A/N: As usual, thanks for all of the continued support; I appreciate all feedback.

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questions&answers:

a guy1013: I'm not sure that I'm even going to do Super to be honest. I'm mostly focused on the Buu Saga and not taking forever to finish it.

coldblue2015: Q1) I'll say that Vegeta will definitely get what he deserves. Q2) Possibly? Hopefully the next few chapters will reveal whether your inklings are correct or not. Q3) They'll definitely feel fear and other emotions; this will be a new experience for the both of them. Q4) If a scene is shown in the afterlife, it'd probably focus more on Vegeta than anyone else. It'd be more of a self-reflection and character development for Vegeta. Q5) That would be a good way to end everything, wouldn't it? That would be a pretty awesome idea, tbh.

S1) I definitely agree with this suggestion; Vegeta really deserves it and there's going to be a perfect time to develop him as a character. S2&3) As stated above, this next few chapters should explain things a bit clearly. And you're definitely right about Marise and Taro, they're not like Trunks and Goten. Trunks and Goten have completely mastered SSJ, while they haven't even come close to it. The things they're bound to face could led to potential character growth for Marise and Taro. S4) Having the Cold family and their view points is definitely something I would not have thought of and I have to say I find it pretty interesting. S5) I completely agree as this would make for a good epilogue/ending indeed.

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Next chapter will feature plenty more to come. We're getting to the good stuff slowly but surely.

Chapter 10: Evil From Within?! Bulma's Broken Heart.

"There you are." 18 noted with a cocked brow. The blonde bombshell had a hand on her hip as she trekked towards her towel-clad husband. Out of all places, she would have never expected him to be in the men's locker room. If anything, she thought that maybe he decided to leave the tournament. However, the minute he dropped his mental barrier was when she was finally able to get in contact with him.

The male in question turned his head around just enough to regard his wife out of the corner of his eyes momentarily, then he diverted his attention back in front of him as he continued toweling his hair dry. He wasn't in the mood to talk to her.

Of course, 18 realized this but she blatantly ignored it, going as far as to sit down and cross a leg over the other. "You didn't participate in the tournament."

"Didn't you want to blackmail Hercule?" The burly Saiyan inquired pointedly, and then before he could stop himself, he continued, "Or did I fail to do something else that you wanted?"

18's icy blue eyes widened in mild surprise but then she quickly recovered. He was referring to when she accused him of not giving her time to come around like he promised. Granted, she tended to need time to come around as she was never one to open up under being prodded, but that didn't mean that she couldn't see how it must have been hard for him to wait around for her to open up.

Albeit, she was realizing this a little late.

"I didn't go through the trouble of finding you to argue again, Raditz."

Raditz cocked a brow. "What do you mean 'trouble of finding me'? I may have closed you off through our bond, but I didn't bother masking my ki. You couldn't sense my ki?"

"No."

The Saiyan frowned, now turning around to face her. "But you were able to sense what I was feeling with the others earlier and you seemed to pick up on it pretty easily when we trained."

"That's true." The blonde agreed. Then again, this wasn't the first time it didn't seem to work for her when she tried to apply it outside of training with Raditz. If her memory served her correctly, it didn't seem to work against Zangya during the Bojack ordeal. Perhaps it was because learning it in a pretty stable environment was one thing, but actually applying it in battle or away from said environment she learned it in was another.

And as if reading her thoughts, Raditz spoke once more. "It probably didn't work with me or work any other time you tried to do it because you were either concentrating too hard or not enough. Don't forget what I told you about it being similar to gathering ki in a way; it needs just the right amount of concentration each time and it's pretty useful for location purposes and you can typically tell if the ki is evil or good. Further, the more ki you feel out or tend to be around, it can be a bit challenging depending on the situation."

The blonde bombshell hummed lightly in agreement.

Then, there was a pregnant pause as the two fell silent - though, neither of the two could summon words it seemed. In Raditz's case, he opted to remain quiet so as to curb his gnawing curiosity and 18 simply didn't know how to go about apologizing. After all, apologizing wasn't something she typically had to do. Fortunately for her, Raditz eventually decided to give it another shot. Exhaling soundlessly, he trekked towards his wife and plopped down on the chair so that he was directly beside her.

"I needed to think, so taking a hot shower was the next best thing aside from training." Though he didn't need to necessarily explain himself, the Saiyan felt that by doing so, it'd make things less tense between them.

And to some extent, it seemed to work as 18's form relaxed noticeably. The beautiful blonde absentmindedly tucked a blonde strand back in place, her stoic features easing up in just the slightest - yet noticeable - ways. "I'm sorry; you had every right to get upset."

Raditz hummed his agreement. "I did, but I shouldn't have handled it that way. Like you said, I did say I'd let you come around on your own, but that was much easier said than done."

"I know," 18 began. "Even so, you have a right to know what's going on. Like you said, things are different between us now, so I'm going to start from the beginning - back to when I had my first nightmare."

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Dabura's features became that of irritation as his eyes continued scanning his surroundings.

Just how long did he plan to keep him waiting? Or rather, how much longer did Gohan intend to remain hidden?

The Demon King harrumphed as he dropped his arms down from his chest and down to his sides. The red-skinned warrior clenched his fists. If he wasn't going to come out anytime soon, then he'd just have to make him. And having said that, Dabura powered up with an battle yell, extending his arms to the side as he did so. If one looked close enough, they could see sparks of lightning here and there as well as indentations forming on the surrounding landmark as pure testament to the power he was summoning.

Having finished powering up in a matter of minutes, Dabura inhaled noticeably; his cheeks were swelling up little by litte as his back arched. Then, without further ado, Dabura circled around and spew out an immense amount of lava as he did so. Without fail, this was sure to pull his opponent of his hiding spot.

And that it did.

In no time, Gohan was phasing in and appearing directly before Dabura, sending the male hurling down towards the ground. Dabura grunted, having somehow managed to fend off the kick with his forearms, but that did little to stop against Gohan a second time as Gohan was phasing in behind him and all but slamming his knee into Dabura's back. Dabura's eyes widened in a mixture of surprise and pain before he was involuntarily hurling up in the direction Gohan sent him. Then, aiming a palm towards a rapidly ascending Dabura, Gohan summoned more power with a battle yell before charging up an excess amount of ki.

He'd finish this now.

He wouldn't make the same mistake he made with Cell.

"HA!" Gohan exclaimed loudly with utter convinction, sending the huge ki blast towards a wide-eyed Dabura.

"What?" Dabura echoed to no one in particular. How could a mere mortal have such power? And still be on par with him, of whom was powered up, at that? This group was a mysterious one. The Demon King was quick to cease his thoughts, all but summoning a sword out of what appeared to be thin-air. Then, he was quick to whirl around in an attempt to redirect Gohan's attack, but was faced with otherwise as such a thing was much easier said than done. He grunted, the one hand he had resting on the hilt of his sword trembling under the mere force.

The Demon King was notably struggling to overpower Gohan's ki blast.

"Alright!" Goku cheered on from where he stood. "He's doing good! I'm almost jealous. After all, Vegeta and I got the - "

" - the short end of the stick with our opponents." Vegeta finished with a scowl. "Our opponents were nothing!" Then the Saiyan prince was all but smirking as he ignored Goku's and Tarble's inquisitive look and kept his eyes trained on Gohan's and Dabura's fight. "Well, then, Kakarot - " Vegeta diverted his eyes back onto Goku - "looks like that weakling brother of yours was good for something."

Goku tilted his head to the side, not quite understanding where Vegeta was getting at. "What do you mean, Vegeta?"

Vegeta was quick to respond, his narrowed black eyes flickering onto his rival's black ones. "Exactly as I said it, Kakarot. If it wasn't for that third-class Saiyan, Gohan probably would've slacked off with his training and who's to say what more could've happened."

"Oh, I see." Goku responded easily. Now he knew what Vegeta was getting at. He supposed it was a good thing that someone kept Gohan on his toes. Otherwise, he probably would've fell pretty behind in terms of strength. Even so, he wouldn't be surprised if Gohan had more dormant power stored within him - just like what he discovered when they trained together in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber during the Cell Games years back. If there was anything he knew for sure, it was that Gohan always had a knack for things like that.

Goku smiled. "Well, in that case, this fight will be over pretty soon, right Vegeta?"

Vegeta didn't bother responding. Instead, he accusingly regarded the cheery Saiyan on his side. There was just something he needed to know. He had intended to wait until they returned to the tournament, but something told him that tournament was long over; thus, there really wasn't any reason to wait any longer. "Tell me Kakarot, have you sensed it, too? There's no way you're completely ignorant to what's been going on here while you've been in Other World."

Despite Vegeta's accusing words, Goku remained as is and his smile never faltered in the slightest. "Sensed what?"

Vegeta released a huff of annoyance, clenching his fingers against his arms. Was he seriously trying to insult his intelligence right now? Kakarot, of all people?! "Don't toy with me, Kakarot! I know you sensed Raditz's new form!"

Goku's features quickly grew serious and that proved everything Vegeta needed to know - right then and there. Vegeta's eyes narrowed even more if possible and the displeasure was clear on his scowling features. More than anything, he wanted to say that he couldn't believe it, but in actuality he could. It never came to him as a surprise whenever he found out that he was behind Kakarot once again, but such a thing didn't make Vegeta any less angry about it. He clenched his fists; he had been training just as hard as Kakarot and Raditz and yet they both managed to leave him behind.

His onyx eyes spitefully diverted onto Gohan. If that was the case, then where was he in terms of strength compared to Kakarot's half-breed? The mere thought alone was enough to make the Saiyan Prince growl and the Supreme Kai couldn't help but look on worriedly. Something wasn't right.

"I don't get it," Vegeta muttered angrily. "What the hell is so different about us that a Prince, someone such as myself, falls behind?! I'm in a higher league than the lot of you! I'm an Elite warrior!"

Goku paled slightly. "H-Hey, Vegeta, I know you're a little upset, but calm - "

" - Don't tell me to calm down!" Vegeta snapped bitterly. "You weren't even going to tell me about this new form, were you? As usual, I always have to be the last to know about everything!"

And while Vegeta continued on his rant, Goku did nothing but listen on quietly as there wasn't much he could do. Meanwhile, both Tarble and the Supreme Kai were at a lost for how to handle the quickly escalating situation between the two Saiyan warriors, while Dabura couldn't help but be drawn to the heated Saiyan. Despite the situation he was in with Gohan, Dabura couldn't help but smirk. He was so absorbed in what was going on between Vegeta and Goku that he failed to notice that Gohan had but a considerable amount of excess ki behind his attack, all but forcing his sword to snap in half.

Dabura's eyes widened, quickly becoming engulfed in Gohan's ki blast and released a pained grunt. He made the mistake of getting careless - something of which nearly cost him his life.

'Dabura!' Babidi yelled. The green wizard had his tiny fists balled up and his eyes were all but narrowed and full of displeasure. 'What is the meaning of this?!'

The Demon King was quick to respond, closing his eyes. 'Forgive me, Master, but I couldn't hope but notice something worthwhile.'

Babidi wasn't convinced. 'Something worthwhile enough to near cost you your life? We can't afford to be beaten here, Dabura! Majin Buu must be revived at all costs!'

"I'm well aware, Master; however, I still ask that you take us back to the ship. I'm sure this plan will speed up the process for us. We won't even have to lift a finger if all goes accordingly.'

Babidi fell silent for a bit, but it certainly didn't take him long to dwell on it. 'Very well,' he finally answered. 'I'll hear you out.'

And just like that, the warriors found themselves back onto Babidi's ship within seconds. Immediately, Gohan, whom had been pursing an injured Dabura, came to a stop. The half-Saiyan was all but confused and his features wholly reflected this. The teen Saiyan cast a glance over his shoulder, quickly noting that everyone else was just as confused.

"What's going on?" Tarble inquired. The younger brother of Vegeta asked the question everyone was mulling over internally and the Supreme Kai was the first one to respond, his eyes warily looking around.

"That's what I'm trying to figure out." The Supreme Kai muttered. His eyes accusingly diverted onto Dabura, whom was shakily rising to his feet with a smirk. Shin narrowed his eyes meaningfully. "Explain what's going on this instant; what's the meaning of this?"

Dabura released a low chuckle, his broad shoulders shaking in conjunction. "There's been a slight tweak to the plan is all." The warriors still looked confused and as Dabura eased into the only door on said level, he decided to explain a little more - albeit, it was still pretty vague. "Master Babidi and I decided to recruit a new addition. From here on out, things will be much more entertaining."

The Demon King had nothing more to say to them, retreating away behind closed doors. Vegeta, whom had been irritated as is, scoffed. It was just one thing after another and Vegeta about near had it with everything. From sensing Raditz's new form over the years, the tournament getting interrupted and getting caught up with the Supreme Kai and his affairs; thus, postponing their fight and now this? "You've got to be kidding me. What, now?"

The others barely had time to respond to Vegeta's question, before the Saiyan Prince was suddenly tensing. Then there was an immense discomfort - no, pain - overwhelming his head out of no where; he all but grasped his head in an futile attempt to stop whatever it was going on. However, it ended up getting so unbearable to the point where the shorter Saiyan was all but hunched over.

Vegeta was releasing pained, disgruntled cries.

"Brother!" Tarble called out worriedly, his brows furrowed together in evident concern. "What's wrong?!"

The Saiyan Prince all but fell to his knees, throwing his head back as he clawed at his head with his fingers. He couldn't describe it, but it felt as if he was being attacked from the inside. Somehow he managed to get this out to a worried Goku and the others whom wanted to know what was going on, but another wave of immense pain washed over him and prevented him from hearing what the others said in response.

"Oh, no!" Shin cried in disbelief. The male had pieced everything together after a bout of silence. The new recruit Dabura was talking about was none other than Vegeta himself! How could he have been so stupid? Even he could tell that Vegeta was nothing like the others. Goku, Gohan, and Tarble were all pure and didn't seem to have an inch of evil in their bones at all. Vegeta, on the other hand, was extremely arrogant and lacked the same conviction and personality that the others had; Vegeta had a much darker nature compared to the rest. Of course Dabura would take note of Vegeta's personality! Why else would Dabura interrupt a fight, of which they could gather energy for Majin Buu?

This was horrible! There was no telling what would happen if Babidi managed to gain control of Vegeta; the Saiyan was hard enough to deal with as is! Shin swallowed thickly, his eyes fearfully wide as he regarded the Saiyan writhing around in pain. "Vegeta, no! At all costs, you must fight back! Babidi's using a spell on you!"

"I-I'm trying!" Vegeta responded back, powering up to that of Super Saiyan with a yell.

Naturally, Babidi wasn't having that. Sneakily, as if he wasn't doing enough already, Babidi made it much harder for Vegeta to resist with a few additional words as he refused to allow this opportunity to slip past them. Dabura was on to something and with Vegeta on their side, there would be truly nothing that would stop them. The three of them together could destroy Earth and many planets - universes, even - with no trouble at all. All of humanity would perish by their hands.

And as if giving it all he had on his end as well, Vegeta released a final strangled battle cry.

He was attempting to overwhelm the monstrous energy cackling in the form of red sparks around his yellow, Super Saiyan aura. Though, to the eyes of those looking on, the monstrous red sparks of energy seemed to do nothing but engulf and swallow the energy Vegeta was releasing. It was an energy so horrible, that the others couldn't will themselves to approach the struggling Saiyan.

Eventually, as Vegeta's strangled cries died down and the ki encasing him disappeared entirely, Goku worked up the courage to approach the Saiyan of which was awkwardly slumped over on his knees.

"Wait," The Supreme Kai called out, hurriedly cutting off Goku's path to the Saiyan.

Goku shot him a confused look. "Wha - ?"

" - I'm afraid it's too late for him now."

Tarble's eyes widened at Shin's words, hoping that there was a chance that he had misheard the purple-skinned male. His agape mouth closed and opened back up several times as he battled on whether or not to confirm his fears. "Did you just say...?" Tarble shook his head before he could finish, refusing to accept what was taking place let alone repeat it. "That can't be right! My brother would never fall for a cheap trick like this!" Tarble diverted his eyes onto Vegeta, "Right, brother?!"

But to his utter horror, when Vegeta finally caught his bearings and stood upright, there was an all too familiar mark on Vegeta's forehead.

Followed by a dark, sadistic chuckle.

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"And that pretty much sums it up." Android 18 finished. It had been much harder than she thought to tell Raditz about both nightmares, but she managed to get through it and Raditz had been nothing but patient and attentive as she did so.

A now fully dressed Raditz on the other hand couldn't help but mull over everything his wife told him. In truth, he didn't know what disturbed him more - the nightmares, or the fact that they either consisted of something that has already happened or something that was going to happen. And as if pure testament to what his wife had relayed to him had thoroughly shaken him up, he suddenly found it difficult to swallow. In its stead was a rebellious lump of saliva.

All in all, the Saiyan warrior couldn't recall the last time he felt such an emotion as it has been years, but he remembered it all too well:

Fear.

"Raditz?" Android 18 prodded after a bout of silence. Her blonde brows were furrowed in concern as she regarded the male as he had a thin coat of sweat on his features. Her icy blue eyes diverted down onto her wrist, grimacing slightly. Even his tail was curled around her wrist and it usually remained wrapped around his waist at all times disguised as a belt.

The long-haired Saiyan snapped out of his stupor upon hearing his wife speak. Part of him was swallowed by fear, and the other half of him was filled with the overwhelming urge to protect. His instincts was kicking in full gear and his heart was beating at least twice its normal rate. He suddenly rose to his feet, having made up his mind as he did so. The long-haired Saiyan briskly made his way towards the door of the locker rooms, "Maybe I should have went with them, after all."

Initially, 18 had been too stunned to move, but the moment she saw her husband opening the door and trekking out of the room. She quickly got up and followed behind him, icy blue eyes wide. "Raditz?" She called again.

No response.

The long-haired Saiyan continued walking, much too absorbed in his own thoughts. 18 did manage to piece together that he was most likely heading back towards the ring - where the tournament had finished up not too long ago - at least. The closer they got to the ring, the louder the cheers of the overzealous fans became; it seemed that they were still pretty hype about Hercule's win. Usually, she'd snort at the irony of it all, but she couldn't seem to find it within herself to dwell on it. Her husband was acting in a way she has never seen before and it was scaring her.

This wasn't the reaction she expected - or rather, it was a far cry from what she expected.

And seeing as calling his name wasn't working, she tried a different approach grabbing her husband's hand mid-stride. "Raditz!" She called a bit firmer, her icy blue eyes narrowing. They were within sight of the ring now and the crowd was still cheering wildly as Hercule shamelessly wallowed in the midst of it all. She ignored them, her eyes focused on Raditz instead. "You're scaring me."

Raditz's eyes widened, whirling around to face his wife. The male exhaled - in an attempt to get himself back under control. Having somewhat succeeded, he apologized. "Sorry about that, Lazuli. That's the last thing I wanted to do." His onyx eyes had a much more serious tone to it than 18 was used to dealing with - or rather, it was something she hadn't witnessed in a while. "But I meant it when I said I was going to protect our family. I'm going to check on Chi-Chi, Bulma, and the kids and then I'm going to - "

" - Gohan and...Goku?" 18 suddenly called out wide-eyed. Her expression mirrored that of the audience and Hercule Satan as they were all equally confused. "The Supreme Kai, Tarble, and Vegeta are back as well it seems. I don't understand. How did they just appear like that? You and Goku are the only ones that know instant transmission, right?"

Raditz cocked a brow, turning around to take in the scene aside his wife. It was just as she stated. Kakarot, Gohan, Vegeta, Tarble and the Supreme Kai were all standing in the middle of the ring. His black brows furrowed more if possible. But where were the others? Where was Piccolo and Krillin? And why was Vegeta in his Super Saiyan form when he was surrounded by nothing by allies? There was no enemies amongst them and the more Raditz observed the scene aside his wife, the less it made sense. Just what the hell was going on here?

And why the hell did Vegeta have an 'M' on his forehead? Why the hell did that insignia look so familiar?

"Isn't that the same insignia on the ones that attacked Gohan earlier?"

Raditz's eyes widened, realizing that the blonde beside him was right. "Yeah," he muttered, "but what the hell is it doing on Vegeta? As long as I've worked with Vegeta in the past, I think I would've noticed it by now."

The announcer, standing aside Hercule, seemed to inquire about this as well - unaware that Raditz and 18 were trying to figure out the same thing. "Goku? Vegeta? Is that...you guys?" The blonde-haired male seemed to fail to capture the severity of the situation, recklessly approaching the duo. "I'm sorry guys," He began apologetically, "but the tournament is over. I'm afraid you guys were a little too late; but hey, there's always next ye - "

" - Wait," The Supreme Kai called out hurriedly. "Please, stay where you are! I beg of you!"

Majin Vegeta harrumphed, an evil smirk crossing his features as he deliberately flared his ki; this action sent both Hercule and the announcer hurling backwards and off of the ring. Luckily, Tarble and Gohan were quick to act, catching both males and getting them back to safety. This was of no concern to Vegeta however, the Super Saiyan, diverting his cold gaze onto his target.

Which was none other than Son Goku.

"Kakarot," Vegeta declared with a smirk. The male extended his arm towards the wide-eyed Saiyan, his thumb laying in the middle of his palm as he prepared to fire out a ki blast towards the male. "Prepare yourself."

The Supreme Kai's eyes widened in pure fear. "No!" He cried out, "Vegeta, what are you doing?! There's millions of people here!"

"He's right, Vegeta! Get ahold of yourself!"

Vegeta blatantly ignored the Supreme Kai's and Goku's plea, firing out his ki blast anyway. Goku barely had time to cross his forearms before Vegeta's attack collided, and the Saiyan was noticeably sliding back. The spiky-haired Saiyan was in his base state, after all. If he didn't do something soon, this wouldn't end well. Not to mention, he had to consider the lives of everyone behind him. Why would Babidi transport them here of all places in the first place?! There was just no way he wasn't aware of the danger this would put others in! Even as Goku dwelled on this mentally, that did little to stop Vegeta from putting more energy into his ki blast and ultimately forcing Goku off of the ring.

The Saiyan lost his footing as a result, the ki blast continuing on and ultimately colliding into the stands parallel to Vegeta; it incinerated upon contact, taking thousands of innocent lives with it.

"No!" The Supreme Kai called out. "They're innocent people! They have no part in this!"

Immediately, what had been loud and joyous cheers from the spectators, turned to cries of fear as they hurriedly dashed for safety.

Tarble, open mouth and wide eyed, fell to his knees as he was utterly distraught. He didn't think he could bare to watch anymore. This all seemed like a horrible nightmare that wouldn't allow them to wake up or escape. He all but clamped his hand over his mouth as the memory of thousands of people dying made him recoil.

Likewise, a certain blue-haired scientist was thinking along the same lines with wide-eyes. Unlike Tarble, however, she couldn't force her eyes off of the scene before them even if she wanted to.

Besides, there had to be some sort of mistake, right? The Vegeta she knew would have never done something like this. And just what in the world was going on in the first place? What reason would Vegeta have to kill all of those innocent people like that? The overwhelmed mother brought her palms to her forehead, raking her shaky fingers through her blue hair. Bulma's blue eyes all but welled up with tears. "Ve...ge..ta?"

Unfortunately, for Bulma and Tarble, the horrid screams harshly reminded them that this was indeed reality. At this, Bulma released a choked cry as the tears that formed all but ran down the sides of her face.

Meanwhile, 18 could do nothing but gape, her lips slightly parted as she took in what was left of the scene before them. "I've never seen this side of him. This is - "

" - inexcusable." Raditz interrupted with narrowed eyes. "What the hell does he think he's doing? The kids, his kid, and Bulma are here for crying out loud." By pure coincidence, his eyes managed to snag sight of all-too-familiar blue hair and his eyes widened at the sight of his blue-haired friend. Even from here, he could tell that she was distraught. Raditz released a growl as he powered up to Super Saiyan himself, clenching his fists and taking a step forwards. "Regardless, Kakarot better do something about this soon, or I'll kill him myself."

"Don't get any ideas. We don't even know what's going on," 18 reminded her husband, latching onto his arm. "Besides, putting you and Vegeta's dislike for one another aside, do you really think you could kill Bulma's husband? She loves him, right? Furthermore, there's Trunks. Could you explain to an eight-year-old why you killed his father?"

Raditz's eyes widened at this, reluctantly powering down. "Then what do you suggest I do? Leave this to Kakarot?"

At this 18 fell silent, seemingly considering her next words. Granted, none of them really knew what was going on, but Raditz did have a valid point.

As far as Vegeta, the male kept his teal eyes on Goku's angry black ones. He was unfazed by Goku's anger towards him. If anything, he was amused and this was more than clear. "Well? Unless you want more bodies on your conscience, I suggest you make up your mind."

Goku narrowed his eyes further despite the situation. "I'm appalled that you would even say something like that. Your actions were absolutely disgusting and I'm disgusted with the fact that you allowed yourself to be controlled! I thought you were stronger than that, Vegeta! How dare you allow Babidi to enslave you like some animal?"

Gohan and the Supreme Kai's eyes widened at Goku's boldness, whirling their heads around to regard the male. "Dad!" Gohan called out in disbelief, "If you continue talking like that, Vegeta really will kill more people!"

"Gohan's right!" Shin agreed. "This isn't the way to handle things! I think we should all - "

Though, before Shin could even finish, Vegeta was all but summoning another ki blast and taking out another thousand of people in the process. For the second time, horrified and distraught screams rung out and this seemed to be the last straw for Goku; the spiky-haired male had all but powered up to his Super Saiyan form with dangerously narrowed teal eyes.

Vegeta smirked. "That's more like it. I take it you've come to your senses."

"Unfortunately, I can't say the same thing for you." And having said that, Goku all but made his way towards Vegeta with purposeful steps. "Look at what you're doing to your poor brother and the innocent lives around you! Have you no shame?"

"Dad," Gohan called out quickly, "Stop it! This clearly isn't the place for this!"

"I agree!" Shin jumped in, going as far as to cut in between Goku and Vegeta. Goku stopped mid-stride, his teal eyes taking in Vegeta's amusement-filled eyes. Shin was quick to continue, elaborating. "Besides, this is exactly what Babidi wants! Why else would he transport us here? The people Vegeta are killing are being used as both fuel to revive Majin Buu and to goad you two into fighting to draw out more energy. Don't you understand?"

Goku didn't respond. Instead, he lifted up a palm and summoned ki in the center of said palm. "There's no other option, Supreme Kai. Now please, move out of the way."

Shin's eyes widened. "Goku! You can't be serious! What about Majin Buu?"

"Don't make me repeat myself."

Shin's eyes narrowed. "Then in that case, I refuse to move from this spot! I will not allow you to engage Vegeta; doing so will only give Babidi what he wants!"

But Goku didn't budge, going as far as to summon more ki.

Shin's eyes widened in fear - as did Gohan's.

"D-Dad, what you doing? He's the Supreme Kai!"

"Stay out of this, Gohan." It was a simple order but Gohan knew better than to talk back and reluctantly piped down. On the other hand, Shin was forced to realize that Goku was absolutely serious about getting to Vegeta and caved. The male exhaled, reluctantly stepping out of Goku's way.

"Alright, Babidi, you want me to fight Vegeta, right? The only way I'll do that is if you move us to another place."

For a moment, it didn't seem as if there would be any response, but in no time, the group of four quickly found themselves back where they started; Babidi's ship.

Silence.

Despite the newfound situation, it didn't take long for the Supreme Kai to come up with an idea and all but asked for Gohan's and Tarble's assistance. The latter was still rather distraught, but the Supreme Kai figured that maybe the three of them could handle this before things got blown out of proportion even more. Perhaps, this would even take Tarble's mind off of things for a while. If they could locate Babidi and Dabura and take them out or even somehow destroy the confinement Buu was in without tampering with it too much, then maybe there was still hope after all.

"Gohan, Tarble," The Supreme Kai called out expectantly, "Let's leave things here to Goku. At this point, all we can do is give it our best and try our hardest; the fate of the universe rests on our hands."

Tarble weakly nodded his agreement, deliberately avoiding so much as a gaze in Vegeta's direction. Even if he wasn't sure he'd be able to aide Gohan and the Supreme Kai much, being with them was certainly better than staying here.