For a time, Turles felt and knew nothing. It was as if he wasn't in existence. Then he felt pain. Aching, tightness, soreness. The moment he felt the pain though, he was ironically exstatic. Pain meant he was alive. He was alive! He was sure that he had been sentenced to death when he was hit with Kakarott's Spirit Bomb, but now he knew that he had survived.
How though? How did he survive such a powerful attack? One of his men had to have rescued him. If Kakarott knew he was alive, surely he would have finished him of, or at least his green friend. Turles weakly opened his aching eyes, finding himself in his bedroom hooked up to medical equipment. He had recently come out of a regeneration take, his hair still wet.
But then he felt sudden dispair. The Tree of Might was gone. The fruit was all destroyed. He wouldn't be able to compete with Frieza. His dreams of domination evaporated. What was he to do now? He sighed, exhausted.
"Well, good to see you up tough guy." Ai said, standing inside the doorway to Turles's room. Turles began to sit up but the pain forced him down.
"Well, at least we survived that debacle. Any of the others?" Turles asked closing his eyes again.
"Ammond, Daiz and Coacoa made it, but got battered pretty bad." Ai responded, sitting by Turles's bed.
"Thats good to hear, but we're all done here." Turles said, seemingly ignoring Ai.
"What do you mean?" Ai asked, a little startled.
"The Tree of Might is gone. I'm stronger than before, but I still can't beat Frieza. We can't go for him anymore." Turles deflated, visibly depressed. But Ai on the other hand grinned from ear to ear.
"So, you think the fruit is all gone?" she asked.
"Yes, none of it could have survived that attack. The fruit is all gone." he said sadly. Ai smiled more.
"You mean... this fruit?" she said, lifting a piece into view. Turles's eyes widened. One last piece of fruit!
"Where did you find it?" Turles asked, surprised.
"Well, when I saw you guys getting your butts kicked, I thought you could use a feminine touch. Just before pulling your butt out of the fire, I had Daiz pick up all the fruit he could carry and load it here on the ship!" Ai said triumphantly. Turles was stunned. There was still some left! If there wasn't enough to make him powerful enough, he could still pull a seed out of one of the fruits and maybe grow another tree on another planet. There was still hope!
"Ai, I... I don't know what to say..." Turles confessed.
"Well, saying 'Thanks for saving my rear' would be a good start." Ai teased.
"Don't push it." Turles replied, trying to surpress a smile, but not quite succeeding. He could tell he was caught when Ai only grinned.
"Alright then tough guy. Take a bit of time to rest and then we can get back to your oh so important quest." Ai rolled her eyes playfully, standing up to leave. Turles closed his eyes to rest, his worries put to rest. Even though some of his men were gone he still had the best of them. The mission wasn't a success, but it wasn't a complete failure either. They could still get a major power boost with whatever Daiz brought on board. And Ai... she had saved his life herself and pulled the mission out of the fire. She definitely had skill. Maybe... But before he could finish the thought he fell asleep, still weak from his fight. Ai, seeing him slip into sleep acted completely on impulse, gave him a soft kiss. She blushed terribly when she stopped, as if wondering why she had done that, and left the room.