Trunks kept his gaze attached to Garrick's limbs, ready for his first strike. "You can go first," Trunks said with a smile, hoping to draw out Garrick in haste.
Garrick let his hands fall to his sides and began to laugh; the boy was now trying to play mind games. It was cute. "Don't underestimate me," Garrick said and quickly darted forward. Garrick was at Trunks' doorstep in a millisecond and was already lashing out blows.
Trunks was caught too off guard to protect himself and the punches just seemed to keep coming. Trunks finally lost the grip on his sword and was propelled backwards into the air, his sword falling by the wayside. Trunks hit the ground and slid back before skidding to a halt.
"Come on, boy. Show me some gusto!" Garrick yelled and leapt over to Trunks. He came down knee first and crushed what was underneath him. Garrick looked, but it was only concrete… the boy was already standing and waiting.
Trunks quickly leapt forward and met Garrick with a barrage of his fastest strikes. He'd have to go all out in the beginning or else Garrick would quickly over power him. Trunks then found his opening in the frenzy and swung his foot into the side of Garrick's head. Garrick stumbled, but didn't fall.
Garrick cringed at the small pain throbbing in his temple, but what really got him was the dizziness; the kick was most unexpected. Garrick tried to recover, but was struck once more by a knee to the stomach. Garrick reeled back, but glanced up just in time to greet Trunks' uppercut.
Trunks followed the sailing body high into the air before clasping his hands together and driving them into Garrick's face. Garrick quickly changed directions and descended towards the ground; quickly connecting with the concrete in an explosion of rubble and smoke.
"I haven't used this move since I was a kid," Trunks commented to himself as he pulled his hands back to his side. It was a strong move and coupled with Goten… it could've easily taken out Broly when Lord Jaguar had brought him back
Garrick got to one knee and glanced up in the sky. The boy was close to making a fool out of him, but it would only be that once. He wouldn't make the mistake of being so careless ever again.
"Ka…me…ha…" Trunks chanted as the blue orb in his palms grew brighter. This had to work. It had to damage him enough to where the others could easily pick him off.
Garrick seethed as he searched through his memory banks and found Goku's energy attack, the "Kamehameha Wave". Garrick then launched up at Trunks; adamant that he would not be destroyed by his own move.
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Parlen dipped and dodged as energy beams cut through the air in her direction. Parlen had been trying to be a decoy until something could be done to fix everyone, but it was no use. Every time she came up with an idea… it was even more irrelevant than the last.
"Stop running little girl," Krillin said, firing another energy blast Parlen's way.
"You don't want to play with us?" Laurel asked mockingly, also sending a barrage of energy blasts her way.
Parlen dodged the energy attacks, but just barely. They were getting too accurate; she had to do something about it now. Parlen quickly powered as she watched her two assailants reel back for another round of energy blasts.
"I'll show you how I play," Parlen said with a smile and quickly rushed forward. Krillin and Laurel in midair as the shock factor fled through them. Parlen quickly seized her opportunity and reappeared at their backsides. She then flooded her ki to her hands and launched fierce barrage of energy attacks in their directions.
Krillin and Laurel felt the impact of the blasts grate into their necks; the sizzling of the energy reaching down beneath the surface to claim something that had wrongfully taken hold.
Laurel, the real laurel, suddenly regained control of her limbs as she found herself plummeting to the rocky Earth below. She quickly paused herself in mid-air and took complete control of herself. "Wow, thanks," Laurel said. She then reached back to her neck and felt the charred skin their.
Parlen was smiling, she had figured out how to turn everyone back. It would take a long time, but… it wouldn't work. It'd take too long; Garrick was still needed for an answer to that one. "How's Krillin doing?" Parlen asked Laurel.
Laurel had forgotten about Krillin until just then. She glanced down at Krillin, but what she saw definitely didn't ease the tension. She could tell Krillin was struggling, but struggling with what... she didn't know.
"Leave! I can't stop it!" Krillin yelled. He continuously dipped in and out of control, as he could tell that the device had only been damaged. Krillin then felt the machine driving a huge amount of ki into his right hand… and he couldn't do a damn thing to stop it.
"We won't leave you, Krillin. It'll be okay," Laurel said as she dipped down closer to Krillin.
"Stay… back!" Krillin yelled one last time before the machine in his body regained full control. He then helplessly watched as an energy disc was formed over his head.
Laurel saw the disc and immediately her heart began pounding. If she didn't escape this then- the disc launched at her without warning. Laurel flipped back and immediately felt the heat of the energy disc searing her skin as it passed over her.
Parlen saw Laurel flipping back… and then saw the Energy disc skimming at her with flight speed. Parlen began to ascend, to ascend high above the energy disc… where everything would be okay, but it didn't work out as she had planned. Parlen didn't even have time to wince as the blade met her stomach. The first few milliseconds of the collision burned; they shredded and pained beyond belief. After that though, everything was numb.
"Parlen, no!" Laurel yelled out, but she knew it was too late. She couldn't look away, but found herself watching Parlen's top half lifelessly fall to the ground below. Laurel seethed; her teeth grinding together with hatred for what Garrick had done. Laurel whipped around to face Krillin, but he was no where to be seen; so far gone that she couldn't even sense him.
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Vegeta soared through the air at a speed only limited by the fact that he didn't want to waste his ki before the battle. Vegeta knew that the fight was going to be tough, but no one could truly overcome him; for he was a Saiyan prince. The only one to truly exceed his power was Kakarot, but now that he was out of the picture… he was of no concern.
Vegeta's thoughts strayed as he sensed a familiar power level heading straight for him… it was Gohan. That brat still hadn't learned his lesson. It was a shame… it'd be the second of Kakarot's family out of the picture.
Vegeta arched an eyebrow as Gohan came closer; he had someone else with him. Vegeta slowed to a stop and hovered over the barren land under him, waiting for the two traitors.
Vegeta finally saw who was with Gohan; it was Videl. Vegeta had to laugh, how pathetic. If Gohan couldn't even survive against him… then neither would Videl. Though, as they were close enough to see every detail, Vegeta saw Videl in all actuality. She wasn't here to fight… she could barely move; Gohan was carrying her limp body by the collar.
Gohan slowed to a stop in front of Vegeta and smiled devilishly. "Long time no see," Gohan said, still holding Videl at his side.
"Cowering behind your wife, now?" Vegeta asked with a smirk.
Gohan glanced down at Videl and then back up at Vegeta, "Just a bit of persuasion."
Vegeta arched an eyebrow at the comment; this was going to be interesting. "I hope you're not including me this whole scenario. I don't persuade with the weak," Vegeta explained, his demeanor quickly changing to match his anger. How dare Gohan to try such trickery with a Saiyan prince.
"So you'll let her die, then?" Gohan asked, moving his free hand to the side of her head.
"Let her? Ha. I'll kill her myself if you want me to," Vegeta returned, meaning every word of it. Why should he care about the spouse of weak minded buffoon?
"Good; then you won't mind disposing of the life she carries with her, then?" Gohan asked, an intrigued look befalling his features.
Vegeta almost gasped in surprise, but held it in, his demeanor unchanging. So, Videl was pregnant. It must have just happened, because she sure wasn't showing any signs of it. "You can do that yourself. I don't dwindle in the affairs of the weak. My opponents can at least people up a fight… or they're just really good at pissing me off," Vegeta said, his smirk returning.
"I understand. I'll have to do it then," Gohan said, tossing Videl into the air. Vegeta began to move, but forced himself to stand still… convinced it was a bluff.
Vegeta watched as Videl fell back down to Gohan; only this time, his hand was gripped around his neck. "Come on now, I'm not stopping you," Vegeta said, urging him with a hastening hand gesture.
"Gohan, please… don't," Videl said, through weakened windpipes. She could barely feel her body, but she knew she was in trouble… she knew what was going on.
"Have it your way, Vegeta," Gohan said and formed an energy ball in his palm. He then shrugged and with no regard for his unborn child, forced it against Videl's stomach.
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Piccolo didn't even give Kabitokai a chance to say anything before he launched down from the lookout, a bright halo above his head. Piccolo soared through the air faster than he ever thought he could move. Nothing was going to stop him from ripping Garrick a new one. Over the years, he had truly grown to appreciate Earth and everyone on it. He sincerely considered everyone he knew his family. Even with him having to spend the last year on King Kai's planet he still felt attached to Gohan and the rest of his friends; he felt like he needed to be there.
Piccolo quickly got to the ground and carefully skimmed above grassy hills just feet below him. Then he sensed it; an energy he hadn't come into contact with in a long time… and it was no longer threatening.
"Green men taste good!" Buu yelled from a few yards in front of Piccolo. He came out of nowhere, obviously under the control of the machine plague, to confront him. How Buu knew he was here was a mystery, but he would not stand in his way. "Buu lo-
The pink monster's sentence was cut short however as Piccolo didn't even stop to smell the roses. He tore right through Buu; leaving him behind in a beautiful two piece set. Piccolo smiled as he continued on his journey to West City; he didn't know what he was going to do, but it sure as hell was going to be something.
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"HA!" Trunks finished the chant and let loose a giant blue ki beam. The beam tore through the air and hit the ground with a resounding thud. Trunks let go of the beam and let it dissipate as its explosion mushroomed out; trunks had to shield his eyes as the energy and fire raged below.
The explosion soon died out though and Trunks finally got his first peak at what was left of streets below. What used to be three city streets and Garrick's ship were now nothing more than a deep crater. Trunks breathed heavily as he let his hands fall back down to his sides.
Trunks couldn't speak… he could just smile. He knew he had done something. It might even be over.
"Nice try."
Trunks eyes went wide as fear ran through his body. Trunks turned in the direction of the voice and up above him, no evidence of injury plaguing his body at all, was Garrick. "No…" Trunks mumbled to himself, unable to accept the fact that his attack had done nothing at all.
"That was a brilliant attack. I wonder if mine can do any better." Garrick said with a smile as he pulled his hands to his sides. "Excuse me, while I give it a shot."
Good chapter I hope. I had fun writing it. I know it's deep into that final fight phase, but look forward to more plot moving segments, anyway. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it. Review if you want to, it'd sure help keep me motivated.
