Super Saiyan: Arc

”What is wrong with me?! Am I really not fit for greatness?! Am I to be limited while others keep on growing stronger and stronger and unlocking legendary feats?!... I know I achieved quite a lot! I’m now above 100.000 of power level… I can fully control my Great Ape form and my tail is no longer a weakness… But that’s just it! Vennel became a super saiyan and so did the queen… Dammit, even Kaula became a super saiyan… And she seems like any other strong saiyan, not the special monstrous type such as Zucceta and Vennel… She is also only half-saiyan and could tap into that legendary power… So why can’t people like me and Mayze to reach it?! Is there some hidden requirement, like being born special or something?!” frustration dominated Natto’s heart as he stood alone at the central wasteland, at the very same site where he fought Miso, a couple days ago. The place was completely wrecked, filled with craters and most of its cliffs and rocky mountains where either badly damaged or completely obliterated, due to the tremendous battle that took place there, when the siblings went as far as almost fighting to the dead on their Great Ape’s self.

Natto chose that place because it was the indubitable proof that he was still too weak. He was too weak to protect his own Planet, he was too weak to protect the Saiyan Solar Empire, and mainly, he was too weak to make sure Tomoroko wouldn’t be harmed. It would only take Virtual Poi to decide to land on Planet Vegeta, while the Queen and her squad was away, fighting a war against the Arcosian Empire, to the saiyans face the risk of almost complete extinction again, and only Kaula had power enough to put up a fight for a couple of minutes. Natto, along with everybody else would just be cannon fodder, even if they were to transform into a Great Ape with the power ball. That would only make them easier to hit with their enormous bodies. ”The Great Ape transformation is not going to get us anywhere… It’s almost useless… The increase in power is handful, but there are plenty of disadvantages to it… And if he manages to cut off our tails, there goes the transformation! It’s too vulnerable to be of use against such a beast!” he gritted his teeth, clenching his fists to hard that he injured his own hands, making blood run down his hands, dripping on the cracked ground of the badlands, painting it with its crimson color of fury and moral defeat.

– Why?! Why?! Dammit! I’ve reached the power level required! I trained with all my heart and soul! Why the hell didn’t I transform?! Am I not special enough?! Am I not worthy of such a legendary power?! Is it because I’m not ruthless and merciless as the others?! Is it because I’m stupid?! TELL ME!!!! – he wasn’t asking anyone in particular. Maybe God, maybe the universe… Anybody who could answer his desperate cry for help. ”I want to transform! Why can’t I?! I’ve been doing my best… I’m not slacking off! I have important things to protect! Things I cherish and that are at risk! I need to become a super saiyan!!!” tears started running down his eyes, slowly at first, making him only feel angrier with himself. ”Stop crying, you fool! You are no longer a kid! Crying is not going to lead you anywhere!!!” he reprehended himself to no use, as his tear-flow increased as it started to pour down his face, making him fall to his knees, feeling like his own strength was leaving his body. Natto fell to his fours, watching as his tears wetted the dirt drop by drop in a constant flow. – I… I want to be stronger… I want to protect everyone… Please… - after the initial rage, he was getting into the bargain state of spirit. – I promise… If I were to reach such a power… I wouldn’t let anyone else suffer... The saiyans would be safer! Nobody would attack us, with four super saiyans to defend the Planet… It would be better for everyone… So, please… Please, body… Transform…! – his cries intensified further, to no use, as his power remained the freaking same, making him fall to his elbows, copiously crying, almost like a little child, to frustrated to digest the fact that the transformation didn’t respond to his inner most desire and he didn’t understand why. He wanted it so bad, more than anything else in his life, but it was useless. Nothing changed. Nothing at all…

Natto stood there, prostrating himself on the ground, crying for quite a while until his rage started resurging again. His eyes were burning from his cries and it was slowly irritating him. ”Worthless… I’m worthless… On the ground… Crying like a child…” his eyebrows furrowed intensely, and his teeth gritted too. His fists clenched and immediately after that Natto pounded the ground, making it crack for a long extension and to all sides. – DAMMIT!! – he shouted after the pound, tears still pouring down his face. – DAMMIT! DAMMIT!!! DAMMIT!!!!! – he shouted repeatedly pounding the ground, making a crater out of it that kept on getting deeper and deeper as he continuously pounded it with all his strength. Natto wasn’t at his full potential, since his weighted battle suit was on, restraining his power level to that of 26.200, but that amount was still far above most members of the elite, and his pounds were doing some terrible damage to the ground, but he didn’t seem to care at all, as the only thing that was inside his mind was his fierce rage and his intense disappointment with himself, and his lack of ability to tap into the desired legendary power.

Tired of prostrating himself, Natto pushed himself upwards, with a huge impulse, flaring his ghostly-white ki aura around his body, while he reached the clouds of the planet in almost an instant. As he reached the deep gray clouds that were gathering at that wrecked part of the wasteland, he screamed to his lungs contents. His scream was filled with pure rage and indignation, as he couldn’t accept his inability. – I overcame everything up until now! This cannot be my limit! I will not accept it! I will never accept it!!! I will transform!!! No matter what, I will transform!!!! – he shouted, bending his knees and elbows, with his fists clenched, in a power charging position. ”I will charge my power to its maximum!!! And then I will surpass it!!! I don’t care how much strain I will put into my body! If I can’t become stronger, than I’m useless anyway!!!” he thought to himself, as he started charging his power.

The clouds got darker due to his power influence, and started gathering more and more, covering the skies and making the rays of sunlight of both Vegeta’s suns to fade away. Thunder started roaring inside those clouds and quickly lightning bolts started falling from the clouds, grazing beside Natto’s body, but he didn’t care at all with that, he was completely immersed on his own self and rage. His veins started popping out due to the intense struggle he was putting his body into. The pressure was so intense that his head was hurting, like its popped up veins were about to blow at any second. His tail unwrapped itself, raising up, with its fur bristled. Shortly after that, his hear beat accelerated a lot, pounding so heavily that his whole chest started pounding, almost like a smaller version of one of the Great Ape’s transformation initial symptoms. – AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! I NEED MORE POWER!!! – his rage was his fuel and he kept on pushing himself forward. Natto was pushing both his ki energy and his body to its very limits, and little by little his muscle mass itself was being infused with his energy, augmenting it slowly, overcoming their natural state. He felt a surge of pain taking over all his body, like a shiver running down his spine and spreading everywhere, but his muscle mass had increased considerably, as he now tapped into a Power Weighted form, but it was still not enough. ”This is nothing! I can’t feel any difference!!!! That’s crap! I can’t settle with that! I’m getting there! I’m improving!!!! I’ll be able to do it!!!” his confidence rose a little bit, as he managed to alter his physical structure by infusing it with his own ki energy, but it wasn’t enough to make any changes. He had to keep on pushing forward and forward and he kept on charging his ki.

The clouds got so heavy that started raining in an instant, as his muscle mass increased. Oddly enough the rain didn’t start falling down slowly, it was actually pouring down along with the lightning bolts and thunder roars, that took over the whole place, giving it a rather sinister and sad aspect. Natto kept on pushing his body further and a little string of blood ran down his nostril as the pressure on his body was enough to blow some capillary veins on his body. His chest was pounding again and so were his arms and legs, like the muscles were about to pop out at any second. They pounded like that for a while with a few other drops of blood slowly running down his nostrils, all the way thought his lips, until they dropped, only to be evaporated by his ghostly-white ki aura, which was really large now, larger than ever before.

His muscle mass augmented even more, and he felt a surge of immense power flowing inside of him, like he never felt before. He went above his power weighted form, reaching a level of super Power Weighted form, making it become noticeable even at his base form, increasing a little of his own strength, which made him look at his own bloody hands in awe. ”W-what is this power?! Am I… Am I a super saiyan?!” he quickly figured out that he was still too weak to be considered a super saiyan, but he was definitely improving. ”If it wasn’t for my weighted battle suit, I would be almost as strong as Kaula’s suppressed super saiyan form now! And almost as strong as my Great Ape weighted suppressed form!!!” a faint smile appeared on his face, as he flew towards the ground with his full… speed? Somehow he was feeling his body heavier and his reflexes and maneuverability was somehow hindered. – What is going on?! – he exclaimed, with a rather puzzled expression as he looked back at his own brutally muscular body. He was bigger than ever before, more than twice his regular weight probably and that was taking some tools on his body. Other than draining his stamina quite a lot, it was also slowing him down considerably, which, combined with his heavy weights, would make that new form completely useless battle-wise, since his fighting style was based on counter and swift movements. To realize that only made him angry again, as he frowned his eyebrows, gritting his teeth and making blood drop out of his hands again, as he fiercely clenched his fists. – Dammit!!!! This is nowhere near the super saiyan transformation!!!! This is nothing like that!!! – tears came back to his eyes and made him furious.

Angry with himself, he delivered a strong punch to his own face, making his own self to sail through the air, losing his balance as he fell straight to the ground, hitting it so hard as he was absurdly heavy, that another crater was opened, tainting even more the already wrecked landscape. As he lay there, he started panting, feeling really exhausted. Slowly his body mass returned to normal and he felt his body going all sore, almost like he had been stomped by a Great Ape again.

He couldn’t help himself but to cry, sobbing as he did. ”Is this my limit? This coarse form…” he breathed deeply as the rain kept on falling on his face. He was almost giving up, but somehow Tomoroko’s face appeared inside his mind, making him frown his brows again, feeling a flame burning inside himself. ”I can’t give up! Not yet! I need to break through my limits!!” his body was exhausted due to the stress it suffered by being power weighted, but he slowly stood up again, staring at the dark clouds above himself.

It wasn’t over yet.

Tomoroko’s image on his mind gave him will power to continue his struggle in order to achieve the desired super saiyan transformation. ”She trusts me… She is counting on me too… She thinks I’m super strong and she is wrong… I have to become what she needs me to be… And not only what she needs, what the Saiyan Solar Empire needs too… I cannot give up… There’s too much at stake with that android roaming free… And not only that… There’s still a slight possibility that the queen and her squad gets defeated in Arcose… And if that happens, they will most definitely retalieate by attacking us… Even if we win against Arcose, we can still suffer some losts… And this will take its tools on our strength… I need to be ready to compensate these possible losses!” his eyes were staring at the thunder clouds, that roared with their might, throwing their lightning bolts to the ground in a loud thud.

Natto slowly closed his eyes again, and brought his hands to the side of his body, slightly bending his elbows and strongly clenching his fists. He spread up his legs a little, bending the knees, while keeping both his feet firmly at the ground. Natto opened his eyes and stared at the horizon, at no specific place as he started charging up his power. The young saiyan warrior was once again concentrating his power, which led him to flare his ghostly-white ki aura that was quick to engulf his whole body. A couple lightning bolts hit the ground right beside him, like they were draw close due to his impressionable power level, that was rising to its restrained peak again, making the clouds to get even darker and colder. The rain started to transform into hail and that caught Natto’s attention as he stared back up, seeing the big blocks of hailstone falling from the skies, which led him to think.

”The water is becoming ice… And it feels only natural… It’s transformation is natural… Why mine isn’t?! I mean… To become a Great Ape is something every saiyan can do as long as they have a tail… Even hybrids can achieve that form… But… A super saiyan… Is so strongly tied with our saiyan blood that even a halfling can tap into that power, meaning that if someone has at least a bit of its power they may tap into the legend itself… So what is blocking me?! I know I desire it with all my heart… But somehow it is not enough! Why can’t I be like the water and naturally evolve to hailstone?!” his eyebrows furrowed as he charged his power even further. The hailstones that came falling from the skies would break the moment they touched Natto’s ki energy aura, due to its sheer brutal power.

The answer wasn’t clear. The only thing clear enough was his desire. He was fighting against his own frustration and indignation, as he didn’t think they were the answer to trigger his transformation. He was now focusing on will power and desire with all his heart. ”Maybe the power weighted form is the path… I just have to push even further… I know my body will feel a lot of stress, but it’s my only clue so far…” he decided, as he closed his eyes, trying to remember how he infused his muscles with his own ki energy. Opening his eyes as he remembered, he gritted his teeth intensely as he started to use all of his strength and energy to try and transform. Slowly, his tail unwrapped again, with its fur bristling. Natto’s heart raced like crazy and his chest started pounding like he was about to start transforming into a Great Ape and, following that, his limbs started pounding too in a frenetic rhythm. – AAAAAHHHHHH!!! – he screamed as he kept on pushing his body towards its limits. It didn’t take him very long to reach the first stage of enhancement: his muscle mass was being infused with energy and the effort made his veins pop out like crazy all over his body, especially on his temples, neck and arms, overcoming their natural state. The pain ran down his spine like a shiver as he achieved his power weighted form again, but kept on pushing himself forward. ”Keep goin! Keep pushing!!! Come on!!!” he motivated himself, as his body kept on pounding over and over again. The pain was taking over his body, especially because he didn’t have any time to recover from pushing himself above his limits, minutes ago.

His ghostly-white ki aura expanded greatly, shattering to dust the hailstones that came falling down the moment they got near it. The bleeding started over again, coming running down from his nostrils but he didn’t care at all, he was focused on charging his power to its maximum potential. His power doubled as his muscle mass increased considerably as he reached, once again, his Super Power Weighted form. If there was any limit left to surpass, Natto would do it now, as he was adamant about it. His muscle mass augmented to such incredible levels, that his physical structure looked deformed, as he completely overwhelmed his own physical limitations. Blood started running down from his ears too, and his eyes were bright red due to the increased blood flow stimulated by his own ki energy, pumping up his whole body. Finally, Natto’s body reached its maximum potential, it was his maximum and finally complete level of Power Weighted form. On that form, Natto was three times bigger, heavier and stronger than ever before, reaching a power level beyond his regular self, even though he was still wearing his weighted battle suit that restrained his power level to a fourth of its true potential, which meant that, unrestrained, he would have reached a point near Kaula’s restrained super saiyan power.

”Such an incredible power! I can’t believe it! My muscles are able to go to such extents?! That’s completely unbelievable!” he stood there in awe for a couple of seconds, before his brows furrowed again, and he grit his teeth, realizing that this little victory meant absolutely nothing. The pressure was so much that his body felt like it was about to rip apart and the only thing that was holding him together was his sheer will power and drive to become the legendary golden warrior. – DAMMIT! – he screamed in both pain and anger, as he flew upwards. Natto dashed towards the endless hail, and started punching and kicking them as fast and fiercely as he could, to unleash his innermost rage. His body speed was feeble, as it was five times slower than he was used to, due to huge weight he gained, making him feel even more angry due to the limitation. The power weighted form had this immense strength, but at the cost of speed, making it a rather risky option in actual combat. Against a threat like Virtual Poi, it would mean death, since one single blow from the android would be more than enough to obliterated Natto, as he was now, from existence. He was still a mere bug, a maggot, like his brother used to say.

”How did she do it?!” he asked himself, getting angry as he thought of Kaula. ”She is the same age as me!!! She had pretty much the same amount of time to train and get stronger… Damn! She isn’t even trained by a saiyan… Though, her master devoured a super saiyan!!! This means that there was another one… That Athren guy… Dammit! Everybody is reaching the legendary status, but me and Mayze… What’s wrong with us?! Well… What is wrong with ME?!” he was fighting hi best not to give in to his frustration again, but the tears were insisting on filling his blood soaked eyes again, and it only made him angrier, as he kept on destroying the hailstones as they fell from the skies.

Natto didn’t understand what the difference was. How could she trigger the transformation and he, on the other hand, could not. His body was being put through a lot of stress to sustain his maximum power weighted form. The young saiyan warrior started breathing heavily as his body reached its stamina limit. His muscles were starting to revert back to their previous state, making him startle. ”No! I can’t lose my power-up! If I do that I won’t be able to reach it again today!!!” Natto bent his body, getting back into his charging position and started charging his power again, trying to gather every last bit of ki energy he had left. – COME ON!!!! AHHHHHH!!! – he shouted almost completely desperate as his aura engulfed his body, but even through all his efforts, his muscles were reverting back to normal. His eye sight was fading, and it irritated him so much, that tears started pouring down his face. – N-no… I… I c-can’t give up now… - but there was nothing he could do. He blanked out mid-air and his body fell to the ground, hitting the already exiting crater. The young saiyan fainted as his body was too injured on the inside, with his muscles almost ripped apart due to the effort he made.

Almost an hour later, Natto woke up. The crater he fell into was filled with hailstones, that covered most of his body, but at least the hail seemed to stop. The young saiyan started getting up, but ad he did it, he felt an enormous pain on his body. It felt like all of his muscles were ripped apart, so much they hurt. Natto moaned as he fought his self out of the crater by crawling with whatever remaining strength he had left, and as he reached the normal ground again, he turned himself over, laying with his back on the ground, starring at the cloudy skies. It was still dark even though it wasn’t nighttime yet.

Natto’s mind was running wild as he loathed himself for being so useless. Tons of images came to his mind, reminding him of everything he had lost due to his inability to take the wheels of his own life and protect the people he held dear to him. – Sugoro… Sukogoro… - the image of his caring foster-father smiling to him and taking care of him came to his mind, as did the image of his foster-brother, with whom he played quite a lot, having a wonderful time together, just to it switch to the sight of the destroyed Felucia, full of corpses and blood there were his doing. The tears came running wild from his eyes as his mind brought back the image of his father, Douchi, who was the only one on the whole Planet to have the patience to educate him about the saiyans and their history, even though he was furious with his own kind, calling them monsters, only for it to switch to the day he came back from the hell that was Argavat, and find out that his mother’s platoon was eradicated by some unknown enemy and the sole survivor was his brother, who was at a healing pod, badly injured and almost dead.

A year ago, if there were super saiyans, would someone be bold enough to eliminate a saiyan squad? Probably not, since the dangerous android also didn’t come into the picture until a few months ago. How much things would be different, were Natto a super saiyan back then? And the past wasn’t the only thing that was making him cry a river: he had so much to lose in this very own future. He finally felt like he belonged among the saiyans lines, going as far as being promoted to elite rank. He had met Rose, the bounty hunter, who was a friend now. He had met Xylo, the namekian and Beryl Roarke the earthling, who defeated him in combat, and he wanted to surpass them too. And there was Tomoroko, that wonderful girl that he met. Natto felt for her rather quickly, but she was a real jewel among the brimstones that the saiyans were, and he didn’t want anything bad to happen to her. Were he to become her mate or not, he wanted her to live a happy and long life and he vowed to protect her, but at his current state, he couldn’t do a thing.

And that was her, Tomoroko, again, that motivated him to get back on his feet. He would not give up on being stronger.

Natto was feeling rather weak at this point. His body had been pushed far beyond its reasonable limits, and even further beyond, to the point of unlocking a ki enhanced state that could give him some advantage in a fight, but at a very high price. ”That power weighted state… I have to think carefully before considering using it again…” he thought to himself, as he was well aware that he could kill himself due to a complete exhaustion in his stamina reserves. Other than that, to push his body so much in a place where he could not have some immediate and serious medical care would be too risky too. Luckily for him he was at his planet, but if it were to be attacked right now he would be less than useless. He understood his own limitations now and it did indeed frustrate him to such a large extent, that he was almost serene about it. His pride as warrior was completely shattered as he had been bested by many others. He was working hard this past month and his growth was monstrous, but if that was his limits, than all his hard work was in vain. And the worst part would be that of having made a hallow promise to the girl that shook the foundations of his very own life.

He was being overly attached to her, truth be told, but it was an honest feeling, maybe his most sincere feeling ever. She was a soul-sister, one he would have never ever dreamed of finding. Tomoroko’s ship came falling from the skies like a ray of light, illuminating all darkness of loneliness that haunted his life, creating such a strong bond, that he just wanted to protect it with everything he had. He could never forgive himself were he to fail and let Tomoroko be harmed like that again, or worse! He would hate himself if she were to die. With that in mind, he stared back at the dark clouds above him, frowning his eyebrows and clenching his injured fists, covered in dried up blood. As his power risen, the clouds answered with a thunder mighty roar; like it was challenging him to face the power of nature itself, teasing him as a small bug when compared to the might of the planet, and he accepted the challenge.

Natto brought his arms to the side of his body and bent his elbows, charging up his power as he flared his ghostly-white ki aura that was quick to engulf his whole body. However, as he charged his energy, he felt a shiver of pain spreading all across his body, making he grimace, as he tried his best to endure without losing his posture. He managed to keep up his feet on the ground and continue to charge his ki, and the clouds responding with another tease, as three bolts of lightning hit the ground around him, burning it with a loud discharge of energy. The saiyan grit his teeth. – I’m not afraid! – he said to the thunderstorm and, just after that, he bent his knees quite a bit, and gathered impulse to propel himself high up into the skies of Vegeta.

His body movement was slower than usual, even though he wasn’t power weighting himself. It was just that his body energy was almost completely depleted. On a normal situation, to be hit by a lightning wouldn’t do much of a damage to his body, but on his actual condition it could very well severely injury him, therefore what he was doing was utterly irresponsible and very saiyan-like. ”I’ve got to do this! I won’t let you down, Tomoroko!” he motivated himself, as he dodged one jolt of lightning with a barrel roll, making another shiver of pain to spread through his body. Natto growled due to the pain, but did his best to ignore it and keep on moving forward. ”My whole life… I’ve been letting people down… How many times did I allowed those important to me get hurt because I was too weak to help them… And how many times have I allowed those close to me to die, due to my inability to protect them?!” his anger was building up again, only stronger and more focused than before. The jolts of lightning multiplied and Natto had to give everything he had to dodge them, by spinning his body, turning to the sides, rolling backwards. As they started coming in a quicker succession, he had to try even harder and a lot of them started to graze right beside him. Suddenly, something snapped on his mind. He remembered what Rekiko told them and was startled for a bit. ”The power comes in response to a need… Not a desire… If only I could’ve done more for the people I cared about… And for the people I care about now, who are still alive and needing me to help them! Every saiyan on this planet that was wiped out once… They need saviors! And the one’s we have now are not nearly enough!” a couple tears came down his eyes, as he remembered about the time his father, Douchi, told him about the destruction of Planet Vegeta, being that the very story that made Natto vow to protect his race no matter what. ”All the time our race is in danger, the elites were there to save us all… Right now the queen is at Arcose fighting a war against our utmost enemies… She chose a squad of her most trusted warriors to go there… And the weakest of the elite were ordered to stay here… To train and be of use!... The power comes in response to a need… One’s must create that need!... I’m no different now from a helpless child!” his tears started to pour down his face and, as he got distracted, Natto got hit by a lightning bolt. – AAARRGHHH!! – he shouted, as he was sent flying down to the ground.

With all his remaining strength, he was able to interrupt his flight and stop himself in the air. His body was fried due to the jolt that hit him and he was almost losing his hope. ”I’m… I’m just not like Vennel… or Zucceta… or even Kaula… I just don’t think I have what it takes… NO!” before he could give in to his own demons of failure, he fought himself, frowning his eyebrows a lot, and clenching his fists again, as he flew back up into the skies, dodging another series of jolts of lightning coming towards him. ”No! If I give up I may lose Aspa, Miso, Rose, the saiyan empire… Tomoroko too!! I will lose them all!!” his mind was racing as his hear was being filled by a visceral rage and will power. He didn’t want to become a super saiyan anymore, he needed to become one. It wasn’t only about him, he had people counting on him, he had precious things to protect. His heart was racing like crazy as his will was now aiming towards what needed to be done, instead of what he desire for and by himself.

With that in mind, he kept on flying high up into the ski, as he saw an enormous lightning bolt coming his way. It was the mother of all lightning bolts as it was huge and it was coming almost feeling like it actually aimed at Natto. The young saiyan warrior gritted his teeth as he knew he wasn’t fast enough to dodge it anymore, as his body was moving on a speed of a lower class warrior now, so his only option was to take that bolt and repel it with his remaining energy. ”I… I cannot die here!... I need… I need to persist!” he thought to himself, as he pointed both of his hands towards the lightning bolt, with both palms opened as he wanted to repel the pure energy that headed towards him. A loud noise took over the skies, almost feeling like the world itself was shattering to pieces as the tremendous bolt hit his hands.

Natto had concentrated all his remaining ki energy into his hands, forming two small energy spheres that mingled together as a slightly larger one, and it was that energy sphere that received all of the energy discharged by the lightning bolt. The bolt concentrated itself as it hit the energy sphere, creating some sort of beam struggle that started pushing Natto towards the ground. He knew that if he was to hit the ground, he would receive all of that concentrated energy upon his body and there was a very high chance that he might not survive that, at his current condition.

The tears came down his eyes, but his eyes were filled with determination and purpose. It didn’t actually matter if he would become a super saiyan one day or not. If he needed to be one, he would. But nevertheless, there was people that needed him, should he be a super saiyan or not, and he was totally decided to be there for those people. He was angry too, very angry. ”I’m Natto! I’m a member of the saiyan’s elite! I will not be killed by a freaking lightning bolt!!!” he decided, as he kept on being pushed towards the ground. His arms were heavy and almost giving away, but his heart wasn’t even considering giving up, and, as his last resort, he flared his ghostly-white ki aura.

The struggle continued for a little more and when he was about to hit the ground, the faces of everyone appeared before his eyes. He could see Aspa mocking him for dying such a humiliating death; Miso was there too, saying that he was indeed a worthless maggot; Zucceta told him that if he was to die like that, he should consider himself less than nothing, while Kaula said that a guy like him would never become a super saiyan; Rose told him that he was too naïve to push his body to such extremes; Vennel laughed at him, and his tears poured down his face. Finally, Tomoroko appeared on his mind. She had that kind and beautiful smile and she reminded him that he promised to be by her side and help her. ”It is not only something I desire… It is something I NEED!!!” he narrowed his eyes as his feet came a few inches from the ground and, suddenly, a burst of power took over his body. He felt his muscles getting their strength back again and his stamina recovering at an extreme fast pace, as he started to push the concentrated energy back up.

Natto’s ghostly-white ki aura started to flash, as it gained strains of bright gold color that increased until his whole aura became bright gold. His muscle mass increased, but nothing compared to his power weighted form, as this increase felt completely natural and harmless to his body, as its tones became more defined. The skin became lighter due to the energy and light output of his new aura. His disheveled hair bristled, raising up quite a bit, and his tone changed from the natural pitch black color to that of light gold, making it acquire a flame-like appearance and so did his eyebrows. His eyes became infused with this new type of energy and their color changed from black to a greenish-blue color, before turning teal. Finally, as the natural floodgates of the body were open with the transformation, the excess energy irradiated from the body in the form of a pulsing, flame-like aura.

The “beam-struggle” that seemed unbeatable before felt light and depleted of any real pressure, as Natto fired the ki blasts from his hands, launching that concentrated energy high up into the skies. The energy hit the cloud, making a huge explosion, consisting of bursting ki energy and an enormous discharge of electrical energy. Natto stared at that, with anger inside of himself but also a strange feeling. He felt like he never did before and, as the skies cleared after the discharge of energy, he stared at his own hands and aura, completely awestruck by that. – I’m… A super saiyan! – he said to himself.

The young saiyan warrior struggled quite a lot, but he reached the legendary transformation of his race, as a reward for his efforts and as a tool to achieve what he needed to do: protect the things he holds dear to him. Shortly after that, as he slowly hovered back down to the ground, his flame-like golden aura faded away and so did his consciousness: his body was too weak to sustain the transformation and he fainted, but with a smile on his face.