Chapter 59 - Unexpected Situation

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Granolah opened his eyes groggily.

The last thing he remembered before everything went dark was anger. He didn't feel any of that anymore, and instead defeat permeated from his body.

'What have I been doing with my life?' He had helped the Heeters because they were one of the best information groups around, and he hoped that by training hard, he would one day get the chance to kill Frieza.

But not only were the Heeters working with Frieza. They also sold his planet and killed his mother.

That felt like there was a dagger driven right through his heart.

Granolah had worked with his mother's killers! He wanted to throw up just at the thought of it.

"Stay away!" Suddenly Monaito's voice rang out from outside the hut. "He isn't here!"

"Shut up, old man. I know where the brat is. I'm not here to ask anything more than just inquire why he wasn't at the meeting today? We were quite worried about him," a disgusting familiar voice spoke.

It was Elec, the Heeter's leader, as he mocked the closest thing Granolah had to family.

Granolah pushed his body up and walked to the door.

With his right eye, he could see through the weaknesses of anything within his vision.

He saw Elec was filled with weaknesses, but Gas, the younger Heeter beside him barely had any openings.

While Elec was the leader amongst his siblings, he was also the weakest. Gas was the youngest but the strongest and a fighting genius of the Heeter Family.

Granolah had fought against Gas a couple of times, and he had lost in two movies or less every time.

"What are you guys doing here?" Granolah asked, putting up a strong facade, trying to keep calm.

But as soon as he saw Elec's arrogant smirking face, Granolah lost control. Knowing that this was the man who had killed his mother. Yet he had the gall to smirk to his face!

Granola felt his right eye almost burning as he gathered Ki on the tip of his fingers and shot it at Elec without a second of hesitation.

All the hate and despair he had been feeling pooled into one. The small finger beam was faster than any attack he had ever shot.

"He you- grrlk!" Whatever Elec was about to say got cut off as Granolah's beam pierced through his throat. Piercing through the man's light blue skin as if it was made of cake.

The man's eyes widened, and even Granola, the attacker himself, was shocked. He had never thought Gas wouldn't be able to react to something like this. The fighting genius Heeter always seemed so infallible.

Maybe Gas never expected the attack either?

Granolah was happy. He had avenged his mother's death. Now it didn't matter what happened to him. He could die happy knowing he had taken at least some small revenge.

But before Granolah could even think clearly about what had happened, before he could even take a deep breath after killing Elec.

A hand came and tightened around his throat, pushing him and crashing into Monaito's hut. Turning the home to smithereens while charging up a Ki blast and hitting Granolah point blank.

But Granolah saw through the hastily charged beam's weak point and sent a beam from his finger to pierce through the beam and made it to explode in Gas' hand. That was enough to cause the younger Heeter to stumble a bit, and Granolah kicked him off and slammed him into the cliff.

"Monaito!" Granola called out to the only family he had left. "Leave-"

But his words were interrupted as Gas came out and delivered a devastating elbow to his chin. He blacked out for a second due to the power behind the hit.

Granola's world spun and twirled. The next time he came to his senses, he crashed into what seemed like huge apartment buildings and saw he was now in the residential area where Sugarians lived.

Half of the city was engulfed in flames, as gas kept shooting beams at it like a madman. The Sugarians screamed in terror.

But none of the death worried Granolah, as with his right eye, even being so far away, he saw Monaito had fallen to the ground, a hole the size of a fust going through the Namekian's stomach. A tear rolled down his cheek.

On that same hill where Granolah spent time watching the ruins of his people was where the last connection to that life died.

"Damn it!!" Tears rolled down Granbolah's face. He tried hitting Gas, but it was futile, as the young Heeter grabbed his arm, and with a twisting motion turned the arm around and kneed his elbow.

Crunch!

A sickening sound of the bone breaking rang out, and Granolah screamed out in pain.

***

Yamcha had sensed what was happening and was halfway through space when he knew he would be late.

Though he used every Skill he had, from the boosting skills to the Flying skill, which enhanced his flying speed immensely, he still couldn't reach the planet fast enough.

..

When he arrived, half of the city he and Bulma had been staying in was destroyed. A couple of mountains were obliterated, and he sensed Granolah and some other guy fighting.

Yamcha clenched his hand in anger. He couldn't be everywhere at once. Was this a coincidence or a premeditated attack to have him be away? From what Yamcha could tell, this was the former. Otherwise, the Heeters would have had an easier time if they had attacked him together. Not leave their siblings behind to die.

He arrived next to Monaito, who had a hile on his chest, likely punched through him by someone stronger. Blood was seeping out of the old Namekian, and Yamcha quickly took out a Senzu Bean.

The wound closed as soon as the old man munched on it, and his eyes opened wide. There was still panic in his gaze.

"Granolah!" Monaito yelled out in panic. Looking around, he grabbed Yamcha by his shirt. "Where is he?!"

But as soon as he did so, the old Namekian's eyes met Yamcha's, and he immediately backed off. Knowing Yamcha wasn't the one responsible here. "Sorry."

"Don't worry about it," Yamcha said as he concentrated on his Ki Sensing and tried to find Bulma.

Her low Power Level had mixed in with the other Sugarians, so it was hard to pinpoint.

With each passing second, Yamcha felt his heart beat steadily. He was in a strange state of panic and absolute calmness.

Unlike the monsters of this world, just the aftermath would have been enough to have killed her, the dark thoughts on the back of his mind whispered.

'I need to be calm. In these situations, panic makes this worse. If the worst came to be, I could just revive her with the dragon balls.'

A dozen seconds later. He sensed a familiar signature, and within an instant, his leg muscles tripped in size. He crouched, and the rocky ground cracked under the pressure. He was on a steep mountain-like hill with a good view of the city.

With his high perception stat, Yamcha's eyesight was better than most humans. Finally, he saw a patch of green hair. "There you are."

Fwish!

Within an instant, faster than he had ever moved, Yamcha was by Bulma's side. His feet skidded to the ground and cut into the rocky ground to stop his velocity.

She was unconscious, and one of her legs was crushed under a huge boulder.

He breathed a sigh of relief and took out a Senzu Bean. The wish he had made years ago still was useful to this day.

He easily pushed away the boulder that was crushing her leg.

"Ugh," she woke up and weakly opened her eyes.

Yamcha contemplated if a Senzu Bean could grow limbs or whether it would heal a new leg if he cut off the shattered one. He wasn't exactly sure about this one.

If a senzu bean could grow limbs, why didn't future Gohan use it? But during the android attack, in the original story, Android 20 had pierced the original Yamcha through the chest, and a Senzu Bean had healed him. So Senzu Beans should be able to heal organs.

He shook his head, and his heart returned to a normal beat as Gamer's Mind took full effect. He picked up Bulma in a princess carry and created a barrier around them not to have any air resistance even touch their bodies.

He appeared next to Monaito. From his Observe text, the old Namekian had an amazing healing ability. "Heal her."

Yamcha flew off toward where the main battle was happening.

It didn't take long to find the place, and there was a bloody Granolah lying on the ground, with his limbs broken and legs shattered. Gas was beating him down on him like a punching bag, and with such ferocity that each punch was thrown to create more pain for the victim.

Yamcha intervened by kneeing Gas on the head. The alien's body flew off like a ragdoll. Smashing into a mountain and creating ripples in the space around him.

He flickered a Senzu Bean in Granolah's mouth as he was half dead and then went to attack Gas.

Yamcha wasn't in the best mood. He didn't like it when things like this happened.

The alien kid powered up, destroying everything around himself as his muscles bulged up a little. He was using half of the berserk form his siblings were using.

They met in the middle and exchanged a dozen blows. Yamcha was blasted in the face with a Ki beam, smashing him hard on the ground. Rocking his skull around, more blasts came after that.

"Solar Flare!" Yamcha's body shined brightly, blinding his opponent and allowing him to punch Gas in the nose. Sending the Heeter flying away.

"Thanks for waking me up," Yamcha cracked his neck. "Now I'm all clear-headed again."

'With how angry I was, I could have gone Super Saiyan by now.' He thought jokingly.

'I am not the main character here. Rage only makes someone weaker in a fight. Of course, these rules don't apply to the Saiyans.'