[center][h1][b]Ovaan[/b][/h1][/center]

[b][u]Conton City Ruins ~ Mushroom District[/u][/b]

"Ugh... where... where is this?" the bright-blue-skinned figure muttered, rubbing his aching head as he painfully pushed himself to his feet. His name was Ovaan, and he found himself in some sort of desert terrain. But rather than trees or cactus as one might expect to see in a desert, this one was dotted with mushrooms, large and tall as trees. Nearby was a drop, a cliffside of some kind that even had a few of the large mushrooms growing from its walls. It was all unfamiliar, nothing he had ever encountered before. His hand felt the scouter still attached to his face. A good sign, maybe the Scouter would tell him where this was?

Ovaan pushed a button on the Scouter's earpiece. Numbers and symbols began to blink on and off the blue-screened visor, much of it looked jumbled, a result of loose circuits and other bits of the damage the Scouter may have sustained, possibly due to the battle. That thought gave immediate pause as well as alarm, "The battle!" he said aloud, almost shouting the words out. That's right, the last thing he recalled was the battle against the Freeza Force. But, but that had happened on an entirely different planet! How did he end up [i]here[/i]? Ovaan closed his eyes and recalled the events of the battle in his mind.

[b][u]Planet Freeza #79 ~ formerly Kanassa[/u][/b]

The fleet of bulbous ships were spread around the Planet's atmospheric space, forming a blockade that would prevent entry into the system as well as exit from it. But although they were in position and the troops deployed around them, they remained in their designated posts. They were under orders to stand guard but not to engage, per the instructions of Lord Freeza himself. The flagship hovered in a position slightly outside the ranks of the others, signifying its status. Emerging from it was a seemingly diminutive figure seated in what looked like a similarly bulbous hovercraft. He was flanked by two soldiers, one with light green skin and a fair complexion, while the other appeared rounder and with rougher skin, pink in color.

The seated figure, Lord Freeza, casually pointed a finger above his head. Instantly, a sphere of yellowish-orange energy formed and then rapidly grew in size. Freeza stared with intent at the planet below. It had once been under his control, but he had received word that his occupational forces lost control of the territory to a so-called enemy army. The details of the loss were unknown to the Emperor, and frankly didn't matter to him anyway. He'd heard the reports of a supposed Resistance growing within his territories, but he delegated their erasure to his subordinates, specifically to the green-skinned Zarbon floating just to his right. But it seemed this little resistance had managed to gain traction, and to make matters worse, they were reportedly led by one of Freeza's own race. That simply would not do at all. And so it was time he stamped out these rebels personally. A lesson needed to be taught, and an example needed to be made. Those who dare defied his rule, would be met with nothing less than the death penalty, not just of themselves but of their entire planet with them.

"Pay attention, Zarbon." Freeza said in a cold, nearly feminine tone of voice, "Because those rebels down there, and this planet... it will be the fate that awaits [i]you[/i] should you ever fail me, again." this made Zarbon recoil a bit in fear, while his counterpart Dodoria appeared instead to be enjoying the show. The two them detested each other, and so any opportunity to see the other humiliated was a good day for them.

And just like that, Freeza gently changed the angle of where he pointed his finger in order to aim down at the Planet. The large sphere of destructive energy slowly and ominously hurled itself in the direction of its chosen victim, that being the Planet itself.

Meanwhile, on the Planet's surface, Ovaan scanned for the blockade using his Scouter. The Scouters he and his forces used were all modified, their communications with the Empire's scouters were largely severed, save for a few exceptions that were used to listen in on Imperial frequencies to learn valuable intel or leak false information to their enemy. It wasn't hard to zero in on Freeza, his battle power was hundreds of times larger than anyone else in the whole fleet. It was when the battle power spiked that Ovaan's suspicions had been confirmed.

"He's charging an attack. He means to destroy the whole planet just to kill us." this outcome wasn't unforeseen, after all Freeza was nothing if not consistent in his cruel methods. But that didn't mean hope was entirely lost. Ovaan himself was nothing if not prepared for any eventually he could be faced with, this very much included. He pushed the communication button on his scouter, "Supernova incoming, switch to Plan Delta." he said, broadcasting the message to all those in his forces on that frequency. They would know what that entailed. As for Ovaan himself, he powered up his battle power and took to the sky. He needed to position himself to carry out Plan Delta, and that required him to put himself directly in the incoming blast's trajectory.

"Man, oh man, Captain." one Ovaan's men said over the communications, "Guess you were right. The price of freedom really is pretty steep, eh?"

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"It's either you or us, Freeza." Ovaan muttered to himself when he arrived at his position. He held up his arms, and a crackling sphere of energy charged in front of him, the Nova Bomber, Ovaan's most powerful attack he could muster. He steeled his gaze as Freeza's energy ball came into view, "Here goes everything. Nova Bomber, launch!" with a shoving gesture, Ovaan's attack shot upward on a collision course with Freeza's blast. When the two spheres met, they pushed against each other, generating sparks of energy from their clash.

Freeza's eyebrows raised with intrigue when he saw his attack appear to slow down and even halt. He hit a button on his own Scouter and it detected a considerably high battle power appearing to be halting the attack. Or at least it was trying to. Freeza smiled a narcissistic smile. He was inevitable, and would not be stopped by some pathetic show of heroics. He raised a hand and simply exerted more pressure and power into his attack. This made his sphere grow in size again, and it was no longer halted.

"Come on, hurry... I can't stall this for very much longer." Ovaan said into his communications, urging his crew to pick up the pace. He received a few audible responses, but Ovaan couldn't exactly take the time to process any of them lest he lose his focus and be overwhelmed by Freeza's sphere. It had already picked up it's movement again, meaning Freeza was now exerting a larger battle power than Ovaan was. Time was running out. And yet, still Ovaan held held his ground, refusing to let up even if he knew the Supernova threatened to reach his position and kill him.

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Zarbon and Dodoria's Scouters suddenly spiked as high battle powers were detected somewhere below the ship. They moved to investigate but were too late to stop what happened next. Energy beams lanced upward from a few different angles, all of them piercing the hull of the flagship and targeting specific sections of it such as the engines and the fuel. Freeza's flagship exploded with a bright flash that briefly enveloped Zarbon, Dodoria, and even Freeza himself. While Freeza remained unscathed, Zarbon had to transform just to save himself while Dodoria was simply killed outright. This of course left Freeza distracted.

"Now!" Ovaan suddenly said to himself as he called upon whatever energy he had and put it into his Nova Bomber. This combined with Freeza's being distracted was enough to launched the Supernova back upwards and past Freeza where it disappeared into the vastness of space. Ovaan found himself flying forward, straight in Freeza's direction. Now that the immediate threat had been neutralized it was time to fight back in earnest, "You want us, Freeza? Then it looks like you'll have to try a little harder!"

Freeza, now floating of his own power due to his hover chair being destroyed in the explosion, was dumbfounded when a fist suddenly collided with his gut. His eyes glared at the attacker, who was indeed one of his own kind as the reports had claimed. Freeza acted fast, and shot a Death Beam at his attacker who had to quickly whirl himself around to avoid the shot. And then a blade of pinkish energy ignited from the attacker's fist and sliced into Freeza's armor, forcing him to fly backwards to avoid serious damage. He tried to power up, transform in order to exert more of his power but found himself unable to do so. This attacker just wouldn't let up.

"Did you think I would just sit there and let you transform?" taunted Ovaan as he and Freeza traded blows at blinding speeds. Thankfully, much of the training Ovaan had put himself through appeared to be paying off and then some. He never would have believed he would be going blow for blow against Freeza of all people had someone told him of this several years ago.

Zarbon tried to intervene but found himself facing down a squad of fighters, the very same ones who destroyed the ship and killed Dodoria. Even with his transformation, there was little he could but defend against his opponents and be unable to come to Freeza's aid.

The battle continued, and as Freeza and Ovaan continued their seemingly even-matched bout, Ovaan's crew were able to overcome and defeat Zarbon, putting at end to both of Freeza's generals. Now they were in a position to join in on the attack against Freeza, but wouldn't be able to. Their Scouters detected the arrival of the Ginyu Force, opponents would prove much more dangerous than Zarbon and Dodoria. And unfortunately for Ovaan, Ginyu himself was able to provide back up for Freeza.

Of course, Ovaan had little trouble in defeating Ginyu. But that wasn't the purpose of Ginyu's intervention. He'd stalled Ovaan and given Freeza just enough time to transform. And now Ovaan found himself staring at Freeza's natural born form. Ovaan acted fast and powered up, revealing to Freeza his transformation, his hidden Fifth Form.

"What is this?" demanded Freeza, utterly surprised at the existence of an extra transformation beyond his people's natural born forms, "How is this possible?"

"Simple, Freeza... I trained myself." was Ovaan's only answer. It was well known that Freeza never bothered with training, viewing it as useless since he was already so powerful. But apparently training could produce result like the form that now stood in opposition to Freeza. Ovaan lunged to attacked, but found himself enveloped by a sudden flash of light.

[b][u]Conton City Ruins ~ Mushroom District[/u][/b]

Ovaan's scouter had lost its communication functions, but it could still barely detect 8 battle powers scattered in the distance. The exact measurements was impossible to read due to the damage, but he at least was able to get an approximate coordinates for each one. This at least gave him a place to start. He rose into the air and scanned his immediate surroundings.

"I need to find out what happened, and whoever these battle powers are, they're probably the only chance I have to get some answers." he locked onto the direction of the nearest coordinates and began to fly in that direction.