Chapter 15: Tricks of the trade.
Ducking behind a rock, Goku began to try and catch his breath. "Holy cow she's strong. I never thought a kid would be this strong. She's way stronger than Pan or Bulla." He admitted, clenching his fist when she began to laugh. "There's no point in hiding Kakarot!" Kukei yelled, scanning the area for him from above. "This is crazy. I haven't killed anyone." Goku muttered, shaking his head. "Stop hiding like a child. Come out and fight me!" She roared as Goku sighed, returning to his base form to conserve what remained of his strength.
Taking a deep breath, he began to create copy's of himself. "Over here!" He called, his words causing Kukei to destroy the boulder. Shocked, she stared down at him. "Really? You got nothing else left?" She asked, causing Goku to smile. "Let's see how you handle the multi form technique." As Goku rose from the ground, his copies began to fly in different directions until Kukei was completely surrounded.
Laughing, all of the Goku's fired rapid energy blasts at Kukei. Gritting her teeth, she tried to dodge all of the blasts. "What's going on. There's hundreds of them." Kukei grumbled, gritting her teeth as she missed one of the energy blasts; causing her to be hit by the others as well.
Falling to the ground, she could hear Goku laughing at her from above. The arena shaking as Kukei impacted the arena. "Some trick like this wont beat me!" She cried, glaring at him as she began to fire her own energy blasts back. Her eyes shooting open in surprise when one of her blasts connected with Goku, causing him to vanish into thin air. "That's it! There's not hundreds of them; there's only one real one." realizing the façade that Goku had created, she smiled and began to fire even more energy blasts.
Stretching his arms behind his back, Hiromi yawned. "So, you prefer to fight alone too?" He asked, looking at Merus as he took a deep breath. "I do. When there are too many involved in a singular encounter, it becomes quite hectic to control unnecessary, friendly injuries." He explained, tilting his head when Hiromi chuckled. "We've got something in common then." He admitted, placing his hands in his pockets. "What do you mean?" Merus asked, crossing his arms as Hiromi chuckled once more. "When I fight, I have to be careful what I do or how I move. If not, I'll most likely end up cutting someone's arms off." Hiromi explained, shaking his head.
Shaking his head, Merus rose an eyebrow. "How? You don't have any weapons." He stated, placing his hands on his hips. "I am the weapon." Hiromi stated, taking his left hand out of his pocket. Clenching it tightly as he stared down at it. Scowling when Merus stepped forward. "I'm not sure I understand. Are you alright?" He asked as Hiromi punched in his direction. "I'm fine… But if you're prepared, I'd be happy to show you." He offered, smirking when Merus nodded, vanishing from view.
Kukei began to breath heavily as she stopped firing and looked up into the sky. "Alright, there's only four now." Smiling, she flew up into the sky once more and began to attack the Goku's.
Releasing a red energy beam at one, she grabbed another by the hair with her free hand, throwing him at another. With only one Goku left, she began to laugh. "You're really something Kukei. You're definitely the strongest kid I've ever fought. You're parents must be proud." Goku applauded her, inadvertently; enraging her even more. "Don't you dare talk about Momma and papa!" Kukei roared, powering up.
Realizing that there was no other way, Goku powered up; becoming SSB Kaio-ken. "Get ready to die!" Kukei yelled as she began to attack Goku with a barrage of wild and erratic attacks. In her blinded rage, her attacks became sloppy and easily readable by her more experienced opponent.
Countering her attack with a kick of his own, Goku sent Kukei flying into a giant rock. "Kukei!" Peiri yelled from the stands, worried for her daughters well being. Screaming, Kukei's power caused the rock to explode. "I've had enough!" Kukei yelled as the strange lines that covered her body began to glow red as her eyes turned a bright red. The entire stage rumbling as Kukei continued to build up power. "What is she doing? Why does this aura seem so familiar?" Berrus asked as Whis shook his head, a look of disappointment covering his face. "If you choose to ignorantly forget important events in history. Do not heckle me for the answers later." Berrus continued to stare at Whis as he fixed himself in his seat. "What is he talking about?" Belmond asked looking at Marcarita, who shook her head. "Come on honey, get him!" Peiri cheered from the stands, seeing her daughter gaining power.
Everyone on the battlefield paused momentarily as the ground under them began to quake with Kukei's increased power.
Looking behind him, Broly winced when Shougen's fist collided with his face. "What is that?" He asked, glancing at Shougen. "It's the runt." Shougen replied, stepping next to him, crossing his arms. "You're her teacher, right?" Broly asked, tilting his head in confusion when Shougen laughed. "I am, Let's continue." Shougen stated, clenching his fist as Broly elbow tackled him, sending him sliding backward.
Jiren's fingers twitched, as he too, sensed the change. Ending his meditation, he landed upon a plateau to watch the fight, crossing his arms; he stared up at the young girl, his stoic gaze unwavering. "What kind of power is this?" Goku asked himself; having to brace himself just to keep his balance.
With her screaming finished, Kukei looked up at Goku; her eyes glowing red as the lines on her body pulsed with pure power.
Smiling, Kukei began to take slow, methodical steps towards Goku. "Throw yourself over, if you want to live. The girl did not want to kill, she was weak. She could not see as I can. You will soon find that I am not so forgiving." Kukei began to monologue in a rough voice, completely unfamiliar to him. "What the-!" Goku's thoughts were cut short when Kukei punched him in the stomach, causing his vision to blur.
Without giving Goku a moment to recover, Kukei followed up by kicking him into the air. Goku screamed in pain as Kukei appeared above him, smashing her feet into his back, sending him back towards the platform.
Before he crashed, his stomach slammed into Kukei's waiting knee. Coughing up blood, Goku rolled over on the ground; wincing as Kukei put her foot on his chest where her knee had just connected. Pushing down on him, she seemed to be delighting in his pain filled screams. "This is all the power you have? And to think that you were the one that killed father. Pathetic, Just die already." Kukei stated, pushing down on his stomach once more before she raised her hand to his head, releasing multiple energy blasts inches from his face, strewing up a dust cloud around them.
Catching Merus's punch, Hiromi chuckled. "You look a lot like the Angel's, you know." He admitted, punching back. Catching Hiromi's punch, Merus chuckled, nodding his head. "Of course I do, I was once one of them myself." He admitted, twirling when Hiromi attempted to kick him. You were? The hell does that mean? He asked, raising an eyebrow. "Angel's are forbidden from participating in direct combat. If we break that rule, we fade away." Hearing Merus's words, Hiromi crossed his arms. "So you get erased?" "Basically, yes. But when I vanished, I was gifted with a second chance; returning as a mortal. You see, In my final moments, I helped Goku and Vegeta defeat a great threat to our Universe and perhaps the multiverse. For that, the Grand Priest gifted me with a second chance. Of course, I now lack the power of an Angel. Though weak, I am far from." He admitted, smiling when Hiromi chuckled. "It's a good thing that rule doesn't apply to people that fuse with Angel's. If it did we would've been wiped out years ago." He admitted, shaking his head. "I heard Zagraeus state earlier that he defeated Zoda in combat, is that true?" Merus asked, Tilting his head.
Placing his hands in his pockets, Hiromi shrugged his shoulders. "I'm not really sure about the specifics. I was already dead when it happened. I only know what Drago told me and to be completely honest, I didn't pay very much attention to that. When Drago starts to explain something, it can take up to three or four hours for him to get through it and to be honest, I spend most of that time asleep. Does it get me in a lot of unnecessary and dangerous situations when I don't fully understand the plan in question? Yes, but at this point it's part of my character. It also makes Drago mad and I find pissing him off like that, extremely hilarious." Hiromi admitted, cracking a slight smile. "Your group of friends is quite eccentric. Every one of you is so different from the others. Yet, you still find a way to coexist in a friendly and peaceful manner." Merus admitted, tapping his chin in thought. "It wasn't always like that though, there was a time when Shougen, Zagraeus and Reece would have loved nothing more than to rip each other apart. It took until our world was literally being torn apart to pull them together. Now, their the best of friends." Hiromi admitted, chuckling when he looked at Merus, seeing the look of pure confusion on his face.
Shaking his head, Merus sighed. "I guess people that are completely different can become friends. Just look at Goku and Vegeta; those two are on completely different sides of the scale." Merus agreed, nodding his head. "A shared understanding of the dangers that you face helps with that. Shougen always says that the greatest of friendships are formed on the field of battle after all." Hiromi added, sighing when Berrus and Peiri groaned from above. "Merus! What are you doing? This isn't the time for idle chitchat. Eliminate him already!" Berrus roared, grunting in annoyance when Peiri nodded in agreement. "That goes for you too Hiromi! What did we talk about before!? The survival of our Universe is at stake, if we loose; everyone dies, even you. What about your kids? Kuru, Genko, Miiako… Hi-." "Alright, alright; I get it mom!" Hiromi yelled up at her, scowling. "Don't talk to me in that tone!" She yelled back, pointing at him as he gave her the finger. "I'll handle it, just back off." He muttered, pulling on his jacket. "Looks like the time for talking is over." Hiromi admitted, cracking his neck. "It looks like it." Merus agreed. The two warriors staring at each other for a few seconds before charging forward.
Watching from below, Jiren shook his head; completely shocked. "What is she?" He wondered aloud, his words draining away as the smoke cleared, revealing Kukei standing above Goku, his hair returning to its black color as he lay, unmoving. "Still alive huh? Your more stubborn than I thought. Oh well, I suppose all that's left to do now is to take out the trash" Kukei chuckled as she grabbed Goku by the hair.
As she dragged him towards the edge, Jiren landed in front of her. "I suggest you put him down." He ordered, causing her to smile. "So the freak has come for his shot at glory, has he?" She asked as Jiren's eyes narrowed. "You are not the child… What are you?" He asked, his calm demeanor remaining. "I am her darkest desires, the wishes that she herself, is to pure to commit. I suppose, you could say that I am the darkness to her light." "I see." Jiren replied, staring at her. "Though you posses great strength, I can tell that you are not as strong as your father. The only reason you defeated Goku so easily is because he believed that he could defeat you without delving into the power of Ultra instinct. His incessant need to prove himself in combat is the reason that his back gets pushed to the wall so often. If he would fight with his full potential up front, instead of testing his enemy from a weaker state; he would not have found himself in this situation. You will soon find that I am not as foolish." Hearing his statement, Kukei glared at him. "Putting that aside, you are the complete opposite of what that girl is. I could sense that the girl from before had no other wish than to make her parent's and teacher proud. You, on the other hand; you crave nothing less than wanton destruction and death. I will not allow such chaos to run rampant. I have dedicated my life to the destruction of evil and if that means that I must face a child in combat, then so be it." With his explanation complete, Jiren began to walk towards her. His strides; long and menacing.
"You think you can win!? Don't make me laugh!" Kukei yelled as she jumped to a rock pillar above him. "Experience the power of a collapsing star!" clapping her hands above her head, she created a large red ball.
Unflinching, Jiren stood his ground, his stern expression remaining as he crossed his arms once again. "Fool, I'll burn this entire place to ashes!" She roared as her ball continued to grow until it was the size of a small moon. Continuing to stare up at her, Jiren sighed. "Your strength is something to be commended for your young age, but nothing more." Visibly enraged, Kukei threw the large red ball at him.
Putting one hand out, he stopped the ball in its tracks. "Oh, what's this then?" Kukei asked, confused as she stared down at Jiren. "As I said, your strength is commendable. Not once have I met a child with your level of power. Compared to most of the other fighters here, your strength is admirable. Unluckily for you; before me, it is nothing." Kukei grit her teeth in anger as Jiren remained stone faced. "Oh yeah, we'll just see about that!" Yelling, she placed even more power into the ball, causing it to grow even larger. Becoming so powerful that it began to push Jiren back. "I suppose I can share a small portion of my strength with you. If it will help drive the point home that we are in completely different classes." Jiren stated, lifting his head to look at the large red ball as he closed his eyes.
The ground began to shake once more as Kukei's attack came closer. Lowering his arms, Jiren allowed her attack close in on him; sending Kukei into a dit of laughter as her victory neared.
Snapping his eyes open, they flashed red for a split second. Generating so much power, that Kukei's ball began to shoot back towards her. Unable to stop it, she crossed her arms infront of herself, bracing herself for impact. As the ball exploded, the arena was enveloped by a bright red light; so bright it was as if a star had exploded.
Raising his sword high into the air, Drago closed his eyes, his armor taking the blunt of Frieza's death beams. "Let the light flow over you Frieza. Repent your sins before the majesty of Talos." He stated as a flash of light covered them, causing Frieza's attacks to cease.
Twisting his mouth in disgust, Frieza shuddered as a warm glow covered him. "I have no need for your light, I repent to no one, I answer to no one. I am Frieza; ruler of the Universe." Hearing Frieza's statement, Drago frowned. "Then so be it." He lamented, pointing his sword at the ground below Frieza, a smile on his face. "May the kind and loving nature of the all father have mercy upon your soul." Frieza laughed as he watched Drago stand perfectly still, mouthing indistinguishable words. "What are you mumbling about now? Could it be that you've realized that your attempts at conversion are futile? Come then, beg for mercy at my. What the?" Frieza mocked, quickly becoming distracted when he became surrounded by a pillar of light. "Accept the purification of your soul!" Drago yelled as he activated the energy within the pillar; causing Frieza to scream in agony.
Thrusting his sword into the ground, Drago crossed his arms. "That should suffice." at his command the pillar of light vanished, leaving a battered Frieza laying in the dirt. "Do you see now Frieza? Your darkness can never hope to stand against the majesty of the light. I will only ask you once more. Repent, or suffer?" Lifting himself from the ground, his breathing heavy; Frieza looked back at Drago with a hate filled gaze. "I am lord Frieza… I. Repent. To no one!" Infuriated, he charged at Drago.
Picking his sword up out of the ground, Drago swung at Frieza's head; who nimbly dodged it, countering by placing his hand on Drago's chest. Pushing on his armor. Feeling a shock, Drago grunted. "What is this? My body-." Drago trailed off, loosing the ability to speak.
Unable to move, he stood, still mid swing, completely still like a statue. "A simple ability, yet quite an effective one. By pushing enough force onto your thoracic cavity, I can completely incapacitate your ability to move. Now, my friend, it is your turn to suffer." Frieza explained as he elbowed Drago in the nose; causing blood to fly from it. "To make it fun, let's get rid of this first, shall we?" Grabbing Drago's blade, Frieza pushed the hilt of it into Drago's left shoulder, shattering the buckle holding his breastplate in place as he dislocated his shoulder.
Throwing the blade behind him, he returned to attacking Drago. His maniacal laughter filling the arena as he continued to assault the helpless King, blood flying from his nose until he used all of his force to punch him in the stomach; shattering his other buckle, sending his breastplate crashing to the ground. "Your armor is not as effective as you had first thought, hmm?" Frieza mocked, chuckling as Drago continued to stare forward, unable to help himself.
Using his tail, Frieza swiped Drago into a rock. His back crashing hard into the rough, uneven land. Lifting his finger to point at him. Before he had a chance to fall to the ground, Frieza stabilized him against the rock with disks made of energy; two holding his arms at his sides as two more held his feet, another one pushing strongly against his throat, forcing him further into the rock. "Do you see what that pathetic light of yours has done to you now? It has abandoned you." Regaining the slight ability to move, Drago gritted his teeth. "The light will never abandon me, and I; Will never cast my faith aside. For anyone. Ever again." Hearing Drago's mumbled words, Frieza rolled his eyes. "Your words are quite annoying, every word you speak makes me want to remove your tongue. Say what, I'll make you a deal. How about I release you from your bonds, in return for this beautiful amulet." Watching Frieza place his hand on the amulet around his neck, Drago gasped. "Never!" He roared, causing Frieza to smile. "Is it truly that valuable?" Frieza asked, punching him once more in the face. "No matter how long you assault me with your violent actions and crass words, you will never break my body or my spirit." Drago stated as he spat blood onto Frieza's face.
Closing his eyes in disgust, Frieza clenched his fist. "Oh yes I will." Opening his eyes, he was confused to see Drago smiling back at him. "What in hells name are you grinning about?" Frieza asked as Drago snapped his fingers.
At its masters call, Drago's sword flew across the battlefield. Unaware, Frieza flinched as the large sword flew past his cheek, leaving a wide gash. "Clever trick." Frieza acknowledged as he looked back towards Drago. With blade in hand, he smiled. "You will find my will, equal to yours." He stated as the gems on the hilt of his sword began to glow. The power from them, evaporating the hill.
Landing on the ground, Drago snapped his shoulder back into place. "Much better. Now, shall we continue?" Smiling sadistically, Frieza spread his arms to his side and leaned forward. "As you wish." Frieza answered, lifting his finger to the sky; forming a large, purple energy ball above his head.
Flicking his finger towards Drago, the ball shot through the air towards him. Lifting his blade towards it, Drago smiled as the ball touched the sword tip, the crystals on the hilt beginning to glow once more. Frieza gasped in shock when his attack was effortlessly absorbed into the crystals. "What's this now?" Frieza asked, crossing his arms. "The dark power that you employ are useless against me. The light of Siegfried shall purify your soul" Frieza laughed at Drago's assumptive words. "If fourteen years in hell wasn't enough to change my soul. You have no chance!" Frieza yelled as he began to charge up power.
The ground beneath him began to crack as his body began to take on mass, the air surrounding him changing in intensity. Once Frieza had stopped screaming, Drago looked up at him. "So, is this your true power?" Drago asked, answered by Frieza's heavy breaths, accompanying the erratic twitching of his muscles. "Tell me, do you still believe that you can win?" Frieza asked as his body became more stable. "No, I know that I will win, but I shall indulge you." Drago answered as he threw Siegfried toward Frieza and vanished in a flash of light.
"What deity's do you people worship exactly? He's been preaching about Talos this whole time and now, he starts talking about someone named Siegfried." Berrus stated, crossing his arms. "Siegfried isn't a person, it's his sword." Peiri answered, crossing her arms. "Drago's sword is a legendary weapon; said to have been crafted by Talos himself. If the legends are to be believed, Talos placed a small portion of his power within the gems adorning the handle. Using them, Drago can absorb energies that hold evil and malicious intent." She explained, crossing her legs as she fixed herself. "Just our luck. First theirs someone that holds Xerrath's power, then someone that fused themselves with Talos and now, we have someone that wields a sword that has been blessed with a small portion of his power. A small portion of an Angel's power is still more than enough to lead anyone to victory." Berrus complained, shaking his head in disgust.
Both Sakura and Hit took a deep breath as they prepared their next attack. "For almost a thousand years. I've been the best hitman in the Universe. Only once have I faced an opponent that I had doubts of beating. Though now, I suppose I should change that statement to be two. Your speed is unprecedented, In all my years, I have never come across someone that can compete with your speed. Perhaps Dyspo of Universe 11 might, but he would be the only one." Hit admitted as he steadied himself. "I'm honored." Sakura admitted, knotting her ears into a bow. "Those ears of yours are surprisingly flexible." Hit stated, shaking his head in confusion; causing Sakura to laugh. "They have their uses, but don't start hitting on me. I'm taken." Sakura replied, holding out her hand to show Hit her wedding ring. "I would never waste my time with such trivial things; I am a professional. I am married to one thing and one thing only; my mission. Right now my mission is to ensure the survival of my Universe. Which means your defeat" Hit explained, taking his fighting stance and sliding towards her.
Taking a deep breath, she kicked to her right. Blocking her attack, Hit quickly vanished. Time and time again, Hit appeared around Sakura in random locations; and every time; Sakura struck him. Blocking every one of her hits, until he smiled. "There it is." Smiling, he struck her in the back.
Turning to counter, Sakura gasped as Hit punched her in the chest; a purple beam of light shooting from her back. "This strike will bind you in a cage of time." Hit explained as he kicked Sakura using all his strength; sending her sliding towards the edge. The heel of her shoe hanging over the edge as she sighed. "That was close." She sighed as she stepped forward, gasping as a shockwave radiated from the impact zone of Hit's punch. "What the h-." Sakura's words were immediately cut off as she became enveloped in a purple aura, frozen in place.
Laughing, Champa stuck out his tongue at Peiri. "Yes, That's the way Hit!" Champa cheered, pumping his arm in the air. "What're you so happy about?" Peiri asked, closing one eye. "This is Hit's trump card. He has frozen time around your friend; as long as he focuses on her, she will be frozen in time." Vados explained as Champa continued to celebrate. "That's the ticket Hit, just hold her until it's over."
Landing infront off her, he sighed as he looked at her; her eyes darting from side to side as she struggled to move. "Do not take this personally, I do what I must for the sake of my Universe. I'm sure you understand." He explained, placing his other hand in his pocket as he continued to hold a small purple ball in the direction of Sakura.
Piccolo gasped when the shadow bit him; causing him to leap backward. Scanning the darkness for any sign of it when it vanished. Covering his ears from the rampant, maddening whispers.
"I got ya now!" Caulifla roared as she punched at the form in the shadows, receiving a mighty kick to the face in return. "Attacking wildly is getting us no where. We have to make a plan." Piccolo spoke into the shadows, recoiling when a small fist connected with his back.
Caulifla clenched her fists tightly and began to yell when she was punched in the face. Turning super Saiyan, she began to glow. "What is it? Do you see her?" Piccolo asked, looking in the direction of her voice. "No, I just thought that super Saiyan might make this dammed fog disappears." Hearing her explanation, Piccolo rubbed his face in annoyance. "Hey, green man. There she is!" Caulifla called from a different direction.
Looking in her direction, Piccolo narrowed his eyes. "What do you see? She's looking right at me." Piccolo asked, cracking his knuckles as he stared the figure down. "Is that some kind of a joke!?" "What?" Piccolo asked, confused at her tone. "You just said that she was looking at you. How the hell can she be looking at you, when I can see her face looking at me!?" Piccolo's eyes narrowed as he thought about Caulifla's statement. "Impossible, there must be two of them in here, no wonder they can move so fast. Quick! Before they can react; flank to the left, now!" Piccolo commanded as he charged at the shadow. "Damn it!" Caulifla spat, reluctantly following Piccolo's orders.
The figures remained still until they disappeared just as the attacks of Piccolo and Caulifla connected, countering with attacks of her own. Sending them both recoiling backwards. "You alright this girl is strong, I saw her face for a second before she vanished. It's definitely that; Tink girl." Piccolo groaned as he cracked his jaw. " I saw that too. She's got a mean left hook, that's for dammed sure." Caulifla agreed, spitting to her side. "How is she capable of something like this? If there's only of them. How is she in two different places at once. I don't sense any change in the energy flow, so she cant be making copies of herself… Unless." Piccolo's head snapped up as he heard Caulifla yell from the shadows. "Hey, are you alright?" Piccolo yelled, looking around trying to find her. "I'm gonna kill this bitch!" Caulifla yelled, enraged for some unknown reason as sparks began to fly from her as the ground began to quake.
Her hair growing as she continued to yell. Arching backwards she let out a mighty yell as even the shadows they were trapped within became illuminated for a brief second by the immense glow.
Lowering her head, she took a few deep breaths to steady herself. "Lets see how you handle super Saiyan 2!" Caulifla mocked as Piccolo stared into the darkness. For the second that the shadows were lit; he saw that Tink was moving towards Caulifla.
Not wasting anytime, he charged towards Caulifla's position. "Duck!" Piccolo yelled as he kicked the air. Hitting something. He smiled until he was punched in the stomach sending him flying into a hard rock wall. Wincing, he stood. "What's going on here, she's stronger than she was a few seconds ago?" he wondered to himself as Tink charged at him. "Got you this time!" Piccolo stated as he stretched his arm out, grabbing Tink by the neck. "Not so tough now, are you?" Piccolo asked, confused as he heard Caulifla choking nearby. "Are you alright!?" Piccolo called, receiving only scattered coughs in return. "Can't….. Breath." Piccolo's eyes shot open at her answer. "That's it!" Piccolo cried as he dropped Tink to the ground. "I know how she's doing this; she isn't fighting us, were fighting each other. She's just acting as the instigator." Piccolo explained as Caulifla rose to her feet, rubbing her neck. "What now?" she asked, looking around. "we've got to find a way out of here." Caulifla ordered, staring into the darkness, completely ignoring Piccolo's words.
Hearing whispers from within the darkness, she squinted. "Big sis? Where are you" Caulifla grit her teeth as a vision of Fleur and Mimi attacking Kale appeared infront of her. "Kale no!" Without another thought, Caulifla charged at Tink who was once again mocking her. "No! Wait! Stop!" Piccolo yelled to no avail.
Reaching Tink, she punched her with all of her strength; hitting Piccolo instead, sending him flying into the darkness. Still seeing Tink's silhouette, she yelled once more in anger; releasing a large red energy beam from her hands, sending Tink's silhouette flying from the shadows. The darkness vanishing to reveal Piccolo being carried by the beam.
Watching him fly through the air, Caulifla grit her teeth. "Merrick, catch him!" She yelled, scowling when Tink's laugh echoed around her. "You should see the look on your face right now! It's priceless. You almost knocked your own friend out!" Tink laughed, falling to the ground as she rolled on her back as Caulifla clenched her fist tightly, glaring daggers at her.
Looking into the air, Merrick caught Mimi's punch as he heard Caulifla's cries, chuckling when he saw Piccolo. Kicking her away, he leapt into the air, grabbing him as he flew past. Landing, he smirked. "You alright?" He asked, patting him on the back. "I'm fine, thanks." He quickly thanked, forming a new cape and turban. "Were are you going?" Merrick asked, watching as Piccolo walked away. "The kids need me, they'll soon be eliminated on their own." Unless you need help with them." Piccolo replied, smirking when Merrick scoffed at his statement. "Like hell! Were the strongest in the multiverse, right Kale." Merrick asked, crossing his arms. "We sure are." She replied, throwing Fleur away by the hair. "Good to here, I'll see you around." Piccolo laughed, flying away.
Shaking his head, Berrus scowled "If only your fighter had more brains, she would have listened to a more experienced warrior. That almost ended horribly, you should teach your fighters better." Jumping to his feet, Champa pointed aggressively at his brother. "It was your fighter that almost got knocked out. Mabey you should have chosen stronger fighters if you didn't want to be out shown!" Champa yelled furiously.
Annoyed, Peiri threw her shield towards the two bickering God's. Both Champa and Berrus jumping in surprise as her shield bounced off of their heads; grabbing her shield when it returned to her, waggling her finger as she clicked her tongue. "Can you two stop. Right now there's something more important than your pathetic sibling rivalry!" Without argument, both Champa and Berrus mumbled under their breath and retook their seats at her command. "Thank you" Belmond thanked, bowing to her. "You have no idea how annoying those two can be." Peiri laughed at Belmond's complements. "It's nothing, don't mention it. Growing up, I had to end a lot of arguments between Oni and Talia. Since Zagraeus showed up it's been the same between him and Onii as well. I've got a lot of experience as the mediator." Peiri explained, pointing at Shogen who was currently smashing his shoulder into Broly's; both fighters trying to overpower the other. "I have to ask, is Shougen really your brother? The drastic size difference between him and the rest of you doesn't exactly add up." Belmond asked, honestly interested in her family tree. "Yeah, there's seven of us." Belmond blinked, shocked by her words. "Seven children!?" He gasped, shaking his head. "I can hardly imagine putting up with one of those noisy brats, let alone seven at one time." Berrus agreed, crossing his arms. "Really? If my memory serves me, you quite enjoyed your quality time with young Bulla." Whis revealed, causing Berrus to freeze. "That's different, I had no other choice. It's not my fault that the dammed brat thought I was a pet. She fed me whatever I wanted and besides, the way she patted my head was actually kind of relaxing alright? I kept her close because she was useful and loyal. Unlike some people I know. She's the only respectable one out of all of you." He ordered, scoffing as he looked back at the arena.
Turning back to Belmond, Peiri laughed. "Anyway, there's; Onii, Talia, Gazu, Tiio, Papi, Hinoa and yours truly. Mom also raised Fleur as well but she's not related, just like Tiio I told you about earlier. Actually, come to think of it; Onii isn't technically related to any of us either, now that I think about it. Though, you could argue either way." Peiri rambled, confusing herself with her own family tree. "Your family sounds lovely." Whis agreed, fixing himself in his seat as Belmond groaned in confusion, trying to unpack. what he had just heard.