Premonitions
Gods

25 years ago

The old man walked past the villagers houses, greeting each person he saw as he went. Their Minkas were simple with sliding doors, and wooden engawa verandas. The old man, who once trained Vegeta, slowly made his way out of the village and up the mountain, up the side of which they had built their homes. A walking stick helped him move as the village disappeared behind him after an hour of walking. Lush forest surrounded him, ferns and bamboo grew up the and over the mountain like a blanket. Birds and small animals could be heard, run, flying and crying out to each other as they moved through the forest looking for food and mates.

He stopped at the top of a crest, a small valley opened up in front of him. There was a carpet of lush green vegetation, moss and mushrooms surrounding an innocuous cave. A strong power emanated from it however, Vegeta had entered it months ago to train with the Gods.
The old man laid his walking stick up against a tree and stepped away from it. As if on cue, a peacock came out from the scrub in the undergrowth. The old man watched it emerge and start to change into a beautiful woman. He was not surprised by this transformation.

The old man bowed and watched as the woman sat herself on a rock near him. "My queen" The old man said humbly.

"Hermes, please update me on the child" Hera said to the messenger of the Gods.

"Certainly. Chaos has absorbed him, he will most likely break in the next few days. His presence will be no more" Hermes said the the Queen of the Gods.

He had convinced Vegeta that it was his fate to train in Chaos, the world between Heaven and Earth. With stories of the 'Gods' being at war... those Gods using him as a vessel, portals and different lights he tricked Vegeta into thinking he was a wise man from the East, the Gatekeeper. It was all lies, a ploy. In truth, He was the God of trickery and a messenger between humans and the Gods.

Hera was jealous of him and wanted him dead. She often spent her time killing, tormenting and ruining mortal lives. It was likely one of the Gods were giving Vegeta his sight powers, he did not know who, but they were unhappy with Hera's meddling. It seemed they had reached through to him and granted him some of their power. Vegeta became increasingly strong after that day at 'the gate'. Incredibly, the actions of the unknown God had further proven Hermes lies, not uncovered his trickery. It had helped get Vegeta into the cave.

Hermes was going to keep this information from Hera however, along with his knowledge that some of the other Gods would again, help Vegeta out of Chaos. Apollo, in particular, despised tricky and lies. Hermes guessed Apollo would intervene when he learnt of Hera's plots. He was a strong God and often helped out mortals when Hera decided to destroy them.

Yes, Hermes was going to keep his cards close to his chest. Above all, he enjoyed tricking Gods.

"Excellent, please continue your work with Hades, make sure Vegeta never comes out of Chaos" Hera said with a smile on her face.

Zeus often cheated on his wife Hera, she did not like to share and she had a vengeful spirit. She took pleasure in destroying his bastard children, Vegeta was a bastard, born from a mortal woman. She had tried to kill him when he was a babe by throwing him into the Sea. But Poseidon had carried him to safety in a storm, enraged she had been tricked by the Sea God she waited and watched.

Finally seeing her chance, Hera struck again, this time she commanded Ares the God of war, and Hades the God of the underworld, to kill Vegeta. They brought back a dead babe, a babe cursed by Tyche the God of Chance and Fate. Hera personally appeared and pretended to bless the child, this was to deceive the parents and villagers, and to assure they would rejoice and accept the child.

The child, named 18, was actually Ares in disguise. The baby had died, and the original soul sent to Hades. Now with the original soul gone, The God could take over the body. Ares, full of insatiable hunger for death, massacred the village.

Again Vegeta escaped, seemingly guided by visions. Hera had been hoodwink again. After two attempts to kill the offspring of her cheating husband, she went to the God Tyche, to see where Vegeta's fate lay.

Hera learnt of the moment he would betray his love. Hera would have a God possess him and force him to kill his lover. Hera was delighted with this turn of events and happy her plan would some day take place, she decided to follow Tyche's events and wait patiently, letting Vegeta's curse life play out, watching, and waiting until the day Vegeta would make the ultimate betrayal and she would personally kill him in that moment. It was a perfect fit for her revenge on the bastard mortal.

"I will watch over the cave and make sure Vegeta never sees the light of day again." Hermes smiled back at his Queen.

"Excellent" Hera smiled, knowing full well he would eventually escape somehow and head toward the city of Kalie to find his love. Bulma.

Hera did not care who helped Vegeta, her plot will come to be, all she had to do was be patient.

Present day

Vegeta's eyes opened and were already adjusted to the cold dark room of his cell. He had been dreaming of the cave he had trained in, many decades ago. After what seemed like years in the darkness. Just as he was about to lose his mind and float into oblivion. A strong light surrounded him, blinding his eyes that had come accustomed to the dark. When they finally adjusted, he slowly began to picture together his surroundings. He was outside of the cave as, confused and disorientated, his head spun. The sight started and he was transported to a huge limestone city, with a magnificent place, a town square, slums and a port. He didn't recognise the city, or even the country. It was then a word came in his head as if a God whispered it. Kalie. Vegeta felt himself about to pass out when a wolf walked out of the trees and looked dead at him, watching as he fell out of conciousness.
Vegeta had always thought the wolf was a dream, but the more time he spent in the cell, the more real that wolf became. It wasn't a dream any longer, he knew it was a memory. Was the Wolf a God? Fate was always something he had believed in. But these last few months of pain and torture had made him re-evaluate his position, on everything he had ever known. Were the Gods really using him as a vessel? All the nonsense about board games, pieces of the game, lights and gates. Was it all real? Or was he just a play thing to them, a toy to throw around to cure their boredom? The Gods were tricking him.
The persisting wind that had pushed him toward Hudae and the city of Kalie, to Bulma. Was it all just to watch him build, to rise, to love and then suffer at the hands of fate. Vegeta clenched his fists. Why was he being forced into this game. He had given his whole life to understand why he was intertwined with fate. When he found Bulma, he thought she was his fate, his purpose, that together they would rid the world of evil. What a fool he was.

"Curse the Gods!" Vegeta spat into the thick silence.

As if on cue. A Wolf, the same in Vegeta's memory, a brilliant white wolf that seemed to shine like the sun walked through the wall of his cell and stopped in front of him. It's eyes fixated on his. For a second, Vegeta was stunned. The wolf was real, he had not dreamt it. Then reality set in. This wolf. It must be the God that was fucking with him. It had brought him out of the cave, it had been there at that place of misery and pain. A growl formed on Vegeta's face. He pulled hard against his chains.

"YOU!" He barked at the Wolf.

The Wolf began to shine bright as it morphed into an anthropomorphic object. The light it emanated died down and a young, beardless man stood before him, in a robe of white and gold. Vegeta couldn't gather his thoughts long enough to speak a word. Confused and in awe the man spoke first.

"Vegeta, finally we meet" The man said smiling.

Vegeta pulled against the chains on his neck, trying to inflict some pain on himself, to see if this was real. Was this another sight? A dream? A hallucination? Was he finally broken? And suddenly, with all the logic he could muster, he decided, whether or not it was real, for now, it was his reality. He wanted answers.

"Why is this happening to me?! Answer me!" He yelled. Well aware this Wolf/Man-God knew something.

The man considered his question for a moment, deciding how much to tell the half God. He walked over to Vegeta and with one touch, released his chains. The sound of the metal hitting the cold rock floor made Vegeta jump. The torture Bulma had inflicted had ruffled his senses and made his body highly aware of every sound and movement. The trauma made him hyper-vigilant and heightened his anxieties. The God stepped backward and let Vegeta calm for a moment, he sensed the shorter man tense up. Vegeta would not comprehend what he was about to be told, or any other information, if he thought he was in danger.

"I will tell you everything, from the beginning" Apollo said. "Firstly, I am the God Apollo, I am your brother."

Vegeta's face changed. His brother? The implications of this new information slowly made it's way into his comprehension of his reality. That meant, he was a God too.

Vegeta stop breathing for a moment. "Apollo? The God of the Sun?" He asked, afraid to let go of the air in his lungs.

"Yes" The man replied.

Letting go of his breath, Vegeta continued his question, to help make a logical decision.

"And you are my brother?" He clarified.

"Yes"

"So, I am also a God?" Vegeta asked quietly.

"A half-God, Demi God, your mother was mortal." Apollo answered.

Vegeta grabbed his head in his hands and rubbed his face as the information ran through his mind and reality showered his senses. A Demi-God?!

"What that old man told me, it isn't true, is it? I'm not a vessel" Vegeta asked, waiting for confirmation.

"No, he was Hermes, the messenger of the Gods. He enjoys trickery, and he is working for Hera" Apollo answered.

"Queen of the Gods?!" Vegeta shouted at the man. "Why would Hera have anything to do with..." Vegeta stopped.

The villages of the Island he grew up on, talked of Hera, and her blessing on 18 when she was a baby. He was being told the truth, Finally.

"Yes, she was angered by Zeus' affair, the one with your mother" Apollo explained.

Vegeta smirked. "I'm the Son of Zeus" He stated, erupting in laughter. It was a strange reaction, but he didn't know how else to take this news. It was unfathomable, scary and astonishing to think he was connected to the Gods.

"Yes, making you a Demi-God. Your amazing power and seemingly infinite youth, come from Zeus himself." Apollo explained.

"What about the tail, the transformation?" Vegeta asked.

"I granted this to you, that day you met with Hermes as he presented himself as some sort of gatekeeper. He showed you some sort of light trick that looked like another world beyond our own, I reached out to touch you from Olympus, but I was not entirely successful in granting you my intended power. Do you remember the first time you used your ape form?" Apollo asked.

Vegeta's eyes flickered as the memory filled his veins and transported images across his vision. He was in a small town close to the boarder of the most western oriental country. Bandits had claimed the city, after a weak empire had let the town go to shit. The people in the town didn't have much, and what they did have, the bandits claimed for their own with 'taxes'. Vegeta, filled with rage over yet another dead child's body, and a full moon flushing light down upon him that night led to his first transformation.
After that night, he sort to contain and manage this power. For it's destructive force almost swallowed him alive. He was afraid of it at first, until he had grown into it, trusted it.

"I tried to show you the truth, but I was only able to grant you a power, it was not the power I had envisioned it would be. However, you have made it your own, a true sign of your strength. When you went into Chaos, the power transformed from the trauma you sustained. Light, specifically the sunlight, my light, reflecting off the moon ignites this power in you. The tail is but a receptacle of my light." Apollo said quietly, gathering some light in the palm of his hand to further explain this point to Vegeta.

"Why have you taken so long to tell me this?" Vegeta clenched his fists and growled at Apollo. He looked down at his fists and closed his eyes. Barely able to contain the anger that grew inside of him, he tried to breath slowly and fathom this information. His whole life, his WHOLE LIFE, he had been toyed with, the truth hidden from him.

"Hera has used all her might to destroy you, I did what I could to keep you safe and to send you messages. Your sight, was something I gave to you just after birth. Hera disguised herself as a chambermaid of your mothers, she threw you into the Sea while Poseidon raged a vicious, vengeful storm on the city of your birth. I guided you through the storm and granted you the sight. To help you see Hera's tricks." Apollo said walking toward Vegeta."She has tried to kill you, your whole life. But your own strength and determination have kept you alive. You must continue, you must save Hudae, and you must restore order." The God rebounded back information it seemed Vegeta already knew.

He reached out his hand to Vegeta. Vegeta looked up at his brother and saw the truth in his eyes. The anger in Vegeta, the hurt and the pain, was so immense. At first, upon hearing these things, he rejected everything. How could these Gods truly expect him to want to play their game now? After so much pain. All he wanted was to sit in this cell and rot away, never to be a pawn again.
An image of Bulma, ever so softly and gracefully flickered across his minds eye. Her voice low and soft.

Together, she whispered. The anger of his unfair adversity dissolved and a new conviction began to swarm his senses.

"What must I do now? The vision I saw, I was possessed and about to kill Bulma. Can you not see the predicament I am in? How can I escape from here?" Vegeta asked taking his brothers hand and standing up for the first time in many days.

"This is your fate, you cannot void it. But I must ask you, have you seen yourself killing Bulma?" The God asked.

Vegeta searched his mind, many times he was taken to that place. But he had never seen past the sword swinging down toward her. "No, I have never seen it happen." Vegeta confirmed.

"Then it is yet to be written" Apollo smiled handing Vegeta a golden helmet, a fiery mohawk, blinding as the sun, adorned its top. It burst into flames as Vegeta touched it, and his tail flared in response.

The horn of invasion blared throughout the city of Kalie. The sound created an instant veil of anxiety over the land, cloaking it's streets in thick panic. The residences who were not military were all flocking toward the main square and into the royal quarters, there they would be evacuated by the royal army. But not before the King would be taken away.

Bulma looked out over the valley from her window. Stopped for a second by the fiery red sky, but with a black horizon, like a void between the two. It was as if the Underworld had claimed the barrier of worlds. For a moment she wanted to curl up in a ball and try to wake herself from this nightmare. But the time had come, the premonition was going to come true, and the city needed her. Her stone cold determination outmatched a battle with her fear.
She launched herself out of the window and used her newly developed magic of flight. Bulma had originally developed it for Vegeta, but she had been practising new spells, night and day. She would win this battle if it was the last thing she ever did in this world.
As she dropped toward the ground, it was in the moment after her magic propelled her up again into flight, that Vegeta's ape form raged out of the dungeon to her right, destroying the building as he grew. This form was larger and ever more fearsome than the first time she saw it. On top of the beasts head was a helmet of golden flames, which surrounded his form now. Bulma's eyes widened as the beast looked directly at her. This wasn't in her premonition, this was different. Vegeta had never transformed. The great ape that was Vegeta had no menace in it's stare, just pure adulterated rage.
Bulma moved toward the palace, leaving the beast behind, to regroup with the royal army to get the King out of Kalie. The war that had been following them, was finally here. Bulma was needed now. Vegeta would be dealt with later, by a spell she had been perfecting in the dark of night. She was terrified to use it, for her own souls sake. But she would do what was necessary to win this. Vegeta was going to Hades.

Apollo raged his chariot toward the dimming sun, leaving a fiery trail as he went. Ares was bringing an army of millions toward the city of Kalie. He had already decimated most of the democratic country of Hudae in his path, as Apollo had made plans to give Vegeta his helmet of the Suns light. With this helmet, Vegeta's Great Ape power had increased 100 fold with direct light from the Sun. It also had another special ability, Vegeta's mind was protected from Ares ability to enter minds and control them. Hera's plan would not come into fruition this time. Apollo smiled as he raced toward the Sun to help push it's light through Ares blood soaked cloud of war.

"By the Gods! Marshall, look... Apollo!" The Brigadier screamed to Bulma as she landed on the kings balcony.

Bulma swung her head around as fast as she could to see the God trampling his chariot toward the Sun.

"This didn't happen in my sign, something is different" Bulma stated.

"What ever it is, perhaps it will end differently? Perhaps, Vegeta won't turn on us?" The Brigadier asked.

Bulma pondered for a moment. The Great Ape had seen her, looked directly at her, was it possible with this new change in events that Vegeta would not betray her? Surely, he would have been able to merely reach out and grab her before? If he really intended to kill her, he had the perfect moment to do so. And the appearance of Apollo? Didn't he have the power to see into the future?

"Apollo is a sear!" Bulma said to herself.

The brigadier smiled, it was obvious she had come to the realisation of something, something far beyond his own knowledge. "I bid you farewell Bulma, please, be careful and leave a city for us to come back to. The world needs Hudae." He nodded to the Marshal.

"Yes sir!" Bulma saluted her superior.

Vegeta's power surged through him, his transformation had taken more time than usual. More power had to be transported from his life force outward to his limbs and very being. The power was urging him to speed forward toward the boats that were coming ashore of the city, the slums would be overrun at any moment. Vegeta stopped up top the cathedral that looked out over the main square and up toward the palace. He looked up to the Kings quarters. Bulma had headed that way. She had seen him, looked into his eyes. He hoped, with this change of events and Apollo's appearance, that she would come to the conclusion that the premonition they had both witnessed that day, was one that could be changed. He tried to convey this to her with his eyes as best he could. The power of this form, with Apollo's helmet made it easier for him to see into her mind, he had seen confusion. As if she knew something wasn't right with the vision she was seeing. He hoped, wished with his whole being she would understand.

He looked to the valley to the west of the city. Near where Bulma had found Vegeta locked into that first battle so many years ago. An army of demons and the dead were rushing toward the city. He was unsure which position to take up when he saw it. A huge bolt of lightening came down, eliminating the first wave of warriors. To the north, the huge mountain stood and funnelled the force toward the most northern point in the West. He could see an army was forming around the wall and led by a figure who was airborne. A second wave of lightening struck those who did not fall to the first. But waves of undead warriors kept coming. Bulma had already trained her troops to be assembled to the west and the east, it took her mere seconds to reach the Western side with her ability to fly. The port was being surrounded by Vegeta's men and 3 other factions. He leapt toward the incoming invading boats, knowing Bulma would be able to protect the Western and Eastern ends of the city.

Bulma's breath was more laboured, the more she used her power. She had successfully kept back the forces coming from the West at this point. But they seemed to be endless, and her power was not. She knew this, but still the enemy forces came, coming up from the Underworld. It was as if Ares himself was pushing this purging force. Her thoughts went back to the sight of Apollo charging up into the sky. If Apollo was here, wouldn't it be likely that other Gods were too. The Greeks were the birthplace of democracy in Athens, were the Gods were said to have came down from Mount Olympus to mingle with mortals. Were they pulling the strings? Pushing her toward Vegeta and Abrion that day, giving her the power of a sear. Bulma grabbed her head, she didn't have the time or energy for these thoughts at the moment. She needed to stop this army, stop Ares himself. The rest could wait.

"Marshal!?" A soldier in her command screamed up at her.

She looked down at her men. A rider was amongst them.

"A rider from the East of the city, you are needed there urgently!" He screamed up holding a parchment.

If the East was in trouble, how was the port fairing. She looked down toward the docks and saw Vegeta jumping from boat to boat in his enlarged Ape form. He was crushing their weaponry, the ones used to sack ports. She gasped as she saw him grabbing wooden and metal weapons and throwing them into the sea. He was working in coordination with his old command. Was he on their side?

"I haven't time for him, for now I'm need elsewhere" She said quietly to herself.

40 years earlier

Apollo watched on in the shadows as Hera spoke with Tyche, the dispenser of the Goddess of good and ill omens. Hera often used the Goddess to make her will come true. But not everything Tyche said came into effect, Hera was yet to learn this. He listened intently to what Tyche Told Hera about Vegeta's fortune. And Apollo start to devise his own plan, he would need to find this Bulma, and see how she fit into the story of fate.

Apollo, now hearing of the girl, thought back to his last trip to Athens, he had heard of the titan, Prometheus. He had just had a small child with a mortal. A girl named Bulma. It was no coincidence. This would be the woman who Vegeta would go through their fated life with, Apollo had to get to her before Hera could, he had no idea of the Goddess' plan for the young girl. Apollo swiftly but quietly ran from the cave Tyche dwelled in, as not to raise suspicion in Hera that she was being watched. He reached the cave entrance, and once outside, rushed into the open air and jumped aboard his chariot. Heading quickly for Athens.

He was going to make sure the babe grew into an excellent sear and sorcerer.

Vegeta ripped the mast from the main ship in the fleet. Roaring with anger as he swept the humans into the ocean underneath him. He clenched down with his abdominal muscles, pumped his leg muscles and launched himself to the next boat, half already sinking it with his mass and force. The power that surged through him was intoxicating, beefed up by Apollo's helmet he felt an even bigger rush come as the Sun came through the dark read clouds above. Apollo was shinning more of his light onto Vegeta, increasing his power even more. Vegeta growled at the feeling of renewed power.
As his attention was distracted he felt a sword slash at his hamstring. Swiftly swinging around only in time to grab a spear aiming for his heart through his back. Vegeta swung the spear around, in holding the smaller weapon, the sun shone brighter still, making the weapon grow to size better equipped for Vegeta to handle. Apollo powers were all consuming and magnificent. He looked toward the direction the spear came from. Floating in the air, like Bulma had been earlier was 18.

"We met again, and which disgraceful God are you?!" Vegeta boomed for all of the cove and dock to hear.

All fighting stopped at the sign of a petite blonde haired woman and the giant Ape Beast. How could she possibly stop Vegeta as he was in this form? She had managed to make him bleed when a whole armada had failed to spill even a single drop.
The young girl just smiled at Vegeta, the endless black eyes were back. Vegeta mused that 18 had never been human, this God had enslaved her body from birth. The smile continued to widen, until it was unnaturally big, sending shivers down Vegeta's spine. This God was not going to reveal itself today.

"Who ever you are! You will be stopped as long as I breath!" Vegeta roared, spear in hand he leapt for the small girl.

18 easily removed herself from his way as he landed on a near by ship.

Dammit, I will have to reach the shore to have even a single hope of beating this thing. Vegeta thought to himself. Just as his thought ended, she was coming toward him, shield and sword ready. The monster was aiming for his face, his eyes he guessed. He put his gaze and head down and let the helmet protect his vision as her sword connected with his mighty helm.

"I have you now!" The disgusting creature hissed.

Vegeta looked up as 18 was holding onto his helmet, her disfigured face staring right at him. She was just large enough to hold herself between the two cheek guards of the Helmet. Vegeta growled again as a cloud of black haze came from her body and tried to seep into his nose, ears and mouth. A bright, blinding light blinked into view. So bright it blinded everyone in the cove for a matter of seconds. Vegeta winced in pain as the light started to subside. The helmet had protected him, but from what?

A laugh was heard from behind Vegeta, he was looking down at the water as he saw 18 come out of the surface only metres away from him. He heard the dark creature call out to its brother.

"Apollo! You pitiful fool!" 18 screamed at the man in the chariot.

"No, Ares, you are the fool. You should not have come here, it is already different, time has already changed. Hera is wrong, this isn't going to end the way you have planned." Apollo smirked to his younger brother.

Vegeta looked from Apollo to, who he now knew was Ares. Vegeta for a moment, considered what had almost just happened. What had Ares tried to do just now with the black smoke?

Ares screamed through 18's lungs, making a horrible creaking sound, as if the lungs were about to burst from the strength of his voice. Ares charged Apollo in his chariot and was met with equal force with Apollo's shield. As quickly as Ares could back off, Apollo had his bow and arrow loaded and fired it at the other God. The battle waged, almost in the speed of light. Vegeta tried to watch, tried to keep up with the two Gods. He again asked himself. What had Apollo's helmet saved him from? The God had taken over 18's body, all those years ago, is that what he just tried to do? Did the Helmet keep him safe from an invading spirit?

Vegeta looked to the East and saw large lightening bolts erupting. Bulma had switched to the Eastern side of the city, while the West now struggled under the weight of an ever lasting force. Vegeta had to help, he would reinforce the West. The armada was now in ruins, most boats had been sunk and sent to Poseidon. His command would take care of the rest. They were left almost intact thanks to him taking out the enemies capabilities of firing on the city.

"Men, continue the charge, while I help our forces in the West!" Vegeta bellowed to the men on the shore.

They began to cheer and rage with renewed strength, pushing forward to the enemy forces that were still alive. Vegeta, with one jump toward the shore, landed on the ground with a force that indented into the ground. Rocking the shore and pushing the sea water back out into the ocean. He began to run and jump toward the forces in the West, while Apollo and Ares fought an epic battle of light and darkness above.

In only a few strides Vegeta was upon the Western walls forces. They all, for a moment looked up in awe as the gigantic Ape leapt over their heads. They had been to concerned with the hordes of dead coming for them to realise that Vegeta had transformed again. The sight of him both invoked panic and sheer delight.
With one swing of his mighty arms, thousands of dead, moving corpses went flying, crumpling under the pressure behind his perpetuity and impact. He stood between the Horde and the Hudae Army. He roared so loud the wall and mountain shook. The men in Kalie screamed with a renewed force and stamina. Vegeta had joined their ranks, in a more powerful form than they could imagine. He seemed to be touched by the Gods themselves.

"Forward! Keep them back with your lives!" Vegeta boomed to the wall of men.

Screaming they all lunged forward with speed they had never created before. The light and power from Vegeta swept through them like a strong wind in a storm. Pushing them ever forward. They clashed with the front line of the enemy, catapults of molten rock flung from the wall and past their front defences and into the dead crowd. Crushing the creatures bodies apart.
Vegeta's arms swung one after another, clearing a path along the edge of the enemies lines. Crushing more underfoot as he went.
The overwhelming strength of Vegeta was devastating for the enemy. But yet they kept coming, the underworld was more than willing to offer up more and more creatures. Even with the renewed power from Apollo, Vegeta could feel his strength only able to hold on to its current state, his energy would deplete. Especially in this new form, it was more taxing than anything he had ever felt before. He would succumb, eventually, if this Horde did not stop coming. The men where falling even faster than they could kill the scourge of dead.
Vegeta gritted his teeth and roared again, shaking the land. He would show no weakness or the men may falter.

Bulma heard Vegeta's roar, turning for a moment to see him, arms in the air, encourage the men to push forward. She gritted her teeth. He was helping, it was clear now. The harbour was all but won and he had moved to the Western wall to help the forces there. As her gazed moved it was caught by two moving objects, one so bright it was blinding. What in the world was going on over there, what were those balls of energy clashing.
The battle at her feet raged up against her inattention. Bringing her back to the battle, she welled up her power to the tips of her fingers, it flickered, sparked and went silent.

No! She boomed inside her head.

Her power was spent, had she reached her limit already? No, impossible. She looked around, the men had yet to realise she wasn't attacking any more. But the enemy wasn't so disregarding. As if a wave of power came over them, the dead pushed forward with their scourge. They were beginning to overwhelm the Kalie Army. Bulma frantically looked back between the forces. What could she do? She needed to do something!
It was then, the thought entered her mind. She had entertained it earlier. She had wished and prayed that it would never need to come to this moment. She swallowed hard and raised her arms. She was going to use her very life force to create this last spell. This was only meant for Vegeta, had the time come when he would betray her. She would swallow up his being with a spell so big it would, with out a doubt tear her apart as well.

She had no choice now, it had to be done. She was going to die. She flew further out into the demon horde, just past their front line. Tears began to overflow out and over her eyelids. Trailing down her face, the moment had arrived too fast and she was unprepared to die. She would not be able to say goodbye, to anyone. She would be lost forever. But she must, she must do whatever she had to.
A huge circle of light became visible directly below her. For a moment, the enemy forces stopped and looked below them. The circle of light suddenly shot out in every direction, from the mountain to the north, to the Sea to the south. Their whole front line was engulfed by the light circle Bulma had created.
Bulma's body began to burst at her joints, spraying blood out of the wounds. She screamed in agony as the light began to grow in brightness and the air began to grow in thickness, as if an invisible pressure was raining down on the army below. With one final scream, Bulma's bones cracked and mangled, she went limp, barely managing to stay in flight.
The circle of light erupted, sending energy to the heavens. The ground opened up and swallowed everything, creating a crater the circumference of the circle she created, and as deep as the underworld. With the loudest boom anyone had heard, everything was obliterated. A blinding light flashed everyone in the area into blindness.

A lasting rumble could be felt across the ground. The tremendous power of Bulma's spell took a minute to fade. Once depleted. The devastation from her blast could be seen. There was a huge hole in its wake, deeper than anything ever encountered. The ocean was washing into the void. Creating a barrier between the enemy lines and Kalie.
The Kalie troops began to regroup and look extensively for Bulma, or at least her body.

Vegeta watched on from the western front, in disbelieve at the power of Bulma's spell, they now only had one front to fight because of her sacrifice.
At the realisation that Bulma was almost certainly dead, his power waned and his Great Ape form could be held no longer. He shrunk back down to his human form. He grabbed his face through Apollo's helmet. Trying to come to terms with the loss of Bulma, the troops tried to hold back the enemies front line. Vegeta, on his knees, cradling himself, could hear the screams of the men. They knew, they were going to die and be consumed by the dead. They wailed in pain as they began to be consumed. He didn't care, it was all over, after the struggle, from his very first breath. It seemed it was always going to end this way. With them all dead.

DAMMIT! Vegeta internally screamed.

After everything, it couldn't end like this. Muffled screams and voices behind him began to become clearer. He looked up from his pit of despair and saw soldiers behind him, eyes wide, mouthing his name, and pointing to the mountain beside them. Vegeta slowly moved his head toward the direction they were directing.

A huge, anthropomorphic being, thousands of times larger than a human and grey like clay, clutched Bulma in it's hand. Perched upon the mountain, it lifted it's opposite hand and swung it from the centre outwards. A huge wind created by the swing was set on fire.
The fire storm flew over the City, the Army and Vegeta's head. Straight toward the Undead Army. Setting them alight and forcing its way back toward the horizon they swarmed from. Each and every dead creature was incinerated by the fire blast. Vegeta watched the sky and everything in front of them catch alight. The dead army had been destroyed and sent back to the underworld. The fire seemed like it would swallow the whole world it was so fierce and hot. As quickly as it had been produced it began to die off. Leaving a huge black scorched earth behind.

It took Vegeta a moment to collect his shock and look up at the being. It was placing Bulma's body on Palace balcony. The monstrous God looked out toward the two God's still locked into battle. Sensing that his army had been decimated. Ares pushed back off Apollo and for a moment considered the scene.

"Give it up brother! Prometheus has entered the battle." Apollo yelled at his sibling.

Ares screamed in frustration, he never wanted to stop. He wanted to consume the whole world into darkness and pain. But with the legendary Titan entering the fight, he had little hope of winning now against his brother. Hera had deceived him, she had told him it was fated. With one more scream from his lungs, Ares took off in 18's body.
Prometheus, upon seeing the God of War retreating, began his ascension back into the sky from where he suddenly had appeared to save his daughters life. He had only involved himself in the last moment, he had once gifted man with fire in spite of Zeus' wishes. But it seemed he could not let this fate play out again, especially when it came to his child.

Apollo put down his arms and turned to see how the Demi God fared. He had been consumed by his battle with Ares. Vegeta was back to his human form, he was running into Kalie and toward the royal quarters.
With a sense that he could no longer help Vegeta and satisfied that Hera's plan had been thwart, he re-entered his chariot and headed into the sky. He had been helping Vegeta through his fated life for half a century, it was time to rest for the God.

Vegeta climbed what seemed like endless stairs, trying to get to Bulma. He wept, gasping for air as he put one foot in front of the other trying to get to her. After everything, after all this time, he couldn't shake the feeling it wasn't over. It was just all over too soon. He had a sinking feeling she was fading, his Bulma.

"Please, hold on, I'm coming!" He puffed.

He reached the courtyard the balcony faced, he jumped up a tree and began to climb his way to Bulma. Through the branches he was looking up, seeing the edge of the balcony getting closer and closer. That spell, the one she unleashed. It was spectacular.

"You beautiful genius!" He started to cry.

That giant being, the God, whoever it was. Even it's power, was only just stronger than the energy Bulma had emitted. It had surely blown her apart, he kept climbing, hoping to see her alive, intact. The light from the sky became stronger as he reached the top of the tree and jumped onto the balcony.
Her body was carefully laid down on her side. Vegeta ran toward her, he saw her shallow breaths in her chest. She was alive. He was a second away from her.

"Bulma" Vegeta tried to speak, his mouth was stopped. He had stopped moving as well. What was going on? He was paralysed.

He heard a manic laughter from behind Bulma, and from the shadows she emerged. Hera.

"Finally we arrive, right where we always were going to meet. That troublesome helmet won't help you now, not with my power" Hera smiled triumphantly.

Vegeta growled from his throat, trying to break free from this hold. But it was useless now. Hera had him in her grasp, Apollo had left, thinking they had changed fate.
But it wasn't over, it was still happening, just in a different way. Vegeta cursed himself. He knew this wasn't over, he couldn't let this happen! As he wriggled and tried to break free he felt his arm move toward his side and pull out his sword. Tears welling in his eyes, Bulma began to stir. She turned and looked up at him as he began to walk toward her with his sword raised above his head. Bulma winced at the sight.

"Vegeta... No..." She whispered barely able to make a sound.

It was obvious to see in his face, Vegeta was fighting with all his might. He mouthed the words 'sorry' as the sword began to swing down toward her chest. Just as impact was imminent a huge blast of wind arose from nowhere, making Hera stumble. Vegeta took the moments opportunity and changed the swords movement, and directed it toward Hera. The sword went flying into Hera's chest.

Bullseye! Vegeta grinned.

As the blade was about to pierce her heart, Hera instantly dissolved her body, rendering the blades cut void. She disappeared just in time to save herself. Vegeta screamed out in frustration. What he wouldn't give to have another second with the Goddess, for everything she had put him through. He vowed then and there, to rid the earth of her one day.

"Vegeta..." Bulma muttered.

Vegeta looked down at the blue haired woman, he body was broken, into many pieces. She was struggling to inflate her lungs. She was not long to this world, he had to do something to help. He looked around frantically, for what, for who? He was powerless to stop death. He dropped down to his knees beside Bulma and pulled her into his lap. She screamed and winced with the last bit of energy she had.

"Bulma, I can't... I'm so sorry" Vegeta wept.

He couldn't do a single thing to stop her from slipping into unconsciousness and into death. She would be gone in a matter of moments, and he could do nothing.

"Please, step aside Demi God" He heard a soft voice say.

Vegeta looked up at the source of the voice. A slim man, dressed all in white, with white wings and long, white hair stood before him. Vegeta started to laugh softly, he was so worn down by it all. Gods and Goddess', a dime a dozen today.

"You've done well, it is over for now" Zephyrus said smiling.

Vegeta looked up smiling.

"Just fix this" He said with his last bit of energy.

"Of course" he heard as a bright light shone from the God.

Hera screamed in pain, the sword didn't touch her heart, but it had broken ribs going in. She had managed to get away with only these injuries. But the pain of losing again to the bastard child was worse. She clenched her fists and screamed again, this time in frustration.

Hermes came out from the shadows, he had been waiting her return at the mouth of the cave. At Chaos' entrance.

"My Queen, what has happened?" Hermes said suddenly, realising her injuries.

"Get me to Tyche, now!" She screamed.

End Part 1