Pony Ball Z: Equestrian Tenkaichi
The Stranded! A Hopeless Day!
"What... have you done?" Nova squeaked, staring at what remained of his only way off-planet. He dropped to his knees, with his jaw hanging wide open.
"Saving my friend, that's what! What the hay's your problem, anyways? Who makes their spaceship BLAST everything that comes near it? My friend could've gotten turned to smithereens if I hadn't been here! I mean, seriously! A-"
A wave of static energy came from Nova's body, slowly growing in intensity. "YOU FREAKING IDIOTS!"
Dóchas and Calem turn to each other upon sensing Nova's rapid power level increase. Dóchas places two fingers on his forehead, grabs Calem, and uses Shunkan Idō, teleporting towards the elder and more temperamental Saiyan soldier.
"I'M GONNA KILL YOU!" Nova's entire body was covered in his Android Aura, sizzling and crackling, as he chased a rainbow-haired winged pony around, roaring at her. Dóchas and Calem looked to each other, then to Twilight, "What's his pro- WHAT HAPPENED TO OUR SHIP?"
Twilight cringed at Calem's shouting, "I... wanted to study it... but then the ship tried to attack me! Dash stopped it, but..."
Dóchas nodded, putting the pieces together, "Now, why didn't you ask us if you could see it? We would've let you look around all you like."
Twilight stared at the ground, "I... I couldn't help myself! Alien technology, capable of traveling through space, right in front of me! How could I have waited?"
"Oof!" Rainbow Dash collapsed in front of Twilight, and groaned.
Nova hovered down, and landed next to her, and kicked her, "Get up, I didn't even hit you that hard, considering the circumstances."
Twilight glared, "What's your problem? Why'd you hit her!?"
Nova turned, and gave Twilight a look of raw rage, leaving her to remember the reason why.
Dóchas chuckled at his friend's reaction, and turned away, "Stranded on a rock in the corner of the universe... huh, would've never thought."
Nova turned, grinning, "Well, we never planned on meeting a bunch of four-legged morons, did we?"
Dóchas burst into laughter, "I suppose not! Hahahaha..."
Twilight blinked, "You're not mad?"
Nova turned, "Oh, I'm pissed. But we can fix it. I'll just get the capsules out of the- OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!"
Calem and Dóchas blinked at Nova as he jumped into the burning wreckage and began tearing things apart. The two looked at each other, and then back to him. They blinked again, then they freaked out as well, "THE CAPSULES!" They joined in, and began tearing the wreckage apart, trying to find the capsule container.
"Is it here? No! Maybe here? No there, either! Maybe... HERE!" Calem raised the briefcase with the Capsule Corporation logo high into the air, letting his companions see it.
"I found it, I found it- HEY!" Twilight grabbed the case with her telekinesis, and held it in front of her own face.
"Ooh! What's in- OW!"
Nova smacked her on the head, and took the case out of her grasp, "Hah, you're not touching this! Now, let's open this thing up, and..." He opened the briefcase, and there were multiple small capsules of varying colors, with multiple letter designations. A small pamphlet was in the top, signifying which capsule contained what. Nova removed the pamphlet, and upon finding what he was looking for, he grinned, and drew it out. He pushed the top of it, and threw it into the air, "Watch out!"
POMF
A large red container appeared, with multiple drawers. Nova grinned as the ponies around him gawked at the technology.
"How did- I mean... what the- I have to write all these questions down, before I forget!" She dashed off, leaving the three to wonder what she meant by 'questions', and why the guards were cringing. Nova walked towards the container, and opened a drawer.
"Ooh, Bulma is a psychic! Look at this stuff! I've got drills, screwdrivers, cable cutters- Hey, a Twinkie!" He unwrapped the goodie, and took a hefty bite out of the beloved snack. He went back to rustling through the drawer, trying to find the tools he would need.
"Uhh, sir?" A guard walked towards Nova, and poked him.
"Fwuff id it?" Nova spat out some of the treat onto the guard's face, before swallowing, "Sorry, what?"
"I know you're eager to get your ship back together, but shouldn't we.. I dunno, put out the fire first?"
Nova turned, and noticed the still-blazing wreckage, "Oh yeah... I got it." He thrust a single hand forwards, launching a Kiai towards the flames, and knocked the air away from the wreckage, completely dispelling the fire altogether. The guard swallows, and turns away.
"How long do you think it'll take for the repairs, Nova?" Dóchas walks over to Nova's side, and holds a wrench with his tail, rolling it back and forth.
"Ehh... maybe a week or so to get the hull back together. But that outer shell... it can change its shape, like it's alive... I'm going to have to call Bulma about that."
"Oh yeah..." Dóchas turned away, to the clouds above, and let his mind wander, remembering the advice given to him by the scientist.
"So, how does it work?" Dóchas was leaning against the wall of the Cold Star, feeling its powerful humming through his back.
Bulma raised herself from a hole in its side, and stared at the Saiyan, "How does what work?"
"The outer shell. How does it re-arrange itself like that? It doesn't exactly seem airtight..." Dóchas shuddered at the thought of being sucked into space to die. Though Saiyans have amazing lung capacity, and beings of high power levels can keep bubbles of air around them, neither of those factors would last forever. Dóchas was a person who constantly reminded himself of his limitations (though Eagal did most of that job), and air was one of them.
"Well, it's actually a lot of nano-drones. They're all connected to the ship's computer, and it orders them to move in specific patterns. Think along the lines of a capsule, but it can shape itself any way it needs. It can go from airtight to filled with more holes than a pincushion in a single line of code." Bulma snapped her fingers to emphasize the last sentence.
Dóchas grinned, "Nova is going to love this thing."
"That's how it works, according to what she told me." Dóchas tossed the wrench out of his tail and into his hand, and began spinning it around his little finger.
Nova's open jaw only confirmed Dóchas' earlier divination. However, what happened next was not to Dóchas' foresight. Nova stomped his foot into the ground, and roared in frustration again. "DAMNIT! HOW'RE WE SUPPOSED TO GET MORE OF THOSE?"
Dóchas frowned upon realizing that Nova's frustrations were legitimate. How could they obtain more nano-drones, when the planet they were on was only in its Medieval Age at best, and all they had were some regular tools? Their chances of escape were minimal. Dóchas sighed, and turned, going into the castle, "I'll ask Celestia-hime for any possible living arrangements. Nova, do what you can regarding the hull, we'll contact Bulma later."
Calem bounced up next to Dóchas, "What can I do?"
"Go play somewhere. But STAY OUT OF TROUBLE!"
"YAY!" Calem dashed into the air, grinning madly.
"BE BACK BEFORE SUNSET! AND DON'T TOUCH ANY ODD-LOOKING PLANT OR ANIMAL! WE DON'T KNOW WHAT'S POISONOUS HERE!"
"Hmm... what to do..." Calem had been flying around for a while now, and had found nothing of interest. He had been searching for any high power levels, and nothing- barring those in Canterlot- was that strong. But something suddenly entered his range of ki searching. It was faint, but definitely something of interest. Calem grinned, and shot off, his blue aura coating his entire form.
"Where is it? I could've sworn it was around here... come out, come out, wherever you are! I'm not gonna hurt you, I just wanna play!" A deep growl appeared from behind Calem, who turned around, and was met with an unusual sight.
"Ooh, look! A puppy!"
"Celestia-hime!" Dóchas opened the doors with his telekinesis, and walked towards the princess, who now sat on her throne. She looked better, but Dóchas' keen eye for battle injuries told him it would be three days for her to recover, considering her power level.
"Oi, oi! You're giving her too much credit! That was a Kaio-ken 20x Kamehameha!"
"Not now, Eagal!"
"What?"
"Sorry. I meant to say that one of your subjects accidentally destroyed our ship." Dóchas ignored the odd looks from the ponies around him. "I'm not sure how long it will take to repair the shuttle, and we will need living arrangements. I was wondering if you could grant us a place to reside while we repair our shuttle."
Celestia stared, carefully weighing the options. Dóchas sat quietly, twitching his tail around, going up, down, left and right. It was a habit he'd acquired, he would swing his tail like a conductor would at an orchestra. Dóchas was a fan of large-scale musicals, having grown up watching them.
'Before Omega's wish...'
"Dóchas?"
"Hmm?"
"I have decided that until your ship is repaired, you can stay here, in Canterlot."
Dóchas smiled, and bowed deeply, "Thank you, Celestia-hime. I know that we have caused an unexpected burden, and your kindness is much appreciated."
"You're very welcome. Guard, take Dóchas to one of the guest rooms." The guard nodded in response, and trotted out of the room. Dóchas followed him, closing the doors with telekinesis.
Dóchas and the guard walked down the hallway, with Dóchas' tail swaying back and forth rhythmically, to a very old tune. His lips pulled back into a soft smile, "Well, what's your name, soldier?"
The guard tensed momentarily, yet still walked on, a sign that he was rather scared of the alien.
"Should be."
"Uh... I'm Commander Comet Burst, sir."
Dóchas raised an eyebrow in response, "A commander is doing simple guard duty? Seems a little... odd in my opinion."
The winged pony turned his head, "I'm Commander of the Goldencloaks, this is exactly what I'm supposed to do."
Dóchas' entire body sparked with curiosity, and his eyes locked onto Comet, "Goldencloaks? What's that?"
"Personal guard of Princess Celestia." Comet announced the title as if he'd been reciting it his whole life, which, judging by his overall attitude, was probably true.
"That's interesting, you're very interesting. You know, when I look at someone, I can piece together who they are and what they've been doing recently... and you're one of the most odd cases I've seen yet."
Comet's wings stiffened, 'Bingo.' and he turned to the Saiyan, "Well, what do you see?"
Dóchas stopped, and leaned against the wall, turned towards Comet, and scanned the pony from head to toe. "When I look at you, I see a man-" He noticed the confused expression on Comet's face, "-that's the universal term for male- I see a man who's had a very good time recently, during work hours, perhaps?"
"!" Comet gasped, and backed away, which led to the extraterrestrial martial artist to laugh.
"Worry not, I won't tell anyone. Clearly, you have an image to uphold, and I'd rather not ruin it."
"H-how could you tell?" Comet's eyes twisted back and forth, scanning the hallway to assure himself nopony else was listening in.
"Several reasons. First, your hair's been rustled about, it's not as orderly as other guards, yet you've put it mostly into place. Not quite enough, though. Second, there's a weak hobble when you move your hind legs, which would match up to the light bruising around your inner pelvic area, which is reason number three. Fourth, there's this-" Dóchas reached into Comet's tail, and yanked out a small clump of violet hair.
"-which I couldn't help but notice. Not to mention, you reek of intercourse."
Comet's eyes widened, and he began to sniff himself, trying to find out if the extraterrestrial's evidence was real, "You won't notice it. A Saiyan's sense of smell is greater than a dog's, I knew what happened before I even had to see the evidence on your body. Let's walk." Dóchas' tail twitched, indicating to the commander for him to continue.
Comet looked around, and then turned back to Dóchas, "What else can you see?"
Dóchas breathed in, "You've been working this job for over six months, judging by your rank and familiarity with the castle halls. You've wanted to be in the military your whole life, judging by the pride you have in your rank and your movements. A tear-jerking event happened a couple of hours ago, judging by your slightly reddened eyes, and the moderate bruises which don't match up to your recent sexual escapades, unless you're just kinky like that."
Dóchas covered his mouth, and glared at the hallucination that materialized on the wall, 'WHAT THE BLEEDING HELL WAS THAT FOR, EAGAL? NOW YOU MADE ME LOOK LIKE AN ABSOLUTE IDIOT IN FRONT OF ONE OF THE HIGHEST RANKED OFFICERS OF THIS WORLD'S MILITARY!"
"Are you kidding? No WAY I could've passed up that kind of opportunity!"
"Uh... what just happened?" Dóchas turned to Comet, who was staring at him rather oddly.
Dóchas sighed, and turned his head forwards, still walking towards his appointed room, "Several months ago, I used a powerful technique called 'Fission' that was invented by the Namekian race, a special technique to remove one's evils and put them into a whole different body. Unfortunately, you need to be a Namekian for the whole 'body-split' part to work. So now, a manifestations of the evils that once lived in my heart now dwells in my mind, an annoying little snot I've named Eagal. He was originally just a manifestation of the hatred and other negative influences that built in me. He's not so bad now, but he's wholly inappropriate."
Comet could only stare in wonder at the alien as he explained his troubles. "Why?"
Dóchas responded in kind, "Because I wanted to live on a higher path, one without corruption or greed. I wanted to place all of my personal needs aside, so I could help others on my dying home."
Comet shook his head, "No, why tell me?"
Now it was Dóchas' turn to be surprised. Comet continued, "Why tell me, somepony you just met, about one of your darkest secrets?"
"Not really sure... I just didn't wanna lie, y'know? Now, if we're done talking about me, I want to know more. What happened early this morning?"
Comet sighed, and shuddered, "Earlier this morning, Samson Coldclaw, a gryphon, came here for his daughter, Valyrie. We've been friends for a while now, while she was in exile, and he came to 'collect' her." Comet growled at the word, and Dóchas tightened his own fist.
"She was going out with Midnight Glow, a member of the Zodiac, Princess Luna's guard, and she wanted to stay with him. Her father attacked her. Midnight warned him to stop, and he started attacking HIM, too! We tried too break up the fighting, and then Angel-"
Comet stopped when he felt Dóchas' hand on his shoulder, "Calm down."
Comet stared inquisitively at the alien, but when he followed Dóchas' eyes, he saw that his spear was being held in combat-ready position. "Breathe." Comet obeyed, and felt his racing heart slow. "Continue."
"A-Angel, sh-she's my... my mare friend... commander of the Zodiac... she... she called some troops in, even though I had my own squad trying to stop the fighting... I stopped Samson... but he still took Valyrie away... there was nothing I could do about it... And then he- the mother bucker went and collapsed... reopened an old wound... but that's not the problem..." Comet was barely holding back the rage growing deep in his stomach, "Angel... she got fired... for bringing in her troops..."
"Let's see... willing to hurt people out of the blue, check... no regard for the will of his own kin, check... got someone fired, check..." Eagal's grin was slowly growing, matching the size of his dominant half's snarl.
"Tell me... is... is Angel the one you slept with?"
Comet's ears drooped, "Y-yes... I even proposed to her, now that she's not in the guard any more..."
Dóchas sealed his lips, and breathed slowly, "Well... congratulations... I guess..."
Comet sheepishly drew up a bare smile, "Yeah... I guess I shouldn't be so down... I'm- I'm getting married..." He shook his head, and his gaze sharpened. "I... I should probably escort you to your room..."
"Let's see... what do we have here..." Nova had been rummaging through the wreckage for the past five minutes, salvaging the parts that were still intact after Dash's thunderbolt attack. So far he managed to pull up the Gravity Room, which was barely even scratched, the refrigerator, mildly scarred, yet still functional, and a strange lump of misshapen metal which held little to no purpose whatsoever. Nova could only scratch his head at the lump of steel, not being able to understand in the slightest what its purpose was.
"Ah, to hell with it. I'll ask Dóchas about it later."
"Ask me about what later?" Dóchas used Shunkan Ido, and appeared by Nova's side instantly.
"OH, CRAP! Stop DOING that, man! You're going to fucking give someone a heart attack with that Instant Transmission!"
"Heh, until then, I'll use it how I please. So, what were you going to ask me about?"
"What's this doohicky? I found it in the rubble, but for the life of me, I have no idea what it is."
"I have no idea, either. Well, I came by to tell you that Celestia-hime has given us living arrangements. Want me to show you the way?"
"Nah, I've got to make sure none of this stuff explodes. I'll see it later." Nova continues to rummage through scrap, and Dóchas walks away, calmly waving his hand.
"Alright then, I'll just-" they both turn instantly upon sensing a high power level approaching rapidly. The two both steady themselves, and their respective auras shoot up.
"Hey, guys!" The two both calm down upon realizing that the source of the aura is none other than their younger companion.
"Calem! Where've you-" Dóchas starts, yet his sentence is cut short, as he stares at what Calem had brought with him.
"Ooh! I finally finished getting all of my questions ready! Now, time to-" Just as Twilight opened the door, she saw something very out of place.
The one called Nova slowly raised his claw into the air, "Is... is that a three-headed bulldog?"
There was, in fact, a three-headed bulldog in Calem's arms. Cerberus, guardian of the Gates of Tartarus, was being held up by the young Saiyan.
"Can I keep him?'