Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball! Or DragonballZ! Or DragonballGT! Or any of the characters!

Author's Notes: Sorry this chapter is so short, but I am posting another one right after I post this one.

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Series: Legend of the Seven Swords

Saga: Mirai Gohan

Chapter: 8

Episode: 8

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We will show them the pride of the Saiya-jin! We will show them the might of the Saiya-jin! And I...I will show them the wrath of the Saiya-jins!'

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Mirai Gohan turned to face the Prince of Saiya-jins. The two warriors stared into each other's eyes, the hatred burning in them evident for both to see. Vegeta's veins were trying to burst out of his skin. Mirai Gohan's power began rising, just as it had when he relived his past. His pupils disappeared as he became lost in his power, basking himself in a furious golden flame. Likewise was Vegeta's power rising to new heights. His determination to avenge his race was increasing his power exponentially. The rubble that was left of the main building of Sky Palace began floating into the air, only to crumble apart. Piccolo's fallen cape was waving in the furious whirlwind that was unknowingly conjured by the two Saiya-jins. When the whirlwind ceased, Vegeta and Mirai Gohan were no longer standing as they had been. In their place was a Super Saiya-jin unleashing all of his power in a futile offensive against an Ascended Super Saiya-jin.

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A right punch. Blocked. A roundhouse kick. Dodged. An uppercut. Countered. Vegeta was throwing every punch, every kick, every attack with great ferocity, the likes of which has never been seen before. His opponent was effortlessly blocking or dodging every attack. How could Vegeta truly compare to him? The second level of Super Saiya-jin was far above the first in terms of speed and power. Mirai Gohan smirked. This battle was going to be easier than he thought. However before he was even aware of what was happening, the Ascended Super Saiya-jin was plummeting deep into an old crater from one of the previous bouts, the victim of a quick Ki blast.

'At least he is giving me somewhat of a challenge,' Mirai Gohan thought to himself. 'I don't want this fight to end too soon, or else I won't have any fun until I get to the Western Galaxy. Master said there was a powerful warrior there before he left...'

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He was running. From what he did not know. Not even the speed granted to him in as an Ascended Super Saiya-jin could help him. He leapt into the sky. Flying was always faster than running. Then, he felt himself being weighted to the ground. He could not fly. He was going to be overcome...then he remembered. He heard someone calling his name...

"Gohan? Gohan!"

He opened his eyes.

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"I can't believe I'm doing this!"

Flying through the air, he could only watch as his destination approached him. He had to swallow his fear. He couldn't let another warrior fall. He just couldn't.

"Because as much as I hate to admit it, Vegeta is the only one who can pull this off!" the monk told himself.

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Electricity surrounded his hands. He placed his arms straight away from him in an 180o angle, his palms open. Golden energy was flowing into his hands. When he felt he had enough, the Saiya-jin brought his arms in front of him, his hands connecting at the wrists. His words echoed throughout the sky.

"FINAL...FLASH!"

A seemingly endless stream of energy flowed from his two hands. Focusing all of his energy into this one attack, he sent it right into the chest of his opponent. However, Mirai Gohan was not going to give up that easily. He raised his right palm, attempting to block the beam of Ki with it. The energy made contact with his hand, pushing him back. A golden aura began to surround him, starting from his feet until it engulfed his entire body. Calling on the dormant powers that surfaced during the fight with his father, Mirai Gohan began pushing back. His hair's length was increasing slightly, and his eyebrows constantly disappeared, only to reappear again. However, as quickly as the power had awakened, it went back to sleep again. He felt the beam of energy pushing back at him, forcing him back. Mirai Gohan brought his left hand forward, now pushing with both hands. Calling once again on his power, he began forming a ball of Ki in front of him, distancing himself from Vegeta's Final Flash. Within seconds, Mirai Gohan's energy attack had been strengthened enough so he could push Vegeta's Ki beam back. Vegeta felt his Ki weakening, and knew he would only have a few seconds before he would have to drop the attack.

'I won't let it end here!' he told himself. 'I will not be second best! I...will...annihilate...'

The last word could not be contained in his thoughts.

"HIIIIIM!"

A new wave of energy flowed down from Vegeta's hands. He could see a red flash in front of his eyes before he was overwhelmed by his own feelings. Feelings that, before this day, were foreign to him. His power reflected the strength of the grief he had been suppressing in his heart. He had found it. He had discovered the catalyst for ascending. He allowed this new power to rush through his veins. He manipulated this new power, and focused it all into his Ki attack.

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Mirai Gohan was able to survive the first wave of energy.

'I can't believe he has that much strength left," he thought. 'No matter, it won't be enough.'

Then he felt Vegeta's Ki rise at an incredible rate. A rate that was impossible. Only by using one's feelings could this level be achieved. And Mirai Gohan was sure Vegeta could not attain it.

No longer did the Ascended Super Saiya-jin ponder his opponent's newfound strength.

He was caught unaware by the fourth outburst of energy.

All he could do was watch...

Watch as the newly enhanced attack finally consumed him.

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I know this chapter is short, but as I mentioned before, I am posting another chapter today. I could have put it into one chapter, but it's much better split into two.

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Next Chapter-

Is the battle finally over? Has Vegeta really saved the day? The heroes mourn their fallen friends. Is this really the aftermath of the battle, or is it merely the eye of the storm?