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Chikyuu: Black Hole for Evil
Book One: Into the Rising Sun
Author: Cka3ka
Chapter 12: The Die Have Been Cast
"Trunks, Goten! Get over here right now," Eighteen yelled at the boys who were messing with the foundation of one of the big top tents.
"Crap, busted," whispered Trunks to Goten, "let's see if we can get out of this."
Putting on their most innocent faces they flew up to where Eighteen was floating. "Juuhachi-san, we weren't doing anything," they began.
"Sure you weren't," she said testily, "let's get going, we have to find the girls and…" She stopped abruptly as she realized that the girls' Ki's were miles away from the Tournament grounds. In fact they weren't on the island. How could I have not noticed this before? She kicked herself mentally. "Trunks, Goten, Go find your mother right now and tell her that something is wrong with the girls," ordered Eighteen, "I'm going after them right now." She flew off immediately in hot pursuit of the girls' attackers.
***
Meanwhile at the main fighting arena…
Gohan and Yamcha had Goku restrained and were already flying towards Satan City hospital. Arriving there they were ordered to put him into a room and he was quickly sedated.
The moment the boys arrived without Eighteen, Bulma knew something was wrong. A mother's instinct told her that her daughter was in danger. However, with her husband writhing in pain in front of her there was very little she could do about it. In this situation, she had to trust that Eighteen would be able to do whatever was needed, but she was still very nervous.
"Thanks for the news guys, I want you two to go after Juuhachi-gou," ordered Bulma, "There's something really bad happening. I can just feel it."
"Alright mom," replied Trunks, "Let's go Goten." The two boys then flaired into SSJ and flew off in the direction of Marron and Bra's Ki.
"Videl postpone the next match for a little bit." Turning to Majin Buu, "Buu can you knock Vegeta out?"
Buu quickly obliged by smacking Vegeta on the head, driving him into unconsciousness.
A little while later, Bulma arrived with Vegeta and Sixteen at the hospital also. As Vegeta was already knocked out, he didn't need any sedatives. The doctors had already had a chance to examine Goku, and they were able to diagnose Vegeta's symptoms instantly.
"There's some type of neuro-toxin in their spinal tissue. We've never ever seen anything like it before. It's devastating. On a good note and quite remarkably, their immune systems are fighting back at an incredibly fast rate. It seems that their bodies are adapting to the toxin. I think its best to keep them sedated and let their natural systems and time take their course," said the Doctor.
"Doctor, I want a full analysis of the problem and a detailed report on the condition of my husband, as well as that of Son Goku sent to me at my office at Capsule Corporation," ordered Bulma. She was about to break down and cry. First her daughter was missing, now her husband and life-long friend had been poisoned somehow.
"Of course Mrs. Briefs, I'll see to it right away," replied the Doctor as he made a hasty exit. He didn't want to get on the bad side of the Chairwoman and CEO of Capsule Corporation. CC just happened to be funding most of their research at the moment.
After the doctor left, she finally sat down and buried her head into her hands and started weeping.
***
Eighteen flew as fast as she could towards the Ki of her daughter and Bra. She couldn't imagine what could have happened. They had scanned the island carefully before the tournament had started, and not one fighter that was not in their group had a power of over twenty. Could someone have suppressed his or her ki? It was the only possibility. As she got closer to her target she was able to make out a small hover car beginning to land in a clearing.
Nearing, the site of the clearing she began to get worried. It was not the hover car, but rather the alien craft that sent a shiver down her spine. It radiated fear, and was crafted out of some ebony colored material. She couldn't tell what it was exactly. Deciding on caution, Eighteen slowly set herself down at the edge of the clearing and waited for her opportunity.
The ship's door opened and an enormous creature stepped out. He was about eight feet tall and had massive shoulders. His skin was a dark shade of red and two horns grew symmetrically out of his head. A Roman nose and strongly defined cheekbones gave him a regal look. He wore some sort of armor that was as dark as the void itself. He was humanoid in most other aspects except for two tails that grew from the same spot.
"Bring me the catalysts," he commanded in a voice so full of power that it was impossible to resist.
"Here, here is what we were told to bring," stuttered Aaron Klemsfeld. He was way out of his league and some rational thought finally got through his hate-fogged brain. He signaled to Dr. Fujiwara and the doctor dropped both of the girls in front of the demon alien.
The demon eyes widened a little bit at the condition of the two girls. They had both been beaten and were nearly on the verge of death. Enraged, his hand shot out and grabbed Doctor Fujiwara. Without a second thought he bit off the doctor's head. Using the doctor's neck as a hose, he sprayed blood on Bra and Marron. The demon then held out his hand and let a bit of his ki blend with the blood causing the wounds to slowly heal on the two young girls.
Looking straight at Klemsfeld, he licked his lips and said, "For nearly destroying what we have waited a ten thousand years for, I should torture you to death. Fortunately for you I don't have the time." In a single swipe of his tail the demon sent Klemsfeld's battered and now dead body flying across the clearing.
His gaze then settled across the clearing directly at Eighteen. The demon chuckled, "You can come out little birdie. I may not be able to sense your Ki, but I can sense your presence."
Stepping forward, Eighteen swallowed and let her maternal instincts take over. "Let the girls go," she demanded coldly. Her heart was beating rapidly and fear coursed through her veins. She wasn't sure why she was afraid but she was.
"Let the catalysts go? I don't think that will be possible. You don't need to worry; both God and my master have been waiting for these two for a long time. I won't hurt them, I promise," sneered the Demon. He was enjoying the taste of the woman's fear. Soon, he would be enjoying more than just her fear, he thought wickedly to himself.
Feeling his malice, behind his veneer of apathy, Eighteen reacted. She blasted towards the demon and struck him in the face causing him to reel back. Quickly, moving to grab the girls, she was open for just a second. That second was all the demon needed. A tail swiped her into a tree, a second before she could grab Marron and Bra, and flee.
"I am Bezal. Demon Lord of the Safsa Host of hell. Do you think a pathetic creature such as yourself can defeat one such as I?" scoffed the Demon Lord. He made a gesture and two Demon priests came out and took the girls into the ship. As soon as they entered, the ship began to rise slowly.
Eighteen stood up and tried to stop the Demon priests only to have her path blocked by Bezal. She dropped down and threw a kick at him. He dodged and responded with a perfectly timed sweep of his tail that tripped her up. Following up, he slammed his fist into her stomach, and powered up a huge ki blast. Unleashing this power, he blew her across the clearing. He then began to power up another ki blast.
Staggering back to her feet, Eighteen never knew what hit her. A massive ki beam smashed through her left shoulder eradicating the entire left portion of her body. As blackness swallowed her, she couldn't even gasp as blood flowed up from her lungs and poured out of her mouth.
The demon lord laughed, and rose in the air. Quickly catching up to the departing ship, he opened a hatch and stepped in.
***
"THAT BASTARD," screamed the blonde watcher, "I'LL RIP HIM APART. HE WON'T SURVIVE A SECOND AFTER I STEP INTO THE PHYSICAL."
The blue haired watcher, sympathized with her friend. It hadn't gone exactly the way it was suppose to. She wasn't as emotionally attached to the situation, but she also seethed at the Bezal's actions.
"Something wasn't right there. There is no way that Bezal should have been able to defeat Juuhachi-gou that easily. Something doesn't add up," commented the blue hair watcher.
Receiving no response from her companion. She continued, "She'll recover from that blast, look here comes the twin terrors. They'll get her back to CC and they'll be able to fix her up there. Not to mention her own regenerative powers should have kicked in by now."
The other woman only nodded.
A few moments later the blonde woman's head rose and calmly stated to her companion, "There's no turning back now that Bezal has the catalysts. We have chosen this path to walk on and Paradox will soon lock the time stream. The die have been cast."