Where's my son you green skinned devil?

[Zach]

It was about a week or so after Zach's self administered beating in the super dome's gravity enhanced arena floor and the blonde was finally feeling better. He'd recovered from his internal injuries and his musculature no longer stung him with sudden waves of aching discomfort with every motion he made. Additionally on a whole the teen was feeling stronger then he'd ever felt before, as while the five G increases he was used to were still productive, his body had adapted well enough to increasing gravimetric loads so that the ten G increments Gurin had started him on were now even more productive then the five G increases. Indeed so well was the new training regime working he was planning on a return to the dome the next day. However today something worrying occurred, Rito was nowhere to be found.

Zach inquired to the entire staff of the building and none had seen him in over a day and to make matters worse, the blonde could no longer hear the familiar hum of the child's energy signature. Zach spent the better part of the day searching the entire school and then flying concentric circles around the decimated mountain range looking for the boy incase he was hurt and too weak for him to sense. Some time past the lunch hour Zach's worrying mind hit upon an unpleasant thought, Gurin had some unearthly interest in the boy and not only just because he was the blonde's son. Zach bet himself it had something to do with those visions Rito periodically had. Had Gurin taken the boy for some unknown purpose? If so why couldn't he be sensed? These questions and more plagued Zach's brain as he changed direction and rapidly accelerated out across the rock strewn mesa towards Satan City.

His arrival in the city was less then half an hour later, a sonic boom marking his deceleration from hypersonic flight and descent towards the dome's helipad. There were two places Zach was likely to find Gurin, the minister's mansion or the dome, either presiding over a match or taking part in some training of his own. The blonde knew though that the Gurin at the mansion was a clone, Gurin himself had said as much, so the most likely place to find the green man was in fact at the dome, though failing that Zach would visit the mansion. He descended the stairs to the service corridors, passing the locker rooms, medical and then finally the antechamber that led into the arena proper. Illuminated telltales indicated the gravity system and holography equipment were both on and that the environment had been set to a crushing eighty five G's. Such an intense setting was going to make drilling the Namekian for answers difficult but not impossible as Zach himself had intended to use this very setting just one day hence. Going forth, Zach punched in a code on the illuminated control panel overriding the normal safety protocols so that he could enter the arena while the gravitational machinery was still in use.

Crossing the threshold into the arena was in interesting experiance as Zach could literally feel is body getting heavier in a wave from back to front and at once understood what the teachers way back in his high school astronomy class were talking about when they discussed the subject of tidal forces. Forcing his way forward into the simulated and gravitationally oppressive environment, Zach trudged his way into the artificial reality Gurin was using and looked for the green man. He made no secret of his arrival either and with a booming voice, yelled out into the expanse of the arena and it's holographic environment.

"Gurin! Where are you?!" Zach bellowed. "Where is my son?!"

[Geurin]

"I told you before. Green. Always green"

He said waving off the interior designer of the Super Dome, even after its completion the Prime Minister still continued its expanse. Now he was working on a Hotel to be built off of the right side. The revenue from the dome was so substantial that there was no way he would be able to spend it all on anything short of a full scale war, and an increased infrastructure.

There was no need for police anymore. Geurin's knew laws required citizens to punish each other in vigilante justice. Warriors like Izanagi and Yami roamed the streets occasionally, ensuring that anyone breaking the law paid dearly for it. The humans were changing, in the years of rule under Geurin their mannerisms had changed. They were far more aggressive with each other, and very obedient to the laws. Knowing that disobedience would mean a most gruesome death either at the end of their peers, or that of Geurin and his tribes. Geurin spent so little on a global army that it immediately turned over the economy. With one of the largest expenditures removed, the Earth no longer suffered from food shortage or poverty.

Not to say it was Utopian, rather far from. Common courtesies were no longer seen in the streets, and jobs were no longer done by those most qualified. If they wanted something, they would take it. Less and less Geurin would have to hide his true evil nature, as the society he was raising began to accept his way of thinking without even knowing it.

Admiring his accomplishments, and beginning his slow walk down the stairs back towards the dome, the echoing voice of a familiar man came into earshot. Geurin could have appeared instantly, but he enjoyed the mortal pleasures of walking and running. It wasn't until Zach so carelessly spouted off about his child that Geurin took real heed to his words. Was the man an idiot? Ritoru did not know he was Zach's son, and the people saw Zach as a homosexual male -Thank god for Zach's lack of media presence, it made it very easy to market him without his permission-. Without second thought the Namekian dove out the window and into the coliseum that he himself had created. His body instantly feeling the pressing of the gravity in the chamber. Geurin had only recently trained in this level of gravity, so his body was still not accustomed to its intensity. His aura lit up around him in order to support the intensity of the push down to Earth.

"Have you lost mind brother!?"

He yelled, flying down towards the human. Yelling like a crazy person in the middle of his arena was not the behavior Geurin had expected or encouraged. From above he spoke, now close enough that he did not have to yell in order to be heard. His suit and tie fluttering in the breeze behind him.

"What troubles you so much that you would shout so carelessly."

[Zach]

As Zach stormed into the simulated environment of the super dome’s arena and roared his demand for answers, the blonde received no immediate answer. While it was well within the realm of possibility that the green man was elsewhere in the simulation, Zach expected the computer to place his entry point somewhere near the simulation’s only occupant. He had no idea though that he was in fact the only occupant and that the machinery had been left in operation. Thus the blonde started to search the area, a large, tropical island not unlike the ones he used to visit years ago near Metorpolis Island. His demand for information didn’t go unheeded though and after a few moment Gurin showed himself, dressed however in his business suit rather then training gear.

“You heard me.” Zach barked back and lifted off to meet the green man in the air. “Rito hasn’t been seen at the school in over a day and I can’t find him. What did you do with him?” the blonde grumbled. “I know you’re interested in his visions, now where is he?” Zach went on to demand and stared at the Namekian with eyes that both literally and figuratively could melt steel.

[Geurin]

Geurin took a moment, his eyes scanning the area in front of him. He was not in fact looking at the surroundings, but rather sensing the power levels that were planetside. It was undeniable that the boy's presence was gone as was any trace of his whereabouts. If Zach knew not where he was, Geurin was certainly not in the know. Not nearly as upset as zach, Geurin did find himself displeased by the information. Zach was right, Ritoru's visions were rather important to the minister, and if the boy was no longer of this world then a severe advantage had been lost to the GSF.

"Calm yourself brother, and think clearly"

He said, noting the body language that Zach was portraying. Zach had no intention of accepting anything short of the location of his son, which unfortunately Geurin did not have. His own aura rose even higher, now not only combating the gravity, but now rivaling the small output that zach was releasing. Neither was at their maximum or even really half way, but Geurin could not be overwhelmed by Zach's anger.

"I have nothing to do with his absence, where was the last place you saw him?"


Geurin was equally interested in finding the boy, if not to a lessened psychopathic degree.

[Zach]

Zach’s temper and worry stricken mind was not going to have any of Gurin’s double talk. The way the Namekian worded things sometimes dripped with slime, much the same way a used car salesman sounds when he’s trying to push a junker off on an unsuspecting customer. This occasion was no different as Gurin tried in vane to calm Zach down and then suggested of all things, that the blonde consider where he last saw the boy. The green man’s gal was astounding, that was something a parent would say to a young child when they lost a toy. Well Gurin was not his father and Rito was not a missing toy.

“Grrrr, do you think me an idiot?” Zach growled and lurched forward, moving to grab Gurin by the collar of his fine suit. “He was at the school and don’t you think I’ve already turned the place upside-down? He’s not there, no one’s seen him for over a day.” Zach continued. “Now you found him with that crystal ball of yours, you’re going to do it again, right now.” The blonde went on to demand whether he managed to grab Gurin’s collar or not. In the event that the other managed to void the grab, Zach would continue after him, all be it at a reduced pace as he wasn’t going to attempt to continually reach for the Namekian.

[Geurin]

The grab caught Geurin off guard. He had not expected Zach to physically lash out at the man he called ally. The moment his hand pulled on the collar of Geurin's button down silk his own arm shot up to wrap around Zach's wrist. Neither had actually attacked each other, but the tension was brewing. Perhaps it was the gravity pushing down on them, or perhaps the tension of the events Geurin knew would come to pass, no matter the cause something snapped in the Namekian as Zach so carelessly threw accusations.

For one, Geurin was no longer in possession of the crystal ball. He was more than upset by this due to his recent Nam obsession. Even if he could find his crystal ball, it only worked planet side of the Namekian, and only on the living. So if Ritoru was anywhere but the realm of the living and on Earth -as Geurin expected one of the two- they would never find the boy by looking through it. Their glares were met with a caustic silence before finally Geurin spoke, his words always well thought out and chosen wisely -much to the manner that Zach disliked-.

"I think you an idiot if you would turn aggression towards me instead of finding your son"

He said, knowing full well that this could only end one of two ways. Either Zach would have to calm down so that they could approach this objectively, or Geurin would be forced to beat some sense into the man...which would not be nearly as easy as it had been previously. The red aura that leaked off of him suggested that he had finally learned how to channel his own Ki at will, and that meant a full on brawl, and one that the Super Dome would be unable to handle if he did not use the simulator to its fullest.

The landscape immediately began to change, the ground shaking as tree's began to vibrate down into the earth, being replaced with black obsidian. Rigid cliff side laid similar scenery to their first fight, however this one bore something different. Geurin had not commanded the scenery to change into anything specific, the simulator had taken the mood of the two warriors and placed it in a battle setting, they were fighting around a crumbling arena. Geurin imagined this was what Vegeta looked like in its final moments, spouts of lava off in the distance leading to chambers of magma and a sea of dark tar. The clouds above black as the sky they floated on.

[Zach]

Conversation was going nowhere and Zach's already volitile temper was growing shorter and shorter. Gurin grabbed at his arm in a purly defensive maneuver when Zach took hold of the green man's collar, but the teen's clouded mind didn't see it that way. No, Gurin was trying to assert his dominance in this situation and Zach was not going to be subserviant to the alien, especially not when his son was missing. It didn't help things that the holographic environment changed to one that was most definately condusive to battle and since Zach knew the machine could be controlled by the Namekian's mind, he natureally assumed the green man was trying to use the environment to further intimidate him into backing down. Zach would have none of it though, nor would he stand there and be called an idiot by the alien.

"Aggression?!" Zach barked back. "You haven't seen aggression. I've already done everything I can to find him short of going on televission." Zach growled, the faintest bit of red coloring starting to tinge his spiky, blonde hair. "I came here because you're the only one I know that might know where he is and you call me an idiot and then do this. Well how about I put you through an few of this cliffs and then asky you where my son is again? Hm?" Zach didn't wait for a response from the green man. Instead his crimson aura exploded up about him and he catapulted himself forward while pulling the hand holding into Gurin's collar in, intending to head butt the Namekian. Should he succeed and although it'd probably bring about a fair amount of dirientation to himself in addition to what ever the effect the cranial impact would have on Gurin, Zach would continue forward, puhing back again with the same arm and attempting to ram the green man back first into one of the canyon walls.

[Geurin]

The red tint was immediately noticed by the bound Namek. It was the very same tint that had so feverishly brought him to the desperation necessary for intense combat. His muscles seemed to tense as the Ki physically melted over his body, a fountain of red Ki pouring from every pore of his body. Geurin was more than a little distracted by this. While he was pleased that Zach finally had a handle on his transformation -Something that would help them out more than a little in the coming battles- he was in no way interested in fighting at full force...or was he.

His contractor had just finished explaining the intensity of the buildings design. From the inside the Super~Dome could handle damn near anything, so it was reasonable to suggest that they test it with the greatest power they had to offer. The idea actually caused Geurin to become a bit excited, he would finally...

ACK

His forehead seared with pain as his thought process was violently interrupted by the blonds barbaric style of combat. Crumpling his forehead in pain and releasing his grip on Zach's arm he would be forced back, the two crashing almost instantly into the destructive scenery surrounding them. The ridge was demolished on the small of Geurin's back. Clearly Zach was intent on fighting this seriously, and Geurin was not about to take it lightly. In their last fight Geurin had avoided using any of his particularly dangerous techniques, but now it was apparent that such tactics would be necessary. As they flew back, and subsequently hit the ridge, both of his hands charged marvelous green Ki, his palms burning with the energy that he would thrust forward, point blank into the blond, going on ginger, teen's midsection. It was intended to be a beam of energy, so it would hopefully push him back some ways for Geurin to gather his bearings. If he wanted a pull no punches fight, he would get one.

[Zach]

His temper only just barely under control, and by that one must understand that Zach was in just enough control so as not to be trying to kill the Namekian, Zach crashed his forehead into the green man's skull and then proceeded to ram him backwards into one of the stone walls that had grown up around them both. The blonde wasn't particularly fond of head butts as they assured mutual pain and disorientation and this instance was no different. Somewhat dazed after crashing his skull into the other man's, Zach managed to follow through with his plan to crash Gurin into the opposing wall only because it was imposible to miss. Dazed as he was though the blonde didn't see the Namekian already reacting only a moment after the impact. They had only just crashed into the wall when Zach felt the green man's hands push up against his stomach and then suddenly the other's energy exploded into his body.

"Errrrg!" the teen grunted as his already dizzy eyes went wide and he was launched across the canyon to make a Zach shaped impression in the rocks to match the Gurin shaped one opposite. The teen's untensed musculature did it's best to absorb the power of the strike but Zach hadn't been prepared for the counter so the beam dug in deep and left the young man breathless. Zach was no stranger to this state though and had the wind knocked out of him on more occations then a mathematician could easily count. Wincing from the ache in his midsection, the blonde pulled himself out of the rock formation and started to gain altitude so as to be in a better position to deffend himself, or rather to attack Gurin now that the fight was on. Climbing though wasn't an easy task in this gravity and although Zach's training weights were almost part of him as he never took them off, they still added to the difficulty of getting higher into the air and so his ascent was slow and labored, much like his recovering breath.

Zach wasn't a complete slouch though as he gained in altitude, he made sure to bring his arms up into their usual deffensive positions, guarding his head and chest. If Gurin was going to fight him on such a simple issue as finding his son, then Zach was going to give him the fight he was asking for a pummel the green man's face into the ground, then make him find Rito.

[Geurin]

Zach's forceful retreat backwards came with relief. Geurin had needed the pressure off of him in order to thoroughly plan out the situation. Zach was obviously not thinking straight or he would see the ridiculous nature of his aggression. Surely finding Ritoru was of paramount importance, and as they fought the minister's constant clone -the one often seen at press conferences and doing simple mundane paperwork, and the same one that held a power level of two- was already informing the few squads that were left of where to begin looking. Within moments the men would begin their mobilization, firing searching drones into the sky and through the planet. No doubt this was futile, if the boy were planet side he would be sensed. Another group of drones were dispatched into space, firing into the atmosphere and towards all of the planets that held any sort of value to the boy. More importantly as the intellectual prime minister suggested, the boy was likely hunting an old friend. The question remained however where Nam had gone. Killing two birds with one stone, the drones would begin their scan of the planets of Namek, Amazonica, Nor, and Marvok. This recon was necessary for more than one reason, but finding Ritoru was paramount above all things...

The less fortunate clone for the first time appeared to be the one that maintained all of the power. Geurin watched as Zach continued is strategic withdrawal into the air. The Namek's hopes that this was a full retreat were dashed as his powerlevel did not drop. Whatever Zach was planning could only be difficult for Geurin, and so he bolstered his own defense. A shimmering toku began to gleam on his skin, it made the Namek look oily, with a sheen often seen with a freshly waxed car. It was however the same tough skin, with a layer of Ki ready to absorb a bit of the damage sustained in the coming attacks. Zach would no doubt be able to break the simple trick, but it was better than going in with no armor at all.

"You are wasting time Zach, You should be looking for Ritoru not fighting me!"

Even if Zach couldn't be reasoned with, it would be foolish not to try. A full scale fight with the teen would only lead to a chaotic end to one of them. His muscles tore at him, begging for release from the insane gravity forced on them, but they would not budge. He had trained at this level before, this was simply review of the prior punishment. Both hands began to glow with Ki, he needed an attack he could count on, and he knew just the one. But simply launching it would not do him any good, not while Zach was like this. He needed to charge the attack if only for a moment. The green and black Ki swirling in his open palms, which were both down at his side.

Charge 1

[Zach]

With his arms up and ready to defend him, Zach continued his ascend into the air, gaining a safe amount of altitude so that he could freely maneuver, at least as freely as the gravity permitted of course. Gurin meanwhile seemed to be regaining himself after their innitial exchange and then shouted something up to him to the effect that they should be looking for Rito. Saying that was rediculous though, Zach had already looked for Rito, he was the one power level in all the planet that Zach could sense and now he could not. Clearly something had happened to the boy and Gurin was probaly trying to cover his butt by denying any knowledge of the fact. Playing innocent was a child's game and only served to further infuriate the boy.

"Grrrr, I've already looked, he isn't here. Anywhere!" Zach bellowed. "If you really wanted to find him you wouldn't have started this!" Zach continued, forgetting the fact that he was the one to throw the first punch. "You would have done better to get your little pets searching for him when I first got here, I know you read mind so there's no way you could have missed..." Zach stopped suddenly, a hoorible realization coming to him. Gurin's pets. His own two sons didn't pose a threat, Rito alone even as untrained as he was could probably have taken them. But the horror upon horrors was that black and red monster the Namekian insisted on keeping around. Zach had warned him that something bad would happen, now if his own son had been consumed by that beast, there would be two more deaths this day, first the beast's green skinned master and then the beast it's self.

"You bastard... I told you... I TOLD YOU!" Zach screamed with unbridaled rage, his mind locked into this one posibility. Gurin knew, he knew everything so how could he not know that the Majin had eaten his son. At once the mental trigger was pulled and Zach's blonde hair burst into a bright red. His eyes too glowed with the insane power as his aura exploded into an almost opaque ball of crimson energy. If Gurin was monitoring the boy's thoughts he'd find only a confused sea of anger, confusion, worry and hate. Zach had never liked the Majin, he's seen the beast eat someone first hand and had very nearly been the monsters meal on another occasion. Now it looked as if Rito had taken his place in that regard and seeing as Gurin was so omnicient, he was as guilty as if he fed the boy to the monster himself.

At once Zach shot back down towards Gurin, reorienting to fly strait at him with both fists forward. With his power peaking at over three million on the arbitrary scale on whice such things are measured, just the energy he expended in his powered descent was enough to distort the holographic terrane around him. The cliffside he'd been hovering near warped and bent until the computer comprehended the effect the imense discharge would have on the rocks and then they promptly disintegrated. A line of pulsating red energy trailed out from behind Zach as he rocketed back down towards Gurin, intending to plow strait through the green man with both fists.

[Geurin]

Shit....shit...shit...

Zach's yelling only intensified his own power level, if there was one thing the blond was terrible at, it was controlling the massive flow of energy that poured into him. While Geurin could suppress his power even a midst the most dramatic of situations, Zach just seemed to explode with power whenever his temper rose. The Ki underneath the soles of his shoe's prepared for lift off, his hands too full of his next attack to block, and when Zach made his u-turn and dove down it became evident what his plan was. To ram Geurin full force with all the power he could muster.

Jetting to the left as quickly as he could, a burst of Ki surging down through his legs to propel him as far away from Zach's impact as possible, the Namekian only barely escaped before the teen's fists pulverized the rock where Geurin had once been standing. The explosive radius of the attack was massive, engulfing the area around Zach in debris and energy that rattled the battlefield, and Geurin's brain. As if a gunshot had gone off right in the Namek's ear he cringed, the two charged balls within his hands ready for launch, and not a moment too soon.

"You need to calm down and think this through! Stop attacking me, I am the only person who can help you!"

He said in what was no doubt another failed attempt at calming the beast. First lunging his right fist forward, the ball instantly became recognizable, the crusher balls from their previous fight, this time powered to be more durable than they had been before. No simple eye beams would suffice for these diamond balls of rubber. His left hand soon followed, the ball swirling through the air towards the teen, each one ready to hit its mark, or bounce back and try again. Meanwhile Geurin would not wait around for Zach to decide it was time to attack again. He allowed his own Ki to surge once more, the aura light up up around him as his rib cage separated. His body bulged slightly before finally two arms ripped their way out of his body, underneath the two existing ones. The now four armed Geurin could potentially counter a few more attacks, but Zach was primed and Geurin had only barely escaped his last attack. Any mistakes would be taken advantage of.

[Zach]

Carreening down upon Gurin like a meteor, Zach missed the Namekian by the narrowest of margines and instead went plowing into the cliff face behind him. The rock was no barrier however for at his current power level the virtual stone crumbled before him as easily as on might tare through paper.Once in the past Zach had ended up burried in stone similar to this event by overshooting his target and then had to slowly punch his way out. This time however the teen posessed such intence power that his lithic surroundings were disintegrating around him just from his presence. Arcing up, the teen burst from the top of the cliff face some moments later and slowed his ascent as he tried to get a new baring on the green man. In that time Gurin had called something to him, but by now it was almost pointless to try and talk to the boy, his current, ultimate transformation was much akin to a raging blood lust and he would hear no words until it had worn off.

The sound though reached the former blonde loud and clear though and he turned to face the Namekia just in time to get slammed right in the middle with the first of the green man's crusher balls. The impact forced a mouth full of spit from the teen and hunched him over and then a moment the second one impacted, driving Zach higher into the air. With what air he had left the teen growled and straitened himself up. Flexing his mighty physique, the young man's body armor formed, covering his chest, legs and forearms. He didn't have the presence of mind yet to try and form the helmet but then again that wasn't needed, the balls were attracted to the teen's energy signature and one's energy, at least in humans, is produced in the solar plexus, not the head.

Zach's rage dibilitated mind now had a problem, continue after gurin and risk more strikes by the balls or deal with the balls and posibly let the Namekian get away. He paused, still iliciting a deep, throaty rumble and then decided to get rid of the balls beofre they could slow him down any further. Time was of the essence however as Gurin would almost certainly try to slip away while his toys did the dirty work. Directing his vission to the pair of glowing orbs, Zach tracked their progress as they each bounced off of a canyon wall, first one and then an instant later the other. It would only be able to deal with one of them at a time so his arms came up ready to block the second after e'd destroyed the first. However even as he launched the two pencil thin crimson beams of heated energy from his eyes, the boy could tell something was wrong. The beams didn't penitrate or even slow the ball down and beofre he could tense his musculature to help take the blow, the first ball thudded again into his midsection, blasting the remainder of his air out in a resounding "Ooooomph!" Stunned by the impact Zach hung there as the second ball plowed into his gut and repeated the process, this time omitting the loud exhalation on account of the boy's complete lack of breath. Gurin had quite the ingenious weapon there, one that if not properly defended against could easily stun lock an enemy, just as they had now done to Zach.

[Geurin]

As Zach danced about with the crusher balls, Geurin was more interested in getting the upper hand. He had already summoned two new arms to his side, now he needed to use them. The botton two arms clasped together in the ancient ninjutsu style hold, one index finger pointed towards the sky. His hands began to glow as the sky darkened. This was masked by the heat of the laval that now spewed from many of the broken mountainside. If Zach wasn't careful, his next pile drive would land him in a pool of skin melting molten rock. The darkening sky was a sign of one particular attack, his Kikkou strike, an attack most notably known for destroying planets -primarily just Vegeta-. Of course that was at its maximum ability, having charged for several minutes on vegeta, he would have only a few moments, if even a single sixty second interval to charge the attack, and while he did so his top two arms began to clasp each other by the palm. He would charge his own Ki at the same time, rising in level and creating an aura that shook the already dilapidated ground below him.

"Last...Chance..."

He gasped, finding the third item on his multitasking ability far too difficult. Concentration was necessary in order to charge both the Kikkou and the aura around him. His powerlevel began to grow, no longer holding back as he had been previously. If Zach was going to go full force against the Namek, he would not risk being injured, not now. Between the two of them Geurin would be far more useful in a saiyan invasion, so if one of them had to be maimed it was going to be the human. With the clouds gathering for the Kikkou strike, and his top hands simply granting him the stability to charge, Geurin would give his crusher balls the chance to distract the teen for a few moments longer. Once Zach had been weakened, Geurin could go in and show him that although Zach held superior martial arts, Geurin held a far greater power, and was entirely willing to produce it at a moments notice.

His ears grew to a pointed curve nearly wrapping around his head, his teeth growing slightly as well, not nearly as much as in his fight with Nam where the teeth pierced his lips for freedom, but long enough to be noticed. His nails too were at least an inch longer by the end of his incredible charge. The physical change would be nothing compared to the ostensible power he was about to rain down on his partner in crime.

[Zach]

Zach's body shuddered as the balls rebounded from the ground and slammed into him again. The pain was nothing new to him, his midsection was always open, he had just been hit with his abdominal muscles loose however which in spite of his massive fortitude still took the boy's breath away. Finally though enough sense came back to him to try and tighten up and although the following impact was still punishing, he took it much better then the previous few. Spit still flew from his mouth and his body still shuddered from the impact but the balls didn't penetrate nearly as far into his gut. While the Namekian's toys were still transiting back to the ground for their next attack, Zach's raised his head and saw that the green man was not indeed escaping as he had expected. Instead the green man was starting to charge a mass of energy into the simulated clouds, one that Zach vaguely remembered and after yet another punishing pair of impacts, his mind was sufficiently jogged to remember exactly what the Namekian was going to attempt.

'No... You aren't going to get me with that.' the boy though to himself and then of all the daft, half planned, and certifiably insane things he could have done, Zach straited himself up and raised his arms high above his head, leaving his whole torso wide open to the pair of marauding projectiles. He would reply on his endurance and sheer physical strength to get him through the encounter, letting Gurin's crusher ball have their way with his body while he started to charge his own pillar of pulsating, red energy in the sky. Impact after impact thudded into the teen's midsection, forcing strained grunts from the young man but he would not yield, everything depended on him wearing this green monster down and finding out what happened to Rito. 'Thud thud... thud thud.' The impacts continued, slowly wearing the teen's musculature down but still he would not give up, it was imposible for him to, his mind was locked on it's goal and he could not let himself faulter or fail. And so Zach's red cylinder of energy grew ever brighter in the sky as the teen tried to match Gurin's menacing attack and when the time came, hopefully counter it.