Fusion…HA! 2- The Dead Zone
Part 10- His Name Is…
Boo never really wanted much in life. He liked to keep things simple. A little mass destruction here, a little genocide there and he was complacent. Everything was good then. When the Dead Zone opened for the first time he couldn't have been more elated. He had finally had a chance to do some of his favorite hobbies. He had a few things on his list. Boo was getting ready to get attempt an escape on his own. He was going to try exploding, hoping the release of power would help him open a crack…it turned out that it wasn't necessary. The Dead Zone opened and he was free. That was the first time he met Gogeta.
The fusion was already formed by the time Boo met them. He knew very little about fusions, although he had seen some in the past. They were laughable at best. In regards to power increase it was a great difference, but since the people he had been faced with were weak to begin with they didn't stand a chance. This one was different.
Gogeta was the epitome of power, not including Boo. He was strong beyond anyone's wildest imaginations. While the drawback of cockiness in most of the others had made for a good comedy show, this fusion could back up his words. Boo had to fight him with all he had before he was able to raise his power to the level that would allow him to really fight him. That was why it took them all so long reseal him back in the Dead Zone. Now Boo was stronger, and he was about to find out just how much the fusion had improved. His brother was off fighting his own battles. He would become part of the solution soon enough. Right now he was going to get the battle he wanted and enjoy it as long as he could. His plan, ending in the death of the fusion, was evolving nicely…except for the thunderous foot he just took against the chin.
"Oof!" Boo spun around uncontrollably. "I have to remember to stay focused," he whispered. "I can't be beaten until I finish my plan." Boo diverted the next kick with his arm, aiming it upward. Gogeta was watching the whole time as Boo shot forward and snapped a kick right under the chin, returning the favor. Gogeta did a complete flip to recover.
"You've improved."
"You haven't." Gogeta took a shot to his right shoulder from the front. Boo went too fast to see exactly how. Another came from the back, and this one hit the left shoulder. Afterward Gogeta had to hold it. It was stinging with pain, a kind he hadn't felt before.
"Time to play hard." Gogeta skipped all levels and went right to Super Saiyan 3. It had become increasingly easy to do so as he trained as Goku and Vegeta. Since both could reach the level and had trained at it for so long he could bypass the two weaker levels. Faced with the form that had defeated him the first time Boo felt a bit of anticipation.
"I was wondering when you would do that. I can't possibly fight you at full power unless you did that."
"Believe me, I won't disappoint." Gogeta was now behind Boo, just like that. He smacked him away, tearing up the ground around him with the simple maneuver. Boo used his power to stop himself mid-flight. Gogeta couldn't see him doing so, but he did hear him laughing. While he was Gogeta was pounded from behind. It was a hard hit, and it forced him to the ground.
"What!?" Gogeta scanned the area with a quick roll of the eyes and found two things wrong. The first was that there was no one else around. It was just him and Boo. The second, which was even more disturbing, was that Boo hadn't moved a muscle. Something had hit him. He didn't imagine that and as weird as it sounded it wasn't Boo…or at least it wasn't that Boo. Was it possible-
"Ha, ha!" Gogeta' face was rammed into the floor by the laughing assailant who seemed to hide himself in thin air again. During the quick attack Gogeta monitored Boo's movement. Once again there was none. He wasn't doing it. The most logical thing that the fusion could come up with was that Boo had done some sort of split form attack when he didn't notice and the other form was moving around too quickly for him to detect.
"What's the matter, fusion?"
"I'm sick of you calling me that, that's what. Listen. I'll spell it out for you. My name is-" Gogeta sidestepped and did a 180 degree turn with his fist homing on a shape he detected approaching. He hit money when he crushed what turned out to be a clone of Boo. It melted around his arm and coiled around his neck. It hardened that way, leaving little room for sight or breath. Gogeta clasped his hands around it and tried to pull it off, but it wasn't budging in the least. Boo descended to the ground and stood back to back with his foe, who was now trying desperately to get the constricting force off of his windpipe.
"I know exactly what your name is. It doesn't mean it will matter when you are dead. I don't think you can get that off before you run out of oxygen. It's too bad. I was going to do so much more."
"You're…wrong…Boo."
"Oh? About what?" The look on Gogeta's face changed from one of fear to one of confidence, bordering on cockiness.
"I am not going to die that easy. Your pathetic attack was pointless. You might want to consider trying something more drastic, like blowing yourself up." With one swipe the part of Boo that was supposedly strangling him was in his left hand. He tossed it back at Boo. "Take your slime."
"…"
"And don't give me that look. When you started this battle you knew two things. One was this battle was going to be the hardest in your life." Boo reabsorbed the loose limb back into himself.
"I suppose you are going to tell me what the other is."
"No. You'll have to beat that out of me." Boo took a single step when Gogeta held out a hand in a "stop" fashion. "I wouldn't go any farther than that if I were you."
"To hell with you and your warnings, fusion! You and I both know that you can't beat me!" Boo bounded into the air. Gogeta followed him with his hand, gathering all the ki that he needed for the next attack.
"Bicubang Attack!" Boo smiled and shifted his weight to the side as he started diving downward. He was ready for the attack, forcing Gogeta to fire it so soon that he could easily avoid it. The beam zoomed by him and left his target wide open. All he hit was air, but the air he hit was still occupied by Gogeta. He knew what was going on. It was the fusion using his own strategy against him. Then the still man began to fade.
He isn't using my attack. He moved! Where did he go? Boo rose into the air, becoming more upset with every passing second.
"If you don't show yourself then I will destroy this planet!" He meant business on that one. He raised a clawed hand into the air as if he were trying to get a hold of something. It filled with red light and became larger and larger. Still there was no sign of Gogeta.
"You drop that and you'll be sorry." The voice sounded like it came from nowhere in particular and everyone all at once.
"That remains to be seen!" Boo allowed his arm to fall, trying to make it look as if he had lost his grip on the energy. It started its downward spiral to the ground. Boo stared at it as it did. Just as it cleared his body and allowed him view of the horizon his attention was caught by something else. It was Gogeta, but at this time he looked more like a golden missile.
"Arrrrrgghhhhh!" Like a blade through tissue Gogeta separated the top and lower halves of Boo. He broke out of his charge right behind him, appearing right next to the top half. "I told you that you would be sorry." As Boo made all sorts of grunts and curse Gogeta was now in pursuit of the death ball about to collide with earth.
"Damn fusion!" Boo pulled himself together and healed the wound. He was now back as a whole. He turned around and his voice became stuck in his throat. Not only had his death ball been stopped from hitting the earth been bad enough, but also to add insult to injury (and possibly injury to injury) he was now it's target. Immediately he moved to the side, but Gogeta zanzoked right next to him and calmly pushed him back with an elbow to the side of his stomach. Boo tried dodging a different way but Gogeta met him there as well.
"You are just going to have to hold it back," said Gogeta as he materialized right next to Boo. Every cell in Boo's body told him to whack the fusion at that moment, but with the approaching ki ball he wouldn't have had a chance. Boo braced himself and took it head on, slowing it down at a reasonable pace.
"I made this, fusion. I can control it." As if to reply Gogeta flew in and rammed Boo into the death ball. Both were lodged inside now. Boo picked himself up, brimming with anger. Things weren't going all that well.
"You look upset about something."
"You can't beat me…you can't…" Boo clenched a fist close to his heart (or where it would be). "It's going to take a lot more than this to end me."
"I'm just getting warmed up." They circled around the new ring, now suspended in the air. There was hardly any room, and the fact that it was still in one piece was amazing, but that was the last thing on either of their minds. Boo launched his entire body at Gogeta, locking his arms around his opponent's waist. Boo picked him up and threw him against the other side of the sphere. Just as there was an impact on the bubble Boo created another when he performed a mule kick that caught Gogeta on the small of the back. Boo peeled him off of the wall and rammed his face into a knee. Gogeta spit up a little bit of blood.
"You don't want to see me motivated." Boo slammed his face into the sphere again. "When I really want something done I tend to do it with deadly efficiency."
"You are all talk." Gogeta smiled and gave Boo a shot to the gut before he could be introduced to the wall again. "It's all you do. I'm tired of fighting in this bubble. I think I'll pop it." Boo snatched him by the hand before he could think of a way how.
"Not until I'm finished coloring your face crimson red."
"You don't have a say in the matter. I'm sure Piccolo is going to do it soon."
"Piccolo?" Outside of the bubble on the ground was 18, a little more than dislike displayed on her face. She had been taken over by Boo, and it made her sick. He was going to pay. It didn't matter to him though. She was of little concern. The figure standing on air not to far above her was.
"Gogeta, let me have a shot at him. I can handle him" Gogeta nodded and used his ki to make the energy ball explode. Neither one of them was hurt, but they had a hell of a lot more room to maneuver now.
"Go ahead. He was boring me anyway." Boo stared long and hard at the fusion. All the time he had fantasized about killing him in horrible ways. All the years of frustration over not getting a second chance. Finally he was locked in battle with his rightful opponent and just like that another fighter steps in?
"We are not done yet, fusion!"
"I say you are." Piccolo floated forth. "I have a little score of my own to settle with you. It might be a fair fight this time. The last time we fought in the Dead Zone I thought that after you shed your stolen body that you would become far too strong for me to handle. I see that is not the case. I must have improved more than I thought."
"You still believe yourself to be more powerful?"
"I know myself to be more powerful, and I am not on a timer like Gogeta. I can pound you as long as I like." There was silence for almost two minutes. Piccolo was in no hurry. Boo couldn't escape. He was going to let him think it over for a while, realize the futility of his efforts before he was finished for good. It would be his turn for a change.
"If you think you can handle it, Namek, bring it on." 18 scowled at him, seeing her chance to get a shot at him slip away. Piccolo smiled, knowing how she felt and knowing what he was capable of doing to Boo. He faced his enemy and was locked in a gaze in which he very simply told Boo that he couldn't win.
"Gladly."
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The healing session was still going on. Rae found that she couldn't spread her regenerative powers over the wound like usual. Something was off. She quickly went off and found a doctor (who was more than happy to help if his life was spared). He examined the area on her back and suggested bringing Aspa to the emergency room. Rae agreed. They arrived inside with a plethora of green suited medics already inside. They started to operate on the area. Rae stood off to the side. She refused to leave the room as asked numerous times. If things were to get worse then she had to be nearby to keep Aspa from slipping away.
There has to be something that is sapping her strength or blocking my power. Her Saiyan genes are fighting a losing battle right now, but she isn't dead. Something is wrong inside of her and that's what is keeping her from healing. What is it though?
Rae kept tabs on what the doctors were doing, but so far they hadn't been able to find anything wrong besides the fact that she was dying. Most were surprised that she had survived as long as she had, but they didn't know that she was a Saiyan. Before long Rae was thinking about Dr. Sun's whole involvement.
Aspa's death or recovery is a bigger deal than I thought before. She is the reason Sun uses for doing what he is doing. We might be able to end this entire thing with him if Aspa pulls through. I'm sure b-chan will also want to talk to her. As far as I know Aspa hasn't had much real contact with her daughter, at least not person to person.
"I think I've found something!" Rae jumped from the wall over to the sea of green.
"What is it?"
"It's a shard of glass. It's huge. It was sticking in her back the whole time." He pulled out the offending glass and placed it on a towel that a nurse was holding. She took it away and the doctor looked around to make sure that they weren't leaving any bits or pieces.
"Would that keep her from recovering?"
"The way it was in there it could be a possibility, but now that it's out she will be alright. It's going to take a long time for her wound to close up fully and-" That was all Rae needed to hear. The doctors had done their job. Now that Aspa was under normal conditions Rae could attempt to try to heal her again. It wasn't going to happen in the presence of all the doctors, but at least now there was some light ahead of the dark situation.
"Thank you, doctor. I can take it from here."
"We still have to close the wound before-" He stopped short of his sentence when he caught a peek at the look that was coming his way from the girl. It was a "Don't toy with me" kind that screamed to be obeyed. Everyone left the room after that, and Rae was alone with Aspa once again.
"Now I think I can finish the job and get you back on your feet." Rae placed her hands lightly on Aspa's back, causing a flinch. They glowed once again with their power of healing and began to work their magic. The change was almost immediate. The wound was closing. On the outside the charming Buu-droid was all business about finishing Aspa's back; inside she was smiling to herself.
If that shard of glass had to be taken from her back for her to heal then her Saiyan genes might have been blocking my power. The wound wouldn't close until it was taken out. It's a good thing they found it or she might not make it. Saiyan's are so durable. I can't believe this was once a mortal wound.
By the time her thought was at its end the wound was closed. Unlike the medical method, which would have left a nasty scar on the back, Rae's method had completely gotten rid of any unsightly marks and made the process a success. Aspa was stirring on her bed already.
"Feeling better?" The Saiyan looked at her, beaming from ear to ear. With the energy of a 5-year-old she bounded off the bed and out the door, barreling through all the people that had collected there to try to listen to what was going on. In a few seconds she came back.
"I can walk around again. I'm feeling great. Thank you, Rae, for all that you have done for me. I can never repay you, but I can try to help. Yoshu has been getting out of control, and I will see to it that he stops."
"Do you think that you can stop him? Will he listen to you now?" Both were quiet for a minute. Rae could plainly see that Aspa wasn't sure.
"I can't promise that I can convince him to stop. He's gone and become much more violent and psychotic then when I first knew him. I don't know why. My plan is to find out though. He will talk to me. The question is only if he will listen to what I tell him." She grabbed Rae by the hand and pulled her out the door.
"Hey! Hold on!"
"No time to wait. I can get us there much faster with my speed. I actually feel stronger than before. I guess it's true about our ability to increase our strength after a near death experience. Since I was on that line for so long I guess that I'll probably have much more power when I tap into it all."
"I can't imagine how much you will have improved."
"We just might get the chance to find out. When I talk to the good Doctor he just might make me have to use it."
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Goten rubbed his face and cursed his stupidity. In all his haste to get Videl back he never really thought anything out. She was still under Dr. Boo's control and now Gohan was the same. This was rapidly becoming a very bad situation. Boo was going to use them against the others and he had allowed him simply to make Goten look like a fool. He jumped up off of the floor and started to leave when he thought about where he was.
"Hmmm…this is his laboratory. That I know for certain. Maybe I should do a bit of snooping around. Last time we did some searching in a building of his we found the control box to the Buuku being. Maybe I can strike gold this time. Better start now." Goten's demeanor was taking a change for the better. He wasn't as upset about himself as he had once been. If he found Gohan and Videl's controls he could possibly destroy them. That would make up for his earlier follies.
"I think it's time I took a grand tour of this place." Goten ran across the huge room and out the door. He continued to run down the hall, blasting door after door open. Most of the place was residential. It was also messy. Someone wasn't doing his or her job.
"I guess Aspa was the person who kept things clean. Dr. Boo probably doesn't know how to." He zigzagged in and out of rooms, demolishing anything that even resembled electronic equipment. He could afford to take no chances. His target could be disguised as a plant for all he knew, but Goten felt that it would probably be more apparent than that. After going through all the doors on that floor and finding nothing Goten headed down a staircase.
"The basement is also a good place to check. I'll just-" He paused and went silent. In the distance he heard a humming sound. The walls of the staircase were amplifying it well, but Goten couldn't pinpoint it just yet. He examined the area, but found no clues. Goten's Saiyan hearing zeroed in slowly, and he found himself staring at the uppermost door in the stairwell. It was about 10 stories up.
"So much for the basement idea. I guess it's time to do some damage." Raising his energy level he rose up to the top floor and set down in front of the unmark gray door. Tempted to knock on it, Goten instead knocked it down with a well-placed shoulder block. Inside there were wall-to-wall electronics beeping and toning away. It was a treasure trove of computers. It was hard to tell where one ended and the other began. The room itself was probably the size of the building. Goten walked in and started browsing; wondering which one might be the one he was looking for. One of the closer one's started flashing a message in red.
Warning! Intruder Detected! Launching security measures.
"Oh darn." A low, sarcastic look was on his face. "I set of the alarm. I feel like such an idiot." The computers blipped in bleeped rapidly.
Launching "Ninja" countermeasures! There was a whirling sound at the end of the room where a spot on the wall was opening up. Goten was already in his fighting position, crouched down deep in a 3-point-stance.
"I don't need anyone to tell me I'm not going to like this."
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b-chan was smiling… a lot. She took the last senzu, which returned her strength. Bulma and ChiChi were already recovered. They were simply spectators now. To make sure they didn't get in the way they had cleared out to a safer distance. It was hardly off the battlefield, but they were still very close. Once there Bulma stared at b-chan for almost an entire minute before saying a word.
"I only have one question."
"Yes?" b-chan replied.
"…How did you do it?" Bulma took her Saiyan guard off for a moment to power down. It was easier to hide her power that way. Slipping by unnoticed until she and ChiChi could fuse again would be a snap.
"You are talking about getting them to fuse. It wasn't my choice. All I did was tell them a few things and then they decided on their own." Neither ChiChi nor Bulma were really buying it. Trunks hated Hunter. Hunter hated Trunks. It was as if it were a law of life. Why would they fuse when they couldn't stand the sight of each other? Somehow b-chan had convinced the two to get it done.
"Well…okay…" There was no use trying to figure it out. Bulma was now watching the action again. It was still going to be a while before she and ChiChi would be part of it again. It was Buu against the new fusion now. Despite her best efforts Bulma's mind began to wonder again, pondering a very unusual question.
"What are you thinking about, Bulma?" asked ChiChi. She had seen the questioning look on her friend's face. "Something bothering you?"
"Nothing really important, but it's weird still. I was just wondering what this fusion would be called. It doesn't really sound right if you call him Hunks. Trunter doesn't exactly have a ring to it either. It's doesn't fit easily like Gogeta or Chima or Gotenks. What do you suppose the fusion will call itself?" ChiChi stared into space as she thought. It was a weird thing.
"…I don't know. I'm sure he'll tell us sometime."
"Don't worry," said b-chan, who was the only one with a clear head at the moment. "He'll have plenty of time to tell you after he gets done with Buu. He's going to be very strong, and I don't think that even Buu can handle him."
"You sound very sure of yourself, b-chan." Bulma walked over to her. "Do you know something that we don't?"
"I don't think so. I just know that these two are still reaching new levels of strength, and they did just before their own fight was over. Now they are revived and stronger than before. I think that they can beat Buu easy, but we'll just have to watch to find out. Look, there he is." Much like an introduction everyone's attention was on the lone figure opposite of Buu. The pink demon wasn't happy at the delay in his plan, but that was all. He wasn't impressed. Not by a fusion. The new fighter was dressed in Trunks' boots in a black/blue combination. His pants were black and baggy, with a thin blue strip running up the side and tucked neatly in his boots. Around his waste was a deep blue sash. He was shirtless, only wearing yet another blue accessory; a Capsule Corp. jacket. The original logo was replaced by kanji saying "Live Forever". The kanji also appeared on the back of the jacket, seemingly glowing with a brightness of it's own. The fusion's hair was a cross between the two it was composed of. It was much like Hunter's in that it was six large pieces that hung over the side of his head, three on each side. It was, however, purple like Trunks'. To top off the package Trunks' sword was strapped to his back. His newest enemy in front of him Buu rated what he saw.
"I give you a 0. You just don't, and won't, cut it."
"Oh," said the fusion, speaking his first words in his double voice. "I guess that means you give up. Too bad. I wanted to test my sword out on you a bit first before I did anything else." Buu wasn't bothered by the remark; it actually humored him.
"I'm sure. You expect me to get scared by your words, oh nameless one?"
"Oh I have a name. If you like I can carve it into your chest." The fusion reached back and came back with his sword in his hand. "I'll be gentle."
"You know that blade can't defeat me."
"I don't plan on killing you with it. I just want to make you look like a fool." That one hit home. Buu hadn't gotten angry until that remark.
"You have no idea what you are talking about." In typical Buu fashion he started what was going to be one of his planet killer death balls. It grew in size as his attitude changed back to its old cocky ways. "If you really want to impress me then block this, Frank!" It doubled it size. The fusion did nothing but start to power up himself. His ki started a whirlwind in his general area and blew his clothes around.
"Bring it on."
"Die bastard!" Buu went through the motions of throwing the energy ball, but it went nowhere. At the point of release he had stalled. The reason; the new fusion had powered up to SSJ 2, his hair radiating gold, and had now taken a hold of Buu's hand, not allowing it to move in any direction, let alone forward.
"My name, demon, is Nenks." Next thing Buu knew was he was face first on the ground, clutching his stomach. From their position on the outside of the battlefield Bulma and ChiChi were stunned. B-chan was completely amazed. No one had expected things to work out as well as they had. Nenks was unbelievably strong, and just might be able to take out Buu with no problems.
"Bulma!" yelled ChiChi, forgetting that Bulma was right next to her.
"I know, ChiChi. I know." She didn't get mad; all she could do was stare blankly. Was her son capable of power like this? It was unheard of. Nenks peered down at Buu, no expression on his face that would tell what he was thinking. Buu, however, had pain written all over his. That blow had hurt.
"Give up yet?" asked Nenks.
"HA!" Buu exploded off of the ground with an uppercut. Nenks didn't even dodge. Instead he grabbed the fist with his hand before it had a prayer to touch him and rammed it right into Buu's own face. It was so fast that Buu didn't know right away that he had been forced to hit himself. When he did he was pissed, but then he mouth was slammed shut when Nenks used the hand he was holding to direct Buu into a raging knee to the face. The indent left from it nearly cleared all the way through to the other side. Nenks let Buu go then and turned his back on him.
"You really look stupid. Hurry up." Mumbling under his breath, Buu healed his face wound and really began to growl. He was beyond anger. It was full-blown rage. This Nenks had decided to come in and push him around. This was going to slow down his revenge; his brother was probably already fighting the damn fusion. Buu didn't want to waste anymore time with the new one. There were bigger fish to fry.
"Okay. Time to fight." Buu attacked again, shooting punches left and right, up and down. Nenks never turned around. He instead dodged them by shifting his body slightly each time. Buu switched to his feet and Nenks did the same thing.
"Can't you go any faster than that?"
"SHUT UP!" Buu's ki signature flared when he went for his next kick, which was more powerful then the rest. Nenks spun around and blocked it with his arm. The defense left Buu speechless.
"What's the matter? Have you finally realized that you can't beat me? Understand, Buu. You won't win this battle. I know you are too stubborn to believe me. You'll understand when you are dead." Buu backed off, hands clawed in frustration.
"I'll show you!" A horrendously powerful blast came from his clawed hand. Nenks allowed it to approach him. When it came in range he whacked it away with a baseball bat-like swing with his arms. In the middle of the motion Buu took advantage and finally landed a hit in on Nenks. He cannonballed into the fusion's chest. Nenks staggered back. Having something that worked Buu tried it again, but this time Nenks slammed into him with a huge punch. Buu went flying into the stratosphere and had to flatten himself to slow down. He didn't return right away. He had to contemplate a very important question that had now been posed to him. How do you defeat an undefeatable foe?
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Piccolo took off into the air, dodging each of Boo's blasts with relative ease. They weren't very well placed; Boo must still be wondering about his battle with Gogeta. Piccolo curled his arm in and swung it behind himself.
"Dodge this, Boo!" Five small balls of ki came from his now extended hand. Boo smacked away the first one without a thought. The others couldn't touch him. He swept in and out, up and down. Piccolo put up a defense just as he was greeted by Boo's knee. It hit harder than he was ready for; Piccolo's arms dipped and left a bit of room under his chin open.
"Fore!" Boo used his upper body strength to swing his arms in a golf-like motion, ending with his balled hands being used as the club and Piccolo's vulnerable chin as the unlucky ball. The effects of the blow weren't severe, though, and the Namek was ready and waiting only moments after impact. Boo hadn't counted on the quick recovery; he was committed to another punching attack. Piccolo, with a flick of his wrist, moved Boo's hand out and away. Now the demon's face was completely open and begging to be hit. Piccolo obliged it and rammed the tip of his elbow into the exposed skin. It stopped Boo dead in his tracks. Piccolo flew back a little bit and then created a ball of ki. He pushed his arm forward in a motion that made it look like he was firing it. Boo saw the attack coming and easily dodged it.
"Makankosappo!" The signature bean streaked through the air quickly and found its target. Boo was able to get his hand in the way, but the corkscrew simply bore a hole through him. The blow hadn't done much to him, but while Boo was thinking about how much it would have hurt, Piccolo rushed him, carrying a large collection of ki in his hand.
"What the hell?!"
"Haaaaaaaaa!" The Namek was thrown away from his own move, the intense energy pushing all in the vicinity away. 18 and Gogeta waited on the ground. As much as Gogeta loved the fight, he couldn't see fighting someone beneath him like Boo. The demon had become stronger, but he hadn't changed much. Gogeta was still much stronger than he was.
"Is he dead?" 18 asked. She walked over to Gogeta, looking up at where Piccolo had attempted to turn Boo into confetti.
"I don't think so. Piccolo wasn't trying to kill him. It's amazing how strong he's gotten. I thought he was content with being at his own power level." Gogeta, who was also staring at the mushroom cloud that had enveloped the air, now turned to 18. She saw him staring and huffed.
"What?"
"Don't do it. He'll just make you look stupid." 18 was taken aback. Gogeta either was trying to read her mind, or he was just really good at guessing.
"You want me to just stay here after what he did to me? I should be up there, not Piccolo. What did he ever do to Piccolo?" 18 was brimming with anger and hatred for Boo, all of which he had earned in the last day. Dr. Gero didn't ever reach the plateau that Boo had, and the fact that the fusion was telling her there was nothing she could do about it was adding her anger.
"It doesn't matter. You can't even touch him. If you try he might kill you. What would that prove?"
"Damn it! You don't know anything!" The woman ran by Gogeta, roughly pushing him in any direction that wasn't in her way. She took off shortly thereafter, eyes telling a story of a mix of hopelessness and the need for revenge. She charged into the mushroom cloud with a purpose. Piccolo couldn't stop her before she entered either. She was there too quickly. Both Gogeta and Piccolo sat and waited, listening to the sounds of the smoke.
Oof!
Ack!
Crack!
Wham!
Next thing either the fusion or the Namek knew an unidentified object was "fired" from cloud. When it hit the ground it went through so fast that the hole was only as large as the flying disk that had crashed into it.
"18!" Piccolo descended to the ground next to the hole and gazed into it. He couldn't see a thing past the first couple of feet. There was no room for sunlight to get into it.
"Piccolo," said Gogeta. He pointed upward. Piccolo followed the finger's line to the person who was left into the air. It, not the one that had been violently introduced to the ground, was 18. The utter shock was unbelievable.
"I'm not done with him yet!" 18 now had an energy attack over her head that had the potential to destroy the planet. Gogeta and Piccolo both recognized her emotions being out of control. At this point in the battle she would use her attack without much thought. Being able to defeat Boo wouldn't help much if they were all dead. Piccolo was the one to react. As soon as he was in range he used a ki ball of his own to knock 18's away. He then moved in between her and the hole.
"Just what do you think you are doing?"
"Move out of my way, Piccolo. I'm going to finish this thing off." 18 flew by him, but he grabbed her wrist before she could get too far.
"You don't understand, do you? The only reason you were able to attack him and succeed was that I had just blasted him inside out. He couldn't fight back. If you try to fight him now he'll have recovered enough to make things worse for you. Get over this while you are still alive to be able to." 18 wrenched her hand away. As much as she wanted Boo to herself she knew that Piccolo wasn't just saying what he was. It was true. 18 was so desperate to get her hits in, though, that she didn't let the fact that Piccolo had just weakened him bother her when she whacked Boo around a bit.
"I think someone's ready to rejoin the party." Gogeta said as Boo's hand clamped on the side of the hole. He pulled himself up, little by little, and laid himself out when he was able to get the majority of his weight. He twitched almost every second; his body still scared from Piccolo and 18. Even his mouth was in pain, but his teeth fought through it as they were ground together.
The Android now?! When will this end?! For years I was in the Dead Zone, increasing my power little by little. I should be a god to them now! Instead the Namek make me look like a pauper. Even the Android makes me look like a peasant! This can't be happening. I am the true greatest fighter! All of them should die by my feet! Boo was now using all of his own will to put his feet under him and get a vertical base. Around him were now his three greatest rivals. He peered into the eyes of Android 18. She did the same right back, returning every bit of anger and hatred back his way. Of all the people to allow myself to open to attack… I can't fathom how she could have been that quick, even in my weakened state.
"You seem quiet, Boo," said Piccolo. "You must be scared." Boo was now staring at Piccolo with that emotion mixed in again with the hatred and anger that he was feeling toward 18.
The Namek… he has improved even more so then I could have ever dreamed. I had no idea that anyone could gain that much power. He was never even considered an obstacle before. Now he shows his true strength. It rivals my own… that is impossible! He's only a Namek!
"Just give up," Gogeta stated quietly from his spot on the ground. "You've lost already." Boo, his attention on the fusion now, could hardly hold in his seething and absolute hatred for the fusion.
And you… you, the one that started this whole thing. The fusion of my nightmares. I came back here so that I could defeat you, kill you slowly. It was to be my glorious plan. When you formed I knew that wasn't going to be easy. Your power… it was unheard of. How could you surpass me so much?! I can't stand the smug look on your face! You should fear me! Fusion, you will meet your end by my hands! Boo took in a deep breath. He needed it. It gave him a chance to collect his thoughts and formulate a plan. He was going to need one, a good one, to get himself out of the mess that he was in.
"Well, Piccolo, you've proven yourself strong, very strong. I'd have to say that you win the most improved award."
"I'm flattered." The tone in the Namek's voice didn't show it.
"Don't let it get to you head. I'm still going to kill you. This is how." He spread the fingers on his hands out. "You won't know what hit you." 18, Gogeta, and Piccolo watched closely. Boo wasn't helpless, so the battle wasn't over yet. Boo spread his arms out until they were extended to full normal length. Then he reached for the sky.
"Just what do you think you are doing now, Boo?" demanded 18. She was tired of all the games. If she had her way 18 would just feed him all the energy she could muster right down his throat.
"You will see… or will you?" 18 didn't know what he was talking about. Neither did Gogeta. Piccolo, on the other hand, figured it out just in time. Boo's hands lowered to his face and then there was nothing but white. Without knowing it 18 and Gogeta fell to the floor, grabbing at their eyes. Piccolo had raised his arm over his before the flash, but when he lowered it Boo was already gone.
"Damn it! He must have remembered that from Cell!" Piccolo, who was normally very good at controlling his temper, began to lose it. That Solar Flare was meant to mock him. It hadn't worked as planned… or had it. It didn't matter. Boo used the same plan that Cell had to get away. Piccolo had to stop him. He had one thing going for him though. Boo wasn't trying to mask his getaway. He was in the air. Piccolo blasted off after him, not knowing just yet what his plan was. All he knew was that they were going to where there was another fight going on and those involved were in for an uninvited guest.
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Buu fired away from about 20 feet out. His repeated blasts started to cover his opponent in smoke but it was easy to sense Nenks. He wasn't exactly trying to hide his power. Buu ceased his barrage. It wasn't having any effect. Buu knew that without having to visually see the immediate effect. It was time for a more direct approach. As he approached his enemy in a mad dash Buu could feel his sanity slowly slipping. That was good.
Wham!
Out the other side of the black mass they came, rolling around like kids playing in the mud. This battle was a little more lethal. Nenks had been taken just slightly off guard and Buu had him pinned to the ground with one hand. Buu tried to speak, but nothing came out besides his sadistic giggle. His fist hit the ground, as Nenks rolled his head out of harms way just in time. Buu used his other hand, but this time a fist stopped it. He grabbed Buu by the arm and kicked him overhead, maintaining his grip. Nenks then somersaulted backward until he was now on top off Buu. It was then that the pummeling began. Simple rights and lefts, but they made their point clear.
"He's beating him." Bulma leaned forward to get a better view of the entire situation. The fact that her son and his greatest rival had fused still was weighing on her mind, but there was also the fact that as a fusion… they weren't half bad. Gotenks wasn't nearly as strong as the new fusion, Nenks. Of course that had to do with the fact that Nenks was made up of a more powerful Trunks and a more powerful Hunter.
"Not only that," said ChiChi, "But he's doing it without really trying. It's like there is no challenge."
"He's a superior fighter." B-chan stepped forward. "You should have known that when they fused." ChiChi and Bulma looked at b-chan like she was an alien.
"I've been meaning to ask you something…" She scratched her head as Bulma thought for a second. "How do you know all of this?"
"I suppose it has something to do with being the daughter of the mad man who decided to play god and make all of this happen. Information gets around pretty quick in circumstances like that."
"Right…" She went back to watching the slaughter between Buu and Nenks. Nenks was now holding Buu up by the neck, crushing it within his hands. And then there was trouble. Everyone felt it. B-chan, ChiChi, Bulma, and even Nenks. It was Boo, probably coming to make a quick double team. B-chan was up in the air and half way gone before Bulma reached out and grabbed her. "You aren't going to try what I think you are… tell me you aren't."
"Nenks is strong, but he might not be able to fight both on his own. Someone has to even the odds."
"Goku and Vegeta shouldn't be far behind. Let them handle it. If you go there you'll get killed!" B-chan wrenched her hand away from Bulma and flew off. ChiChi stared at her friend who looked like her head was about to pop off from stress.
"Bulma…?" The question was asked quietly so as not to incur the wrath of the evil demon standing before her.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaarghhhhhhh! She's just as bad as Vegeta and Hunter!"
"But-" Bulma was gone before ChiChi said anything more. Despite it being against her best judgement Bulma still was finding it necessary to involve herself in the fight. ChiChi followed from behind, not knowing what her effectiveness would be. They both closed in on B-chan, who had a golden glow surrounding her. She dropped behind Nenks, which put her in the path of the oncoming Boo. Bulma came to a screeching halt in mid-air, and ChiChi almost collided with her.
"What is she doing?" B-chan eyes had locked on a spot on Nenks back. In that spot a small, purple, swirling circle was becoming visible. It ballooned up to about 12 inches.
"It looks like some sort of hole." Bulma placed her chin on her hand
"Hmmmm… maybe it's a dimensional hole, but if it is then where does it lead? Okay, ChiChi. Get ready. We are going to try to slow Boo down with a Hamehameka Wave." ChiChi nodded.
"I'm ready." The two women maneuvered their left arms in front of them, keeping the palms facing forward with the fingers clawed. The right hand was placed in the same position on top of the left. It was then rolled around to the back, palm facing downward. They did the motion in unison.
"Ha…Me…Ha…Me…KA!" The ki beam that resulted from the both of them fusing their energy was enormous. And it was right on target for the incoming Boo. It was only a few seconds before impact that he even noticed that he was being attacked. That was plenty of time. He opened up a double deluxe doughnut sized hole in his stomach and the beam passed right through him without leaving so much as a singed cell.
"We missed!" shouted ChiChi in frustration. Then it all turned to fear as Boo looked their way. Nenks finally turned around to face him, but his job was already done. He rushed the two ladies, moving his arms to his sides. They became slender and hard, making points at the end. Boo was now a walking weapon with swords for arms. His first act as the new killing machine was to even up the odds a little bit. His target was the women fusion… or the two that made it up.
"Time to go to Hell!" Each one of the lethal blades was plunged deep into the gut of ChiChi and Bulma. They're gasps for air couldn't compensate for their loss of blood or oxygen. They had no chance to live. It was over soon. They were dead.
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