concentration grew, becoming even stronger during the second barrel roll and he was ready to use that improved technic he had been trying to fully develop. It wasn’t anything fancy or anything, just a powered up version of his Tyrant Lancer, but it could really become an ace up his sleeves in the future, being that his motivation for developing that improved version of his technic.

Back to where we wore. Miso was astonished by Natto’s dodge which lowered his guard for the impending attack. Natto threw the super powerful energy punch to Miso’s chin, sending him rolling, flying through the skies. Immediately after that he stratched his arms, with his palm wide open and fired his huge energy wave, double the size of his regular one.

– Eat that! SUPER TYRANT LANCER!!! – he shouted with all he’s got. The energy wave engulfed Miso’s whole body, hitting him as hard as possible culminating in an intense explosion in the skies, with Miso on the heart of the explosion. After that attack Natto was panting deeply, feeling rather tired. He was apprehensive with the outcome as the smoke of the explosion took over the sky. More lightning bolts lit the skies as the smoke faded away and there was Miso.

The mountainous saiyan was there, with his battle suit substantially broken. His body was full of injuries. He should be unable to fight now, but Natto wouldn’t commit the mistake of lowering his guard again. – Do you yield? – he asked, with his fighting stance ready. Miso didn’t answer with words. He took of his armored boots, which landed like stones to the ground, cracking it, just like his gloves. Natto’s scouter beeped, indicating another rise in power level which made him quite scared even before looking at it. ”H-his power level is… i-is 29.600…! I-I can’t believe it…” As Natto looked to his scouter’s reading he became terrified with that huge power level. He never could’ve imagined that Miso was so strong.

”There’s no way I can beat him now…” he thought, feeling desperate for a while. However, quickly he regained his nerve as he started to analyze things through. ”Hang it in there, Natto! He may have this huge sheet power but he still have flaws! Dad had a power level of 6.000 back then and his tail wasn’t a weakness… As Miso’s tail is still a weak spot, he may have focused only on training his strength but forfeit such details… He is still more experienced than me but if I keep it cool I may be able to achieve a hard-fought victory…” thinking that made him become calm again.

Miso, in turn, landed on the ground staring directly to Natto with his huge and powerful deep blue aura engulfing his whole body. – This is my true strength! You’ve earned it, maggot, I’ll give you that! But now you’re are going to pay for what you did to my battle suit, my body and my pride! – he shouted as he dashed forward in an incredible speed.

Miso was almost twice as fast as Natto and even though the younger saiyan tried his best to apply a counter, he could only manage to barely dodge the tremendous punch to his face. Miso tried in sequence an uppercut to which Natto dodged by somersaulting backwards, landing with his knee almost completely bend, to give enough impulse. As Miso dashed again, Natto propelled himself as fast as he could, passing under Miso’s legs. As he reached his back Natto tried to grab his tail, to which he almost succeeded. But Miso was too fast now and jumped in the air in a back flip, landing with his knee on Natto’s stomach, making spit quite a load of blood while moaned in a terrible pain.

– I admire your guts, maggot, but I told you already! You are not grabbing my tail! – He said, pressing further Natto’s stomach, making him scream as he felt his ribs being shattered as he battle suit cracked little by little. Miso smirked and grabbed Natto’s tail as he was helpless under his knee. – ARRRGHHH!!! – Natto screamed frenzied by pain as Miso raised in high by his tail. The young saiyan was hanging in the air, his body feeling completely numb. All of his remaining strength faded away as he felt that terrible grasp, making his body feel so heavy that he couldn’t move an inch.

– D-damn… y-you… - it was all that he could manage to say as Miso laughed cruelly. The older saiyan raised his arm as much as he could, holding Natto tight and after a second holding him there, he started hammering to the ground. He hit Natto countless times, as his battle suit shattered to piece like some of his bones and to finish with a flourish, he flew high into the sky and as he reached enough altitude, he threw Natto to the ground with all his might.

Natto’s body made a huge crater on the ground, destroying some little rocky mountains around it. After that it started drizzling. Natto was almost completely defeated, but he refused to yield. ”Since Argavat I have not taken such a heavy beating… It sure bring back some painful memories that… Hahaha… But I survived that hell of a planet as a Kid, and I’m gonna survive now… I still have some ki left. I will give my everything now…” he strengthened his resolve as he struggled to stand up again. ”I have to use that technic again… That’s my only hope of succeeding… If I’m not wrong, Miso is all about melee… His energy waves are strong, but I think my enhanced Tyrant Lancer can do the job if I charge it to its full power…” decided, Natto started charging his ki in the form of a blue flame-like energy on his right hand.

Seeing that, Miso pointed his palm to Natto and smirked. – What do you intend to do on such a state?! I’ll blow you away, maggot! Hahahaha! – he laughed maniacally. They were almost crossing the thin line between an intense spar between saiyan warriors to that of a life-or-death sort of battle but neither of them seemed to care anymore. Miso took the initiative, firing a strong deep blue energy wave with his right hand targeting Natto. The younger saiyan, on the other hand, was still charging his attack to its full power and praying to be able to do that on time. As Miso’s energy approached, Natto finally fully charged his attack and flew like a bullet toward the energy beam.

– I shall prevail!! SUPER TYRANT LANCER!!! – he screamed as he punched the air before stretching his arm and shooting his full powered enhanced energy wave. A beam struggle took place and everything around that area began to crack. Rocky mountains were demolished, the rain intensified and began pouring down, and the lightning started being attracted to the intersection of the beams. For an instant it seemed like that would be a tie, but little by little Natto’s attack started taking the upper hand, pushing Miso’s beam.

– What?! How is this possible?! – he roared in disbelief.

– I WILL NEVER GIVE UP!!! I’LL OVERCOME EVERYTHING!!!! – Natto screamed as he felt pain taking over his whole body as he spent every last bit of his energy on that beam struggled. The young saiyan’s beam started to engulf Miso’s beam faster and faster and after a few more seconds, the older saiyan was hit by another huge energy wave that exploded fiercely. The explosion was so intense that the clouds were dispersed and the starts appeared again. Natto was panting deeply when his eyes caught the glimpse of Miso’s body falling down the skies to the ground, hitting it hard as it fell.

Shortly after that Natto started falling too as he had no energy to keep on flying, hitting the ground and screaming in pain. His body was battered. ”I… I d-did it… I c-could use… T-that technic again…” he smiled, proud of himself. Right now it didn’t matter to him either winning or losing. He was satisfied for being able to achieve what he did in this fight. Even against all the odds, he remained brave enough to face the challenge and did everything to overcome his weakness and try to gain the upper hand. He needed to do that since being a saiyan warrior meant that he would need to be prepared to sacrifice his life for the survivor of his race if it came to that.

However, that fight was far from over, as he heard Miso’s dragged footsteps coming in his direction. Natto didn’t know where he found the strength to keep moving forward but he did and stood up again, assuming a clumsy version of his fighting stance. Miso didn’t even bother assuming a fighting stance as he approached. As soon as they got into fighting range, their battle started over.

Miso clumsily punched Natto’s face, but the young saiyan held his groun, spitting blood and teeth, only to retaliate with a punch to Miso’s face, resulting in him spitting blood and teeth too. They started punching each other’s face over and over again, neither of them backed off, still holding their ground. After a few more punches they were barely conscious but were still standing in front of one another.

– Miso… I… W-will not… G-give… Up! – He said, as he threw another punch.

– S-shut… Up… Mag… got..! – he growled as loud as he could, almost without any voice left.

After a brief second staring at each other’s face, they coincidentally decided to give their all in one last attack. They concentrated all their strength in one last punch that would decide everything. They looked at each other in the eye, furrowed eyebrows both. Their fists clenched as they moved forward to attack, gritting their remaining teeth.

They hit each other at the exact same time with all the strength they’ve got left. After the attack, they stood there for a while, staring at one another, still competing to see who would lose his strength first. Natto tried his hardest and he was happy and satisfied with himself, but he couldn’t take it anymore and his consciousness started fading away and he fell to the floor, fainted.

He had been defeated.

Miso, in turn, also fell to the ground but did not lose his consciousness. His eyes met Natto’s unconscious body and a small smile appeared on his face. – T-this maggot… Is w-worth something a-after all… He… He… He… - he said to himself slowly closing his eyes. Miso sent a distress signal to Cacumber Capital shortly after that, asking for an emergency rescue squad to come to their aid, and after a while they were at the medical machine at the Capital, healing from the deep injuries from the intense battle.