The Amnesia Saga

Chapter Two

By Maria Cline

 

A week passed ever since Orang and Bluberri was found.  Banan and his group couldn't find anything that would explain how did Orang and Bluberri came to Lotcamel.  Orang and Bluberri lived in the vast castle and were being taught various lessons about their new home.  King Rasin had been very generous to the two.  He gave them clothes, books on their world, and all the food they can eat.  The last part was very generous since Orang discovered that he needs to eat as much as twenty Fruans.  Orang and Bluberri's friend and fellow alien, Tomata, had been very helpful in getting Orang to know his own body.

 

One day, as Orang was practicing ki exercise, he noticed Tomata taking out a book in strange symbols.  It wasn't like the Lotcamelian language.  "What's that?"

 

Tomata looked up with a shocked expression.  "Oh, this is my scribe.  My last Saiyan possession.  My father gave it to me before he got executed and I got exiled."

 

"You never told me about why you got exiled in the first place.  Every time I asked you, you just changed the subject."

 

Tomata closed her eyes.  Orang wasn't like any other Saiyan she can remember.  Most other Saiyans would just ignore her and treat her like scum.  Orang had been like very curious about her.  He constantly asked questions about her former home and her previous life.  She couldn't tell him.  Bluberri treated her with less curiosity.  She could tell that Bluberri was jealous of her.  "You're going to keep on asking me, aren't you?"

 

"Yeah.  Of course."

 

Tomata rubbed her tattooed face and shuttered.  "I might as well tell you.  Orang, you are so kind."

 

"Is it okay if Bluberri knows too?  I mean, I think she feels kinda left out since we're both Saiyans and we don't know what species she is."

 

Tomata nodded.  "Okay, but no one else.  Not even my fellow Fruans know about this."

 

Orang grinned and patted her on the shoulder.  "Okay." He ran off into the castle in a blur.  A few minutes later, he came back with Bluberri in his massive arms.

 

"What's going on?" Bluberri demanded as she got out of his arms.

 

"I'm going to tell you as much as I can about myself.  Orang have been bugging me for a week about my tattoo and I thought I might as well tell you both."

 

"Why are you telling me?  You and Orang are both Saiyans."

 

"Orang insisted."

 

Bluberri smiled at Orang who was scratching the back of his head embarrassed.  "I didn't want you to feel so left out." he explained.

 

Blueberri turned slightly red at her response.  "Thanks."

 

"No problem."

 

Tomata ran her hand through her wild black hair.  "Okay, the reason I was exiled is that I'm an oddball by Saiyan standards.  You see, I told you that Saiyans are a race of destructive warriors who often go around cleaning out planets for other aliens.  Despite, the Saiyans' destructive side, there were a handful of us who hide and protect the Sacred Legends and the Prophecy.

 

"You see, my father taught me about the true origin of the Saiyans.  A long time ago, on an unknown planet, there was a race of beings that we call the First ones.  The First ones were very weak but smart.  They lived in caves and feed off of their kills of animals.  Gradually, out of the First ones, people with tails started to become born.  At first, they were considered weak since they needed food more than the Firsts.  But, they were proven wrong when the tailed people become stronger, faster, and more fierce than the Firsts were."  Tomata smiled a little, "We don't know who the Firsts were but we believed that they still exist."

 

"How did the Firsts and the Saiyans get separated?" Orang asked as Bluberri stare on in amazement.

 

"It was believed that the Tuffles came to the First's home world and discovered the Saiyans.  The Tuffles were amazed at the Saiyans power and took all of them to their planet with their highly advanced weapons.  They did many experiments on the Saiyans.  They even made it so they can evolve into giant monkeys by the light of the full moon.  Don't ask me why or how.  After the Saiyans destroyed the Tuffles, my family discovered the Tuffles records but couldn't find out where the First’s planet is.  We tried to talk to our king about it but he refused to believe that the powerful Saiyans would come from such a weak race.  So, the Saiyans contact more aliens and started to destroy other planets.  My family grew worried that someday, the Saiyans may destroy the First’s planet.  We began to protest to the new way of fighting.  Unfortunately, no one listened.  I mean, the Saiyans hated to believe that they were originally intended to be merely slaves.  My great-great-grandfather decided to quiet down the protests and have his descendants train so they can find the First planet.  It was hard.  My family dedicated themselves to not only finding the planet but making everyone believe that the planet Vegita wasn’t their home planet.  Eventually, we were caught.  Freeza, the Saiyans’ latest employer, had my family executed.  I was a little girl at the time but I was punished as well.  King Vegita showed a little mercy to me.  He cut off my tail, revoked me by my Saiyan name and just merely called me ‘The Exiled’, and have this on my forehead.  I was so humiliated.  Shortly after that, he sent me off to space with no navigation controls and no scouter.  The Saiyans sent me off to exile.  I don’t know what happened to them after that.  I crash landed on this world.  The inhabitants took me in after they saw my strength.”  Tomata smiled, “I was even given the name ‘Tomata’.  I told them about the Saiyans and how deadly they are.  I even told them about Freeza and the Cold Empire.  It’s been over twenty years since my exile and I still fear the day Freeza and the Saiyans come.”

 

“I’m sorry, Tomata.” Bluberri said as the Saiyan stared down.

 

“Yeah, but maybe the Saiyans changed.  After all, I’m not like the Saiyans you told me about and my clothes are different.” Orang said optimistically, “I got a question.”

 

“Go ahead.” Tomata said.

 

“Why were your family so interested in finding the Firsts?”

 

Tomata smiled softly.  “It’s believed that when the Saiyans and the Firsts meet again.  Their children will gain the super strength of the Saiyans and the softness of the Firsts.  A new race might be born.  In fact, it’s also believed that when Saiyans meet the Firsts again, the Saiyans will gain more power and yet have a purer heart.  But, I don’t know anymore.  If Freeza didn’t see it, he didn’t conquer it.  It might be destroyed by now.”

 

“Don’t believe that!” Orang yelled out startling the women.  “I may not know a bit about Saiyans or Freeza but I do know that you can’t give up hope.  Maybe a Saiyan already made contact and you didn’t know.  A lot can happen in twenty years.”

 

Tomata remained silent as she stared ahead.  “Have I ever mentioned how much you’re not like other Saiyans?” She finally asked.

 

Bluberri spoke up.  “Orang is right.  Maybe, Freeza is dead or the Saiyans changed.”

 

“An entire race can’t change in twenty years.  I appreciate the concern but I’ll be fine.  Orang, I have to teach you all I can about your Saiyan nature.  What I told you is just the beginning and we might need to prepare for the Saiyans if they arrive.”

 

“I want to help.” Bluberri spoke up, “I may not be as strong as you two but maybe I make some weapon.”

 

Tomata nodded.  “Okay.”

 

The three stood in silence as the sun slowly sailed to the East.  Out of nowhere, a growl came out startling everyone.  Orang looked down at his stomach.  “Sorry, can we eat now?”

 

*****

 

Tomata and Orang ate in huge amounts of food as usual as everyone else ate.  Tomata’s style of eating had been known for a long time.  Bluberri picked at her food.  Still she couldn’t help but feel out of it.  Orang and Tomata have so much in common.  They’re both the same species, they have similar eating habits, and they even have a love for fighting that seemed to reflect it in their eyes.

 

After the huge meal, Dr. Prun spoke up at the table.  “Bluberri, I discovered something fascinating about your mysterious box.”

 

“What is it?”

 

“Let me show you in the lab.  It’s incredible.”

 

“Good.” Bluberri was relieved.  She had been curious about her strange box.  It was her only possession besides the clothes on her back.  What purpose does it have?  More importantly, does it have any clues to her being?

 

“I’m glad.” Orang said as he grinned, “Maybe, we’ll find out what species you are.”

 

Bluberri smiled at Orang.  “I know.”

 

Tomata, Orang, Bluberri, and Dr. Prun went down to the lab where many objects were seen.  “As you can see, I discovered that those cylinders have many things in there.”

 

He gestured to the objects.  “They are very different from our technology.  This is a mode of transportation.” He said as he gestured to a hover bike.  “I believe that these cylinders holds different objects in a way that I’m still trying to figure out.”

 

“What kinds of things?” Bluberri asked excited.

 

Dr. Prun looked over at the other objects.  “A mechanical robot of some sort.  Another mode of transportation.  It’s amazing.  I even found a house.” He said as he gestured to a wall with part of a building sticking out.  “I found out that a house is inside it and if you release the object in a small area it gets blocked off.”

 

“Is there anything that can help us know who we are?”

 

Dr. Prun shook his head.  “No.  No papers, no identification, not even an indication of where you’re from.”

 

“Great.” Bluberri moaned as she sat down on a chair.  Orang put his arm around her shoulders and sat beside her. 

 

“It’s okay.  Maybe, someone is looking for us right now.”

 

“But for how long?”

 

“I don’t know.”

 

Tomata spoke up, “Orang, why don’t we do some training right now?”

 

“I... don’t know.  Are you okay with that, Bluberri?”

 

Bluberri gave off a short laugh.  “I’ll be fine.  Go, train.  I have to stay here and examine my stuff.”

 

“Great!  Let’s go, Tomata!” Orang yelled out as he grabbed his fellow Saiyan’s hand and dragged her outside.

 

Bluberri watched as the two ran off.  “Don’t mind me.” she muttered.

 

*****

 

Tomata and Orang’s punches can be heard all across the Fru kingdom.  Banan watched in awe as the two Saiyans fought in mid-air.  He smiled as Orang punched Tomata down to the ground.  The female got up and smiled at him.  “You’re good.” She complimented.  “You must be a Super Elite if you are able to gain that much power over me in a mere week.”

 

“You think so?  What’s a Super Elite?  Are you an Super Elite?”

 

“No.” Tomata replied, “Second class warrior.  It’s odd though.  Your hair is that of a third class warrior.  You might’ve been promoted but I don’t know.”

 

“What kind of classes to Saiyans have?”

 

Tomata sighed.  “There are three classes of Saiyans.  The Super Elite, the Second class, and the Third class.  The Super Elite are the royalty of the Saiyans.  They are like King Rasin and the other lords.  The Super Elite are the most powerful of the Saiyans.  Their bred with the most powerful genes.  Every generation seems to get stronger and stronger.  In fact, it’s tradition that the prince must kill the king in order to be rightful heir.  The Second Class are those who help take care of the Elite.  They look after the children of the Super Elite and become like sidekicks to them.”

 

“Who did you look after?”

 

“I was a little girl when I was exiled.  Remember?  I didn’t have a charge.  But my combat power reading was 250 at the time.”

 

“Is that good?” Orang asked.

 

“I think so.  Third Class warriors are the weakest type.  They are often the ones who purge the weaker planets.  They also make up most of the planet’s population.”

 

“Wow.”

 

“I know.  Let’s get going again.”

 

“Okay.  Can I ask you something?”

 

“What now?” Tomata asked almost irritated by the constant barrage of questions.

 

“Why do you think that Bluberri’s mad at you?”

 

“I don’t know.” Tomata replied as she looked up.  “I never hurt her in any way.”

 

“I think I know.” Cherri said as she came up.  “Orang, why don’t you get cleaned up?  Tomata, we need to talk.”

 

Orang nodded and walked off to his room.  Tomata glanced at Cherri who was smiling.  “What?”

 

Cherri replied, “Nothing.  It’s just that Bluberri seems almost jealous of you and Orang.”

 

“Why?  Because Orang and I know what we are and she doesn’t?”

 

“No.  How do you feel about Orang?” Cherri asked as she sat down.

 

Bluberri sat down as well.  “You know perfectly how I feel.  You Frutans have some empathic power that tells you things.  Especially you, you know others feelings before they do.”

 

“I know but just tell me.”

 

“Orang is the first Saiyan I’ve seen in over twenty years.  He’s kind and sweet and can really throw a punch.”

 

“Do you like him?”

 

“Of course I like him.  He’s someone I can relate to.” Tomata said, “He looks almost like me.”

 

“Do you love him?” Cherri asked almost grinning.

 

Tomata fell over in shock.  “What?!  Me?!  Love him!  No!  He’s like a brother to me but that’s it!”

 

Cherri nodded and replied, “Well, Bluberri doesn’t know that.”

 

“She loves Orang?”

 

“Oh yeah.  I can feel her jealously when you and Orang were sparing.” Cherri said as she touched Tomata’s hand. 

 

“What about Orang?”

 

Cherri shrugged.  “His emotions are too jumbled to tell.  He likes you and Bluberri.  But he’s very confused about his feelings.”

 

“Damn it!” Tomata yelled out as she tugged at her hair. “I never asked for this!”

 

*****

 

Bluberri slowly took apart the robot’s arm and put it back together again.  There was something soothing about examining mechanical objects.  Gently, she looked at the wires and instincts took over. 

 

“What’s troubling you?” Dr. Prun asked as he stood over her shoulder.

 

“Nothing.” Bluberri mumbled as she examined a power imputer.  “Wow.”

 

“I understand that you’re jealous of Tomata.”

 

Bluberri glanced at her mentor.  “You can sense that?”

 

“Yes.  Amazing, despite the fact that you two are aliens, you still act like a Fruan.” Dr. Prun said as he sighed.  “Youth.  Why don’t you tell him?”

 

“I can’t.  I don’t know him.  He doesn’t know him.” Bluberri said as she ran her hand through her hair.  “Tomata has more of a chance.  They’re the same species.  They both have black hair and black eyes.  They love to eat and love to fight more.”

 

“So?” Dr. Prun said, “Orang must have feelings for you.  Maybe you should just talk to him.  Find out for yourself.  Trust me, love is universal.”

 

“What if he doesn’t love me?”

 

“What if he does?”

 

“I need to get some air.” Bluberri said as she got up.

 

“Go ahead.”

 

**Maybe, I can get myself a bath.** she thought as she went to her room to get her robe.

 

*****

 

Orang walked down the hallways as he went to the baths.  Despite all he now knew about the race he belongs to, he still felt incomplete.  Something deep in him felt uneasy about knowing about his Saiyan roots.  Was it truely his past? 

 

He went into the somewhat heated room and shed his clothes.  So many questions still circled his mind.  What is his name?  What are the symbols on the clothes he wore the day he came here?  Did he have any family at all?  How did he knew Bluberri?  Will he ever regain his memory?  And a question that he most feared, will he turn back into a killing monster that he might have been before he lost his memory?

 

He dipped into the pool and lay there with his head just above the water.  **This is nice.** he thought as he closed his eyes.

 

*****

 

Bluberri’s head ached as she went down the hallways.  “Where’s that bath room?” she asked herself as she looked along the corridors.  Finally, she saw the entrance.  “Finally.” she muttered as she walked in to see a naked Orang floating in the bath tub.  “ORANG!!!”

 

Orang looked up and fell in the water.  He got up and turned red.  “Bluberri?!” He exclaimed as he reached for a robe.  “Uh... how... oh boy.”

 

Bluberri turned her head and blushed herself.  Orang’s finely sculpted body send shivers down her spine.  “You look good.” she complimented.

 

“I didn’t see you.” He said as he laughed.

 

Bluberri turned around as Orang put on the wet robe.  “That’s okay.  I thought you were training with Tomata.”

 

“I was just cleaning up.” Orang explained as he put on his Fruan outfit.  “I was just relaxing.”

 

“That’s good.”

 

“Yeah.”

 

Silence filled the air between them.  “So.” Bluberri started, “How are you feeling?”

 

“Pretty good.  You?”

 

“Good.”

 

“Orang?”

 

“Yes?”

 

“I was wondering... if we can go out for a long stroll?  I mean, we haven’t stepped outside of the gates for the entire week.  I want to do some exploring.  I can get a map and a compass and we can just take a walk.”

 

Orang grinned.  “Yeah.  Maybe, I can kill some Lizas off too.  I can invite Tomata to come along...”

 

“Tomata?”

 

“Sure, I don’t want us to get lost or anything.  Or we can get Banan.”

 

“No.  Please, I just want it to be the two of us.”

 

Orang rose an eyebrow and nodded.  “Okay.  We can go alone.  When should we go?”

 

“In an hour?”

 

“Okay!”

 

*****

 

An hour passed as Orang and Bluberri walked down the path with Orang carrying a small snack.  “Orang?” Bluberri asked.

 

“Yeah.”

 

“Do you think about your past life?”

 

Orang nodded solemnly.  “Yeah.  Of course I do.  I think that I’m a very strong fighter.  A Super Elite by Tomata’s standards.”

 

“Super Elite?”

 

“Yeah, Saiyan royalty.”

 

Bluberri smirked.  “Prince Orang?”

 

“I don’t know.  I don’t know how strong other Saiyans are besides Tomata.  What do you think you are?”

 

“I think I’m a doctor like Dr. Prun.  Maybe, an inventor.  I could be your advisor before we lost our memories.”

 

“Yeah.  You’re smart.”

 

“Do you think you’re married?” Bluberri asked, “I mean, you might have some wife back on Planet Vegita.”

 

“I don’t know.  I don’t even know if Saiyans do get married.  I have to ask Tomata after this.  What about you?  I’m sure a pretty girl like you is married.”

 

“Maybe.” Bluberri said as she looked down at her chest.  “But I was probably too busy inventing all those weird cylinders.”

 

“Who knows?”

 

“Yeah.” Bluberri muttered as she looked down.  “Do you love Tomata?”

 

“Huh?  I don’t know.  I barely know her.  I like her but... she’s kinda like a sister to me.  Why?”

 

“Nothing.” Bluberri said as she looked down, “It’s just that every time I see you and her together I feel so jealous.”

 

“Why?  Was it because you don’t know what species you are?”

 

“No!  Because, you and Tomata are more compatible than me and you!  You two have so much in common!  I love you and I don’t have a chance!” Bluberri cried out at the top of her lungs.

 

Orang frowned and gently hugged her. “Bluberri, don’t think like that.  I like Tomata but only like a sister.  You might be different but don’t think that we don’t have a chance.  I’m sorry.  I wish I knew myself and you.  But we can’t give up.  If we have any friends and family, they’ll find us.”

 

Bluberri nodded as tears came down her cheeks.  “I know.  I know.”

 

“And, you’re the most beautiful woman I know.  Please stop crying.  I feel lousy when you feel lousy.”

 

Bluberri smiled at him.  “I appreciate it.  Oh well, maybe we better go back.”

 

“Yeah.”  Orang and Bluberri walked arm and arm back to their home.

 

Several days passed...

 

Orang stared in the mirror as usual as he put on the dressed up clothes.  The King had just prepared the annual Harvest Festival.  Orang asked Bluberri to join him.  It had been hectic.  Tomata had been showing him how the Fruans danced and to his surprise, he took it up fast.  Of course, she told him that fighting and dancing go hand in hand.  The movements and rhythm is like fighting but with style.  He also had to dress up in fancy clothes that Banan showed him.  It felt awkward to even wear such fancy stuff.

 

His heart beat fast as he checked his hair.  It never seemed to get out of position.  It always stuck out in seven points like Saiyan hair supposed to do.  For some strange reason, he wanted to look his best to impress Bluberri.  He grinned at his reflection as he checked his teeth.  "Okay, let's go."

 

*****

 

Bluberri brushed her hair for an hour making sure that every hair is in place.  "You look lovely." Cherri complimented as she watched Bluberri put on the perfume and makeup.  Bluberri asked her to help out since she knew more about how Fruans get dressed.

 

"I hope Orang will love it." she said as she checked her makeup. 

 

“He’ll be awed.  But, he’s one of those types who sees the heart rather than the looks.”

 

“Looks count, you know.” Bluberri said as she put on the jewels Cherri loaned her.

 

“Maybe.”

 

*****

 

It was dark with a thousand stars littering the sky.  Orang stared at the stars.  “Woah.” He muttered as he gazed up.  He couldn’t help but wonder which star was the Planet Vegita on.  He asked Tomata but she didn’t know herself.  When they exiled her, her navigation computer was destroyed.  It was a miracle that she survived to begin with.

 

“Hey, Orang.” Bluberri said as she came down the stairs.  Orang turned to see Bluberri standing at the doorway. 

 

“Wow.” He muttered as Bluberri smiled warmly.  Her short blue hair was decorated with jewels.  Her gown was white with traces of blue on her body.  On the side of her sleeve was a strange symbol with two half-circles one inside the other.  “What’s that weird symbol?”

 

Bluberri looked down at her arm.  “Dr. Prun founded several of these symbols while examining the bots.  He figured it must’ve represent what group I belonged to.  I thought I could go ahead and wear it.”

 

“That’s great!  Do you remember what it means?”

 

“No.  But it feels right.” Bluberri said, “Let’s go.”

 

Flutes and horns filled the air as the orchestra played sweet songs.  It was soothing to Orang’s ears.  Everyone was dancing and eating.  Orang was one of the few who was eating one minute and dancing the next.

 

Tomata watched from the food table with Banan.  “It must feel nice to be with a fellow Saiyan who’s not destructive.” Banan commented as he sipped his sakai.

 

“It is.  He’s a very unique man.  Bluberri is also very unique.  They will be a great help.”

 

“Maybe, we should just have you and Orang fight the war for us.” Banan suggested almost laughing.  “You two are as strong as an army.”

 

“No.  I don’t like killing.  Besides, no one knows how the Maets think anymore.  They have been in secret for so long.  They may have a surprise up their sleeve.”

 

“But we have two.  Orang and Bluberri.” Tomata counted out, “Let’s not worry about the upcoming battle and just enjoy the dance.”

 

“You?  Tomata the exiled Saiyan?  Telling me to have fun?” Banan laughed as he acted all shocked.

 

Tomata shot him an evil glare and then smirked.  “Yes, oh Guild Master Banan Da, this mere Exiled Saiyan has no part in warfare.”

 

The two laughed as several more stars come out.

 

*****

 

Orang and Bluberri danced slowly to the music.  While, the others were dancing at arms length, the two were dancing much closer.  It felt comfortable to them.  “This is nice.” Bluberri said as she felt Orang’s warmth through is outfit.

 

“Yeah.” Orang commented as he inhaled some of Bluberri’s fragrance.  **Wow, she smells so nice.**

 

“Orang?  Do you think... that we were together before we lost our memories?” Bluberri asked.

 

“I don’t know.” Orang replied, “It’s possible.  I don’t know how, but it’s possible.”

 

Bluberri stared up at Orang’s dark eyes.  “Maybe.”

 

*****

 

In the shadows, a group of winged creatures gathered.  “Look at them.  Dancing and eating.  So distracted.”

 

“A perfect opportunity.”

 

“Let’s go.”

 

*****

 

Orang looked up and gasped.  “Did you feel that?” He asked as Bluberri shook her head.

 

“No.”

 

Banan frowned.  “I felt it as well.  A darkness around us.”

 

The music stopped as every Fruan stared at the stars.  Then, fire erupted from the sky as giant winged monsters flew in.  They were huge with black scales.  Their eyes were red as they shot out fire.  Their wings stretched across the sky.

 

The guards were flung on the ground as their enemies started to impale them with their claws. 

 

“No!” Tomata yelled out as she ripped her lower dress so it won’t get in the way.  Her Saiyan blood boiled with both excitement and rage. “Leave them alone!” She ordered as she shot to the air and began to blast at the monsters.

 

Orang ordered as he ripped off his shirt and jacket, “Bluberri!  Get inside!”

 

Bluberri stared at the monsters and nodded.  She ran to the gates where all of the women and children were being gathered.  **I can’t let Orang and Tomata get killed.** Bluberri thought.  **But what can I do?**  Horror filled her heart as she watched Orang fighting off two monsters at once.  Just then, she remembered all of the strange bots that were in the lab.  “The bots!  Of course!” She yelled out as she ran inside the castle.  Her long dress kept on tripping her.  “Damn dress.” She grumbled as she ripped it so it’s only knee high.

 

*****

 

Orang and Tomata fired ki blasts at several monsters.  Banan and his men flew up as well.  They had learned to fly and fight from Tomata after several years.  “Men!  Lead them away from the castle!” Banan ordered as he flew away.

 

“Yes, sir!” Apel yelled out as he fired a ki blast at a monster’s head.

 

Orang and Tomata lashed out from behind as Banan’s men lured the monsters away from the village.  More monsters appeared from the shadows as Banan, Orang, and Tomata attacked.  Orang felt a deep urge in his soul.  Tonight, he was supposed to be with Bluberri dancing and eating.  He loved to fight but he hated to see those he respected die in front of his eyes.  “Get out of the way!” Orang yelled out as he cupped his hands and put it to the side.  “KKKKAAAAAAMMMMEEEEEEHAAAAMEEEEE HA!!!” A bright blue light shot out of his hands and struck right through the monster.  It fell to the ground much to the monsters’ surprise.

 

“How can a Lotcamelian be so strong?” One monster growled as he glared at him.  “And look so funny looking?”

 

“We’re Saiyans!” Tomata yelled out as she kicked a monster, “We’re the most powerful warriors in the galaxy!!!”

 

“Saiyans?” A monster growled as he began to laugh.  “We’re the Ternoms!  We’re the most feared warriors in the galaxy!”

 

“Warriors don’t attack civilizations while they were having a party!” Banan said as he took a deep breath. 

 

“That’s what this one warrior called Chiken said before I ate him.” The Ternom growled as he licked his lips.

 

“Chiken?  Of the Maets?!” Tomata exclaimed, “That’s sick!”

 

“Impossible!” Banan said, “I don’t believe that you actually ate the Maet warriors!”

 

The Ternom began to cough and reached into his mouth and got out a small medallion.  He tossed it to the female Saiyan.  Tomata read, “Chiken:  Clan Leader of the Maets.  You monster.”

 

“How disgusting.” Orang said as he felt a rage of force over come him.  He never heard of Chiken or the Maet clan much.  But the thought of his friends and family being eaten made him feel sick.

 

Power overcome him as he watched Banan and his friends battling the Ternoms.  Orang felt a deep instinct riding over him.  It was the same instinct that gave him the Kame blast and the power to fly and fight.  The head Ternom reached out and grabbed Tomata. 

 

“Come here you sweet looking creature.” The head Ternom said as he laughed.  Tomata banged her fists on the claws.

 

“Tomata!” Banan exclaimed as he flew to her aid.  The head Ternom snapped at Banan and grabbed him by the arm.

 

“NO!!!” Orang exclaimed as he felt his ki exploded.  Rage overcome him.  Apel watched in awe as Orang’s eyes turned from brown to green.  His hair started to flicker between black and pure gold.  A golden aura exploded around him and absorbed him.

 

“I don’t believe this.” Tomata muttered in awe.  She had never heard of a Saiyan transforming like that.  “He must be The Super Saiyan.”

 

The head Ternom gasped as he let his hold of Tomata falter.  She used that opportunity to fly out of his grip and blasted it.  Orang did the same thing.  The head Ternom screeched as the monsters vanished.  Banan fell and Tomata managed to catch him.

 

“What happened?” Orang asked confused as he relaxed.  His hair turned black again.

 

“You... you just turned into the legendary Super Saiyan.” Tomata said she looked over Banan.  “Thanks.” she said as Banan held his arm.

 

*****

 

“What a mess.” King Rasin muttered as he watched everyone cleaning up the damage.  Banan and the other warriors were being treated as well as the other wounded.  Tomata and Orang were exhausted from the battle.

 

“Orang, you’re the Super Saiyan.” Tomata said wide eyed, “No Saiyan had ever done what you did before.”

 

“A Super Saiyan?” Bluberri asked as she cleaned one of Orang’s wounds.

 

“The Legendary Super Saiyan.  Every thousand years, a Saiyan becomes super powerful.  The last one, exploded with power and died but you must be one.  The power you show, the fierceness.” Tomata said, “The power that every Saiyan dreamed about is in you.”

 

“Really?” Orang said as he looked down at his hands.  “I did feel power when I got so mad at those monsters for hurting everyone.”

 

Apel came forward.  His hand was in a sling due to the battle.  “I just received word from the scouts.  Banan, Tomata, Orang, the Maets were destroyed.  The kingdom is in ruins.”

 

“Are there any survivors?” Banan asked.

 

“None I can see.” Apel replied, “There’s also no sign of the monsters.  They will be back.”

 

“We have to get ready.” Tomata said, “Those monsters were surprised due to Orang’s power but they’ll be back more prepared.”

 

“We’ll be ready for them.” Banan vowed as he stood up.  The fires were dying out as the survivors were getting together.  “We have to prepare for this war.  We have been preparing for a war with either these Saiyans or the Maets.  Now, we’ll have one with the Ternoms.”

 

Orang stood up as well.  “We’ll kill them.” He said, “With me and Tomata, we have this war.”

 

“And the bots.” Bluberri reminded, “We have a good deal of fighting power.”

 

“But is it enough?”