Death is the seizing of life. Depending on the circumstances. It can be a rather sudden or abrupt action. However, with death comes peace. But with said peace comes a certain noise. This noise is the furthest thing from peace.
Throughout Planet Apple's Equator, blood-curdling screams tore through the sky. These screams were so intense, they warped the air making it look like reality itself was ripping.
Standing in the middle of all the noise, we could see Leeks and Gala glaring at each other, Gala's massive blade pointing at Leek's throat. Leeks could only close his eyes and inhale deeply while listening to screams. If it wasn't pitch black, Leeks could see it. The sight of hundreds of Saiyan bodies scattered around the forest.
Their blood soaked the white snow, a dark rich red. But oddly, the wounds on the saiyans weren't different. They all had the exact same injury, a massive hole in their chest, right where their hearts would be. This is what happens when Saiyan crosses into Planet Apple's northern hemisphere. Their chests suddenly explode killing them instantly. With a sharp exhale, Leek's eyes snapped open and his right palm glowed a crisp red.
Before he fired a powerful blast at Gala, the sheer heat of this blast melted the snow underneath as it hurled towards Gala illuminating his pale skin red, showing off the crazed smile on his face beautifully. The attack inched closer and closer until it was met with a flip of Gala's sword, and a single swift swing.
The blast was sliced in half like butter, wildly spewing out and crashing through several nearby trees causing bark to fly out. In this brief moment, Leeks' eyes widened in shock, even though he didn't give his all. He still didn't expect Gala to slice it in half so easily. But this train of thought wouldn't last long.
As Gala leaned forward and vanished, reappearing directly behind Leeks. Swinging down at Leeks' head but right before it could hit, a sudden red blast thrashed through the air hurling towards Gala making him redirect his swing towards the blast deflecting it.
But Gala's eyes weren't looking at the deflected blast, instead, he was staring down at Leeks' hand which was next to his back as he made a pointing motion. " He controlled the cut blast? " Mumbled Gala's as a swift kick slammed into his stomach sending him sliding back.
As Gala slid back, four more blasts were fired, spinning around each other. Gala stared at the approaching blasts getting ready to deflect them, until they abruptly clashed causing an explosion. A cloud of smoke filled the air, covering Gala's vision, as his eyes glanced around trying to glare through the smoke.
" Are you sure you're a saiyan? You fight way differently than the usual bastards I killed...But it seems you still don't understand. The many differences between us. "
Something Gala had that Leeks didn't, was the natural ability to sense energy. Gala's eyes drifted towards the approaching energy. He watched as the flowing smoke warped oddly, while Leeks approached Gala.
Gala tightened his left fist, patiently waiting until he shifted his weight swinging towards the oddly moving smoke, clashing with something...However, what Gala punched wasn't Leeks' instead it was a ball of energy.
" Huh?- " Before Gala could finish the ball exploded, causing his left arm to fly back, blue blood spewing out of his hand, before Leeks appeared next to him slamming an overhand into Gala's jaw sending him stumbling back out of the cloud, dazed. Seeing an opportunity, Leeks dashed forward, his eyes entirely focused on Gala as he threw another punch that slammed into Gala's temple rocking his head to the side.
But instead of stumbling back, a grin crept onto Gala's face as he spit out blood and swung his sword down at Leeks, forcing him to dash back narrowly avoiding the slash. The slash sent snow flying up into the air covering Leek's vision right when a powerful kick slammed into his stomach sending him flying with saliva flowing out of his mouth.
" To think the so-called superior Saiyans would rely on cheap tricks. " Said Gala, as Leeks slammed his feet into the snow coming to a stop. Wiping the saliva off his face before responding" Your race is one to talk about cheap tricks. We would have conquered you if it wasn't for your planet's natural ability. "
" Our planet? Oh, you don't seem to understand, our planet isn't what kills you saiyans when you reach the northern hemisphere. Let's say it's a controlled process. " A befuddled look appeared on Leek's face as he spread his feet apart entering into a fighting stance, taking a deep breath but right before he charged forward...*BEEP* His scouter rang out and a message played out.
" To all Saiyans, this is King Vegeta. By the time this message reaches you, a week will have passed. Meaning, that us saiyans will only have four more weeks to conquer Planet Apple. This is a new order from King Cold. Good luck, my saiyans. " When this message played out, a smirk appeared on Gala's face as he spoke.
" Four weeks, huh? " Gala's voice was laced with arrogance, but Leeks didn't respond. He simply opened his palm and fired another beam. The beam swirled rapidly approaching Gala as he slowly walked to it, spinning his sword in his palm. Until the beam was elegantly slashed.
Ki particles gushed out into the air, as Leek's eyes dilated while staring through the crowd of falling ki particles, he saw something, but before he could process it. Gala's body vanished reappearing right behind Leeks, with his blade held high in the air. Leeks only had time to glance at Gala before the blade crashed like lightning slicing Leeks' chest.
The blade tore through Leeks' armor like paper, as blood erupted out of Leeks' body, as a powerful overhand slammed into his chin sending him flying through the air, before his body slammed through several trees. And came to a rolling stop in the snow...