This story is starting to get serious. I want to thank everyone who reviewed it up to this point. It's been a help and I'm glad you all enjoy it. I might consider a Season 2, but at this point I have no idea what it'll be about. Nothing to do but go in head on ad see where it goes.

The Dragon-like voice resonated as an undertone to Soraxus's own. The being laughed in a way that would make your heart sink. "Hello old friend."

Piccolo was powerless, as the fused body crashed into his midsection. The green body hung limp and paralyzed, as Omega discarded him like trash. Shenron finished the job by firing a black beam that disintegrated the once proud Namekian. With another laugh, he was on his way to wreak havoc on the world once more, his only concern being his power level. He didn't have the necessary mystic power to completely reconfigure the body to his original form. BUt, he knew where to get said power. The negative energy that he created to support the chaos over the Earth. He flew South from the Glacier Plains to begin his search for the deadly core.

Ragar was completely blown off of his flight path. A huge black energy vortex had appeared to the North, then vanished as quickly as its arrival. But the surge was like a concentrated hurricane. As he went back on his way to continue his travels, a white being surrounded by black light came rushing towards him. Both of them stopped.

The evil seemed to spill from every fiber of this demon. White skill, eyes thoroughly black, spikes in its back. But the worst part was the voice when it talked. "Heh, a young saiyan, traveling by his lonesome?"

The sound sent chills through Ragar's body. "What-what do you want? Who are y-you?" He was absolutely terrified, but he was ready to fight if need be.

"You don't recognized the terror? I'm responsible for all the global discord! The almighty Omega Shenron!"

Ragar felt something click in his mind. "YOU?! You did this? That means... It's your FAULT!" He charged Shenron and landed a mule kick into his chest. He followed up with a flipping motion and a backhand that sent his opponent into the ground.

When the dust cleared, Omega stood in his crater, undeterred by the assualt. "Hmm. Well you do have power. But it isn't enough to defeat me, child." And thus came his counter attack. Omega turned his back to Ragar, and the spike extended too quick to dodge and ensnared the little saiyan. Then came the powerful amazing shock that usually ensued. Ragar twitched and fidgeted as he neared the point of unconsciousness. The mighty spikes swung his body out of the air and he landed with a bang.

The demon just watched with amusement as the little one rose from the ground, burns and scars marking his body. What came next was actually a surprise to him. The boy charged and launched a huge green energy sphere, the size of an Omega Blaster. It took most of the strength in his small body to hold it back, all the while watching Ragar ascend quickly into the sky. Ragar pointed his palms forward and his tail curled over his head and joined in. A white ball of energy began to form. With all of his energy, the white ball exploded, shooting red, blue, and green energy beams repeatedly at the large green sphere. When the energy grew too great, it exploded into a column of multicolored light. With what little of his breath, he spoke to the deep hole he made. "That. Was April's Miracle.*" Then he was off, slowly, in the direction he was going originally.

When he left, Omega crawled out of the crater, sustaining heavy damage. He was absolutely furious. How could he be done away with by a child? Omega struggled to stand and used his leftover energy to heal himself. With that, he expected himself to pass out. But quite the opposite happened: His muscle mass grew, making the gi he was wearing become tight. Then a wind-like rush flowed up in his body and relieved him of any wounds. Not only that, he felt completely refreshed, as though he had awakened from a dormant state. Omega smirked to himself and once again headed south.

The RockLands had been silent for many moments now. Zuyoi lay near unconscious on the ground just meters away from her mentor, Leon. He had just saw how far she was willing to go to beat him into the ground. Was it really a good idea to provoke her further? But, being as stubborn as he was, he went on with it.

"Zuyoi. Pick your sorry behind up off the ground and attack me for real." Here we go, Leon thought. "Do you really want to know why your brother was holding back so much? It's because he was way ahead of you. He was filled with disappointment to see how little you progressed. Nebarid told me personally, that he wished:" the instructor gulped "he wished that you weren't his sister."

That was the line. From her place on the ground, the rocks had begun to shatter. Her body was still relaxed against the ground but her aura said otherwise. Once again, the scarlet aura of the kaioken enveloped her.

"Really Zuyoi? More kaioken tactics? That's obviously not going to work!"

A deep rumbling followed his remark, before he felt how different the energy actually was. It wasn't the kaioken. He couldn't have been more wrong. Zuyoi mumbled something in his direction but he didn't catch it.

"Wh-what?"

"I said... Shut UP!" She rose from the ground, hair as red as the anger she held, with similar renewed vigor much like her brother. She stepped towards the older male, who readied himself for the worst. Zuyoi placed a hand to his chest and lightly tapped him. Leon was sent far back by this simple gesture, though he remained on his feet, which had just dug long trenches in the ground.

"This is... astounding. I don't believe this. This is surreal, regardless of whether she empowered by the Kaioken x3 or not." Before he'd get himself killed, Leon took on his own ascended form. Simultaneously, the young one had ran towards him and drew her arm back. When the fist collided with her master, he went flying, albeit low to the ground. She followed, running next to him and repeatedly pounding into his body. This went on for a half of a minute, Leon was on the verge of his end. Zuyoi wasn't done playing though. She held her hand out again and a red pulse formed.

The waves of sheer power that were emitted forced Leon to take position near the ground, and not standing. When she released the blast, it came in what seemed like slow motion, just like Nappa's Bomber DX which was meant to kill Gohan years ago. The pillars of rock in their immidiate area cracked, broke, and flew away in fragments.

In his last-minute and split second action, Leon teleported behind Zuyoi and poured all of his energy into a knockout blow to the base of her skull. The blast dispersed instantly and Zuyoi fell to the dirt. While the last bits of conscience withered away, she heard Leon apologize for his remarks.

End Credit Music: 30 Seconds to Mars: Hurricane

*There you go ShinyShiza.

Wow, I'm on a role now. I'm just going with the flow and it feels awesome. Since this chapter came almost consecutively with the previous one, I anticipate some mistakes here and there. I only pushed this one out early because I'll need all the time I can get this week. School n such. Anyway, enjoy.