And We Shall Be Victorious
Noskeyla
Chapter 13 - Death (d)
The Warrior Princess
This was not possible. This could not have happened. This kind of things happened to others but not to her. This, this, this was complete nonsense. This couldn't not be. That was it. It was a mistake. It was as simple as that. She was going to have a little 'discussion' with Dende about his sense of humor. But then, the bastard was dead. It was probably the Kais. She had heard plenty about them and their sense of humor and it was not above them or below them for that matter. By the way, where were their? You could have assumed that with something of this scale going on they would have-
"Trunks stop!" Surprised, she looked at her brother, but except for the murderous glint in his eyes, he was not doing anything odd.
"Father!" He was not looking at her. Why were they all looking this way? It's not as if her mother just die on them. The idea was just ridiculous. Kami, their really couldn't take a joke.
When she finally followed his gaze, her heart stopped beating and she had to face the truth, because there was no way the expression on Mirai-Trunks face could be labeled as joking, or mad or even mildly disturb. What she saw on his face was the expression of a little boy who just had his heart haul off from his body, a man who just lost everything he held dear to him, a son who just lost his mother, his only family. What she saw was a Saiyan on the brink, on the line between sanity and utter madness. And who just willingly stepped over, heart, body, and soul.
His eyes were blank. His pupil had disappears as if they needed to hide for what was imminent. Mirai was generating vast amount of energy that threatening to send everything and everyone scurrying away. His power level was rising, still raising and gave absolutely no indication that it was going to settle.
He was out of control.
She watched as her father, Kakarotte and Gohan ran to him and been pushed back from the sheer power of the waves of energy he was emitting.
That when she heard it, the yell, the cry, the keening screams that was tearing a hole into her very soul.
Sinking into his knees, Mirai started howling to the sky.
His ki still rising.
Were there not any limits to his power?
"Get out of there now!" The shout made her realized that she was in danger. She needed to go to safety. She needed to go home. Nodding once to him, she makes a sprint to the house. She heard someone yelled her name. She was running as fast as she could. She couldn't exactly fly over there you know! On the other hand. hum, that was an interesting thing to ponder.
Reaching the house, she opened the door. This is strange. Wasn't her mother supposed to be there? Let see.she was probably in her lab looking into-
"Bura! Are you mad?" Spinning around, she saw her father, in super saiyan mode, reaching for her and put her against his chest. His face. Was that concern?
"The Medusa could have been still in the house, you stupid girl!" Of course, she was dead. Mother was dead. And so are they if she understood what he was saying. Oh well.
Five seconds. Ten seconds. Fifteen seconds. What was happening? Gazing up she looked intently at his face. His eyes were looking back at her.
"His gone." Who was gone? Oh yeah, the Medusa. So, they had assumed that he was a man. Interesting assumption. Or just plain male pride? Resting her head against his chest, she closed her eyes. She was so tired. She totally forgot to take breakfast, something that never happened before as far as she could remember.
She felt herself moving. He was bringing her to the couch. When she was seated, she looked around. She was surprise to see her brother seated at her right and Pan to her left. As for Goten, he was seating at their feet. She didn't even sense them! She must have been more tired then she though. And by the brief glimpse she had of her the friends face, she was not the only one. Trunks looked like a serial killer in a tonight show two hours from his 100e victims. As for Pan, she looked like a mother who just saw a recidivist offering a candy to her little girl. This was not good.
Sighting, she leaning against her brother, right now, she just wanted to rest a little bit. She needed his presence.
"Don't worry, Bura, Bura." She heard the softly whispered word in her hear. That was exactly she needed to hear right now. Giving him a quick peck on the check she burred herself into him, her hand caressing Goten mop of hair. He had such nice hair, just like her dad.
They rested this way for a few minutes until they felt the wave of energy fading to just a small ripple. It seemed that Mirai-Trunks had finally calmed down. Somewhat she was happy; she really couldn't bear to see, to hear that anguish. As far as the others were concerned, they didn't seem to care one way or another. She really wondered why. Trunks she understood, but Pan! She was the one who didn't want them to hurt him and now she was brooding. I mean nobody ever die from food poisoning! On the other hand, maybe she was getting it all wrong.
Kami, she was getting a headache.
Hearing noise from the front door, she opened her eyes. The first person she saw was her father who looked pissed off, then came Gohan who seemed heartbroken, then Goku and in his arm, the object of must recent discussions, Mirai. From where she, he looked unconscious, or at least pretty out of it. He appeared to be murmuring something and Goku seemed desperate to shut him out. Next to her, she could fell Trunks and Pan shift. She really needed to know what was wrong with Pan.
In Goku arm, he looked far much younger then Trunks. He had his eyes closed, his head on Goku chest, and his lips moving with silent words. It took some effort on her part to finally understand what he was saying. It was two words, but two words that make everyone blood run cold, and heart bleed at the silent plea.
Not again.
Not again.
Not again.
She wanted to kill him, to silence him forever. She really didn't want to be reminded of what she just lost to this monster. Could he just shut up? It not as if his begging would make her come back!
Vegeta must have though about the same thing because with a sign of the head, he asked Goku to follow him outside. Probably to talk about what they should do. However, as much as Goku wanted it, it was impossible to dislodge the grip Mirai had on his gi, short of tearing it apart. In short, he was stuck.
"Mirai, everything will be all right, please let go." He was passing his hand on his hair and talking to him as if he was a little boy but it was no use. His eyes still closed, his lips still moving, he was living in his own little world full of pain and misery. She couldn't really blame him; the real world was not any better either so why forces him to live in theirs? At least, in his own world, he had some measure of control over it. It looked, however, that Vegeta didn't share her view; glaring at Goku, he was taping his finger on his crossed arms, a sure sign that his patience was running short. Very short.
"Dammed! Just drop him on the floor for Kami shake!" Okayyyy, that was short! But she could see it was no use, Mirai was clinging to him as if his very life depended on it. Seeing the desperate look on Goku face, she couldn't help but smirked. For some reason Goku had never been high on hug, and it seemed Mirai was scaring him shitless. Poor Chichi!
Chichi.
Where was Chichi?
Glancing at her brother to see what he was thinking of this entire situation, she could see that he was not amused. Actually, his face didn't left her father's so he probably didn't even notice the predicament Goku was in. As for Pan, she was looking at Gohan who in turn seemed two seconds from crying.
Strange, she though that Videl would have been here by now, where was she?
"Don't worry father, I'm going to take him." Well there's went her fun.
"Of course, Kami forbid anything happen to Mirai. Even in the risk of killing your own family, am I right father!"
"What!" Strengthening up, she looked at Pan, who was glaring at Gohan but she could see deep sadness in her eyes. What the hell was going on?
"This is ridiculous!" Everybody looked at Vegeta. "Trunks take Mirai. Brat, Baka come with me, and the rest of you stay put and on your guard!" That said he left. For a few seconds no one moved. Growling, Vegeta came back. "This was not a suggestion! Move it!" He glared at everyone. "Now!"
It was a flurry of movements. Sensing she was going to be sick on her new designer dress, she closed her eyes. When she sensed the calm return, she opened her eyes. Her father, Gohan and Goku were gone, Pan was standing in front of the window and Trunks was seating were Goku had been holding in unconscious Mirai. Goten still at his feet.
Something was going on, and she couldn't put her finger on it. And people were missing. Where was mother anyway, there is no way she could still be in the lab; didn't she heard the commotion? And where was Chichi and Videl? These two women were not the kind of people to left their precious one out of their sights when they still had the privilege and the opportunity in having them next to them. They respective husband and son were away far too often for that.
She was going to be sick. She wondered if Grandma had made some lunch. She was starving! Mmmnn that was it, her mother should be in the lab with grandpa working on Mirai's ship. She never saw it, but by the manner in which everybody was talking about it, it was a massive thing, half-finished and hideous like hell. Of course, since this description came from Vegeta, Trunks, and Pan, it could be biased, but she didn't think so. They would have told her that.
Something was not right with her reasoning, but she was to damn tired to care. But there was one thing she did care about, and that was why Pan mad at Mirai like that. I mean she was the one, who was thinking that they went to far, when they had decided to poison him a little bit! She was going to find out even if it was the last thing she did!
"Pan come here, I want to see your face." Frowning, Pan sited herself next to her. She always though that Pan was beautiful, in a boyish sort of way. She was no lady, but she was beautiful nonetheless. Not the natural beauty and grace that the Brief possessed but with a little bit of help she could be a total knock out.
"Now tell me why you hate him like that, what did he do to make you hate him so much?" Hearing that, Trunks raised his head from were he was looking at Mirai face. Guess she was not the only one who saw the animosity Pan had toward Mirai.
Taking a big breath, Pan looked at each of them. But before Pan could say anything, she notice how they were placed. Taking Pan hand, she stood up and brought her next to Trunks. No use to shout.
But since there was no way Pan was going to sit next to Mirai, Bra decided to sit next to her brother, near Mirai face and Pan sat next to her. From where she was situated, she couldn't see his face, since it was buried in Trunks chest, but she could reach his hair. He had the same hair as all of them, but to say the truth, she never though it would have looked nice that long. However, he really had to look out for split end. He was murmuring some thing or other, but for the most part, he was completely silence. Goten was seating at they feet, eyes not leaving the prone form of Mirai. Overall, they were all curious to see what he had done to send Pan into such fury. After they finally settle, they all turned they head toward Pan, who was gazing at Mirai with scorn in her face.
"Pan, speak to me what happened." She took Pan right hand into her own and holds his close to her heart, but Pan gazed never left Mirai.
"It simple, he killed mother."
@~~~~@
Okay, if she was going to be honest with herself, she had to admit that this particular answers was not was she waiting for and by the gasp Goten made, it was not the answers he was expected either. As for Trunks, only Goten quick reflect stopped Trunks from rising from his seat and knock Mirai on the floor. Barely.
Nevertheless, during all this moving around, he didn't stir. By a strange coincidence, he seemed to feel save in his younger version arm. In a sense it was normal, the reverse reaction wouldn't have bough well for Trunks sanity. After all, if you cannot fell save in your own arm, you are in one hell of a problem. But that was beside the point. Shaking her head and taking a big gulp of air, she watched Pan. During this time, her eyes didn't leave Mirai.
Could someone say obsessive? It seemed to be recurring trait in saiyans.But she was distrait. The important thing was to know exactly how Mirai killed Videl, and to know who got first dip on his life.
"Pan, explain. Now." Trunks voice was clipped. It was business now. They were in danger and they had in enemy in they own rank. That could not be allowed.
"There's nothing to tell, few seconds after we arrived home, Papa and Mirai left the house."
"They left the house?" Goten looked at her puzzled. This was not like Gohan. Gohan was very protective of Videl and Pan. Leaving them alone in a time where a terrible monster was roaming free was not an option. Unless.
"Yes, after me and him had a little...heu.talk," nobody blinked at the hesitation. Something, it was better just to slide over things: A skill developed after living among the Z fighters for so long. "He left like the coward he is. Then Gohan left soon after him, probably to see if he was alright." That why. Gohan couldn't leave Mirai in an upset state if he could help it. However, that didn't explain all.
"Pan, that does not explained us everything, I mean Mirai and Gohan left, and you were left with Videl then what. What happened? I really doubt he came back with is sword to slaughter her throat." Frowning, she glared at Trunks. Damn, he was so tactless sometime! Even though she was thinking the same thing, she was not babbled it like that!
"The whatever-is-name-his came after us."
"Pan!" Kami! Passing an arm around her shoulder, she held the girl next to her. She heard enough of gruesome story to know that meeting with it usually ended in the death of someone. And until now, they didn't get lucky.
From were he was seating on the floor, Goten scoop up in front of Pan and clasped her knee.
As for Trunks, if he didn't watch it, Mirai was going to end-up on the floor.
"What happened?"
"Mother told me to flee and to raise my ki, but he never came."
"?" Okayyyyy.
"Before leaving, father told mother to raise her ki when we will be finished or if something came along. He was supposed to come right away, but he didn't" He didn't? Gohan didn't come to get them. But.
"Then whatever happen, where's Videl?" This time, she received stared from everyone. What did she was the impression of missing something?
"I flew away, mother stay behind to fight him, Bra." Videl, she was a very courageous woman but that that was just plain stupid.
"How did she got away, Gohan must have come after a while!" She could sense Goten and Trunks stare on her back, turning toward then, she was surprise to see their sadness. Then she felt Pan entire body shake next to her, when he looked at her again, she saw her sobbing her eyes out.
What the hell happened to Videl, was she hurt?
"Bura Bura, Videl, she's gone." Her brother soft voice hit her like a sucker punch in the guts.
Gone? Like in death? Like she was gone forever?
This was utter nonsense. And she was going to tell them exactly what she though about thing like that. How could he talk like that when Pan was obviously depressed? Kami he could be such a-
"Brat! We are leaving. Now." Surprised, she jumped out of the couch, from the front door, her father, Goku and Gohan came running in, face determined but worried nonetheless.
Something must have happened it was obvious!
Before she could have said anything, he came to her, grip her arm, and they were out of the house and in the sky before she knew what was happening.
Behind her, she could hear cry and yelling. "Father! What wrong with-"
"Shut up! We have no time for foolish game!" Holding her tighter against him, he went super saiyans 5 on her. The shock was so big she almost fainted. She had to close her eyes to lower the effect. If she couldn't see entire continent pass by her by the second, she could pretended she was just flying with her brother the few time he had been feeling like it.
It took her a few minutes, or was it a few second? To notice it. They were traveling so fast, and way to long. With they speed they should have made the tour of the earth at least four times but they were still going on. No, they were not running away from something, they were running toward something, and that something seemed to have some issued about staying in one place for any amount of time.
Damned she was going to get sick!
"Could he just stop of one freaking second until we get a good shoot at him, for goodness shake!" From over her head, she heard a chuckle.
"You said it princess."
She liked when he call her that. Unfortunately, that means that he was too much focused on something else to notice the slip of tongue. Clutching tightly her father chest (mmmnn, it looked like he had increase his training lately) she opened her eyes. They were inside a bull of energy. That when she realized that there was no way she could have stayed alive with the level of energy he was emitting if he was not protecting her somehow.
When she was sure that she was not going to be destroyed by her father's own ki, she turned his head to see where the others were. Goku was next to her, his eyes fixed before him. He was not smiling; in fact, he was downright serious. It was really rare to see him without his silly grin.
Not since they last battle were they lost 18, 17, and someone else. She couldn't remember the other one for the life of her.
In since, she was on the subject, where was Marron? She was probably safe somewhere. She hopped she was aright. She knew that the girl hated fighting and all those sort of thing. Kind of strange if you considered that both her parent were Z fighters.considering that one of her parent were a Z fighter and the other an android created to destroyed and killed everything in sight.
Behind them, she could see Gohan holding Pan in his arms. He looked completely wild. Another one you didn't see the better side until he was in battle. For some reason though, Pan seemed less then thrilled. She needed to talk to Pan. It was obvious that Mirai was the one to confuse Gohan that way. He was so easily influenced. They needed to support Gohan if they ever wanted to take him away the deadly grip Mirai had on him.
Speaking of him, she had to turn her face the other way to spot her brother. When she saw him, she smirked.
He looked utterly feral and dangerous. He was super saiyan two and green eyes had always made him looked good. When they eyes meet they smirked and started laughing.
After today, they would know not to mess with the Saiyans ever again.
Raising her eyes after hearing her father's laugh, she met his. His eye was the blackest she ever saw and eyeliner with red. There was no trace of the refined prince any longer.
Approaching his mouth next to her hear he whispered something that send a shiver trough her spine.
"Vegeta is back."
Then throwing his head back, he begins howling. At the same time, Goku seemed to lose it and started howling too. Soon enough they had augmented they speed to ten fold.
Yes, her father was going to do what he must and she was going to do what she must. It was her duties.
Burying her head into her father chest, she started laughing to herself.
She was the warrior princess, and she will do what she must to avenge the death of her people.
Kami be her guide and the sky her witness!
@~~~~@
It was coming. She could sense it in every bones of her body. She was not scared. Why should she? Her father was there and was ready for it; with the others next to him, who could triumph against them?
Even death had no bearing on them and they had vanquished the very Gods.
The strongest fighter in the universe, her father, Vegeta, seconded by her brother, Trunks, accompanied by Goku, Gohan, and Goten were ready for action. Nothing stood in they way.
The Z fighters were hovering above the earth, coming to the decision that they could have a better advantage over the monster. From where they were situated, Pan and her had the perfect view without been a distraction, a danger or used has a pressure tool. As for Mirai, well, in the state he was, he couldn't careless about the view.
She could fell her saiyan blood boil into her veins. She had to be over there with the rest of them. Nevertheless, she knew that she would only be a bother. However, she vowed right then and there that it was going to be the last battle she spends watching on the sideline. Looking at her best friend, she saw that the feeling was mutual.
She was going to become the first super saiyan girl in all histories and the strongest warrior, all race, sex, age, combine even if it kill her. Literally. After all, there was powerful martial art master in the next dimension.
That when it hit her. She recognized this place. She was sure of it. Wasn't here that her father and Goku usually spared together? This was not the first time she notices it. They seemed attracted to this place. She wondered why. This place had nothing special. The only way she recognized the place was because of the rock formation. If you looked at it from a certain angle, narrowed your eyes, and then tilted slightly your head to the right, it looked like the Vegeta house symbol. What can she say? She was bored.
"Bra! It here." For one whole second, she had to admit, she didn't know what she was talking about. Then she remembered. Raising her head from the symbol, she could se her father and the others surrender by a black cloud.
The battle had begun. And they will prevail against everything.
@~~~~@
When the black mist withdraws, there was a new fighter amidst them. From where she was, she could hear the shocked gasps. Then everybody looked toward they hideout.
What was going on? Meeting Pan confused look she saw the same question. They needed the Z Fighters to move away from the new warriors to understand their shock and this time, even they seek out the unconscious warrior: He was still down for the count. They eyes didn't betray them.
The Medusa had chosen one of the Z fighters for it new form and the sort had fallen on Mirai.
The resemblance was stunning: same clothes, same hunted look, same sword, and same hair; one different though, the Medusa hair was free, floating, moving about by the will of the wind.
This was not going to be a sparring session in the gravity room.
She saw the Medusa power up to Super Saiyan 3.
In that particular case, it may be more difficult then they had original intended.
Three seconds after the standard stare down and the usual witty repartee the battle started.
She had to pull all her concentration on the battle it was so intense. It was almost impossible for her to follow the movement. Her father was all over that thing! The others were near, preparing to intervene in the improbable circumstances that something went wrong.
For the first seconds, she was cheering loudly, and then trailed slowly. There was something wrong, Mirai was super saiyan 3, her father was super saiyan 5, and yet, they were still fighting. He was supposed to win by now. However, as much as he was lacking, The Medusa was faster; the only way you could know he had moved was by his hair moving around him.
Growling, she looked at the fallen warrior. He had never been that fast before so what was going on and why the hell was he still unconscious! A cry made her raise her head. Her father was nowhere in sight and Goku was giving it a try.
How dare he knock out her father, this poor imitation of a wannabe saiyan?
"His evolving."
She must have jumped three feet high from pure terror. Whirling around, she had just the time to see Pan throws a kick aimed at Mirai head just to see him blocking it with one hand without even looking at her. All his attention was focuses on the battle. His face was pale, his body shaky, his hair without life, but his eyes were burning with in inner fire.
Finally, what he said entered her still dazed mind. 'His evolving.' There was no mistaking about what he was saying but that didn't mean the meaning was clear for that.
As if reading her mind, he started listing things that send a shiver trough her body and for the first time in her short full life, she felt true fear. As the background sound dwelled of the short pause dwelled to nothing she listening to a tale of horror.
@~~~~@
"His evolving. His intelligence is getting sharper, his getting stronger, his skills are enhanced." Gasping as if his entire body was hurting, he raised to his knees.
"The first time he fought me, he was not that strong, not that articulate, not that cold, and not that skilled in changing form. His learning, his watching, and his getting stronger. If we don't destroy him in that battle, it will be impossible to kill him after, not with all the knowledge he will gains from the fight."
"This is not possible! You're lying. But not too worry, my father is the strongest warrior around. And he wills defeat him. Well if someone don't intrude in the fight." Looking toward them, she could see Pan snarling at him, but as for Mirai, his eyes didn't leave the fight that had started again. He was so focused. And looking at the fights she understood why. They were not winning. Not losing yet but the monster seemed to posses an abnormal source of strength. It reminds her of the androids. The androids.
"Mirai, is that an android! Is that another creation of the Dr. Getro?"
"It Dr. Gero and No. It not human created, it came from far. Far away."
"How can you be so certain, you seem to be full of dubious facts."
She drowned the rest of the response. She was watching the fight. This time, it was Gotenk turn to get a go at him. She could hear his manic laugh from all over where she was. And let not forget is little quip and insult. It was a true beauty to watch and to hear. She focused on the monster. He was fighting in the exact same way as Mirai, but it was missing something. The passion was not here, the passion that put him apart from the heartless manic running around. But as the fight progress, she could she the light in this make belief appears, a small candle now, but soon becoming a furnace.
"He his learning." They eye locked. They were a certainty in his eye that she didn't want to see. Pan was right. Well not on the 'my father is the strongest' since it was her father who was the strongest but it was tried that many time Mirai came with fact that end up been false. Maybe this time.
"Watch him, and tell me what it's the difference now." Loathing herself for it, she watched the Medusa.
What she saw made her literally shudder. There was no difference. The resemblance was uncanny. He had finished learning. He had finish watching them. Now he was ready to show them what he had learning.
Hearing a sound behind, she turned to see Mirai standing, his hair out of his hair tie. His eye, his body, his all stance speaking of something she never would have seen in him.
Fear.
But how can she blame him, standing like that, they looked like two lost twin. Even Trunks who had separated from Goten didn't look as much as Mirai as the Medusa.
"They looked alike but what about they power?" Confuse she looked at Pan, seeing her look she get up also. "If they share the same power, how the hell the battle lasted that long? It obvious his way much stronger them him, hell then the entire Z fighters."
It was true. But. "Their use the same attacks, well I think." She never actually saw him fight, but she knew by the stories she had heard some of his techniques and this monster use all of them.
She shared a look at her old friend, then they looked at Mirai, but this time, his eyes were empty. Something was up, thing was going to be bad, she just knew it!
As if he had heard him, the Medusa (and everybody else for that matter) looked toward them. In all of they face, she could she the understanding. They understood what had been happened.
Something was going to happen. Everyone who was there on this very day, knew that the battle had just take a turn for the worst. And this time, they didn't know if they were going to go out unscathed, or worst, alive.
@~~~~@
He was looking this way, but his eyes were fixed on his double. Then without warning, he went flying toward them. Almost like instinct, she jumped of the cliff, Pan right beside her. But he was not following. When she looked up, she saw something that surprises her totally. Both Mirai were standing in front of each other. With them like that, there was no way to separated them anymore. With they blank expression, it was impossible to tell which one the Medusa, which one was the bastard.
"This shit is getting worst I swear." Looking around, she saw the Z Fighter around, looking puzzle or mad, (Depending on what branch on the family you were situated).
There was no way they could differentiate them. Of course, they could beat both of them, and the harder one to kill would be the monster but somehow she didn't think that the other would agree with her idea.
"Vegeta! Don't even think about it!" Knew it. Now they were in an impasse. What to do. By now, it was evident that they were similar in everything and not just by appearance, battle technique, and power to a certain degree. And they had no time to play at "tell me something the other don't know" game. (More so that they didn't know shit about either one of them.)
Fortunately, one of them (it was probably the monster, she didn't think that Mirai would have the guts) remove the choice in they hand and begin attacking. Soon they had to move away from the duo fighting for they life. Impressed, she had to follow the fight, her mouth open. The share violence the two of them was showing was unknown to her. She never saw something like that.
They were striking each other with punch that would, any one of them, killed someone weaker. And strangely both seemed at the same level, one where not weaker then the other. The Medusa was probably loath to show his power now, since if he did they would finally saw which one was which.
But it didn't make any sense. His ki was rising higher, steadily, but slowly. Why didn't he just tap into his power? They all knew he had access to unlimited power, why don't he just use it right now.
Both used the same technique, the same move, the same energy blast. Mirai was fighting with a mirror, who was stronger then him and wanted his death.
This guy had the knack to find himself in some weird situation.
But she didn't understand. What was he doing this? Why wait. Why doesn't he go and kill everyone in his path as if he was meant to do until only one remain? It just makes no sense.
Catching the eye of her brother, she nodded and taking Pan hand she moved away.
They were to close from the battle. Lowering her power level, she dragging her friend behind. When she judged that they were finally far, she looked at the battle.
"What the-!" She couldn't have said it better then her. They were high in the sky, fighting as if tomorrow will never rise. Now something was different. It seemed that the Medusa was only able to imitate the style of other people and had no real technique of his own because while one of them was using the same technique as Mirai, the other was switching style every second or so. Mirai was using all the technique that he had learned over his life, but the Medusa had probably no access to those memories, because he was still using Mirai technique. She could see him attempt to change his style but failed miserably. Now it was easy to see with was the truth one. The medusa didn't fight with the grace of someone who was used to this kind of fighting all his life.
They could distinguish them, and not only that, they had some information on him. This was one of his weaknesses. Yes, it was amazing, but it was giving her the creep. She knows it was not the case but it looked as if he stole all those techniques. Didn't he have something that was his only? It was an interesting though that was cut short when Mirai stared slapping the Medusa. Goku was so surprise he dropped from the sky.
She will not lie to herself. She had been ready for anything from him, but that, that was way over the top. What was he trying to do?
Looking at the face of his father, she saw him rolled his eye. Seem she was not the only one who trough that he was losing it. Or maybe they got it wrong all this time and it was the Medusa who changed techniques. Didn't she just tell herself that it looked at if he stole all those move? And right now, the Medusa was beating the hell out of Mirai.
"I know I shouldn't say that, but I hope it Mirai whose getting his ass handed to him." Turning away, she had to hide her smirk. It was not the time for that. But Pan didn't seem to be bothered by the moment because she was laughing her heart out. From where they stood, she could see her father and brother smirk
Like her mother said, great mind do think together.
"Bra! Pan! Stopped now! Don't you care his practically killing himself for you?" Guess we know who was not part of the great mind.
"Mirai, please stop! You don't have to do it! Stop!" What was going on, what was he yelling about? Looking yet again at the battle, she finally saw what he was doing.
The Medusa was losing his temper and with each burst of power, the illusion he was casting on them was fading, and for the first time she saw one of the true visage of the Medusa. The raging snake on top of his head, the claws horning his hand, the red eyes that were burning of the fire of the damned. Nothing to do with the nice features that were common on the brief family. And not only they could differentiate them but his fighting was beginning to be shaky.
She didn't believe it, he was doing it. He was troubling the monster enough so that he couldn't fight right. But it was not enough. She could see that. Because he may be mad and losing control but his ki was still growing. And Mirai had to sacrificed his power for speed to avoid the punch that would surely hurt him. The slap himself he was giving was not that much by what she could see, but it seemed that the very act was infuriating him. The little thing he was whispering was not arranging it either.
But they fun was cut short when it became obvious that the Medusa was not going to fall for the same thing over and over again.
And they had the same problem. The fight was too long, it gave the Medusa way to much time to learn and to evolve.
"Bra, thing are taking to long."
"I know." but what they could do? What Mirai was doing would only last a few seconds until his effect would be null. What could they do. They were learning stuffs about him. But right now it was not useful for them. From any moment, he could revert to his old self. Better Mirai old self. What they were going to do. They had trying everything. Except Gogita and Goku. And knowing her father, that trick will only be envisioned at the last resort. Very last resort. As for Goku, his father would wait a little bit until he will let him fight. She hopped her father will have a solution, or the battle would take an ugly turn and she knew her mother would not be happy.
Her mother.
Mother.
"Okay I have enough! This shit is going to end now." Every eye where fixed on her father. Then in a flurry of movement that she could barely follow, he went after Mirai sword. What was he going to do with it? Even the medusa looked puzzle! The he fired a huge blast that lighted the very sky around them. She opened her eye when she senses something on her face. When she pass her hand and brought them in front of her face, she saw some purple strand. Was that hair?
What the hell? Looking around she looked at her brother but he seemed as put off as everybody did. Then she looked at Mirai. He looked totally lost. His hair that where, when she first saw him, was hanging near the back of his back. Was now was now just below his shoulder and in uneven cut.
To separate them, Vegeta had cut Mirai hair.
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You could have though that instead of Mirai Vegeta had hacked the Medusa hair he was so furious. His anger had broken free from his internal confine, the illusion gone from his true form. And when his gaze fell on Mirai, the fury was finally unleash.
It was terrible. In all her life, she had never seen that kind of viciousness, that kind of ferocity before. It was apparent that now he was through playing with him.
"Shit! His not going to make it this time!" No kidding!
Seeing her brother flew toward her, she lowered her ki further down. They had to be careful; they were sitting duck where they were.
"Bra! Pan! Go away and stay away! Things are serious now; we have to help Mirai at all cost." Help Mirai at all cost?
"What do you mean by that?" Pan looked disturbed. Probably the same expression was on her face.
He looked intently at her. "He cannot die. He just can't. I have to do what I can." His eye went toward they father. "I have to." Then he put his back on her to fly toward the others Z fighters to obliterate the Medusa. But she couldn't left him like that. Running the short distance to him, she reached his jacket and made him turn toward her. "Do what you can; I will do what must be done."
He watched her for a few seconds before nodding his head. He understood. They had all a role to play, and none of them where cowards. They will see the end of things, whether they like it or not, whether they agree to it or not, whether it was safe or not. It was they ways. It was they family ways, it was they people ways.
Nevertheless, they was a deeper meaning to what he was saying, she knew it. Mirai.
He had killed Videl; he had tried to take over her father's attention so what happened between then and now? She could remember his perplex look when the two of them looked the same. What had happened in this short instant?
"Bra, come here, we are going to be crashed if we don't move." Surprise, she looked around and sure enough, the fight had shifted just on top in them. Shit.
"Yeah, following you." Turning away, she started running and could sense Pan just behind her.
She had a very bad hunch about this. And the hunch just came true when she heard her brother warning.
"Oh, Kami, please, please, please." Sensing her heart froze, she turned around. The Medusa was just behind them. With a shout, he shoved Pan over the mountain, hearing her scream all the way down the mountain.
"Pan! No!" Gohan anguish cries echo throughout the empty desert. She was faced with her own problem. Problem taking form by a angry Medusa standing in front of her. Fortunately, her brother, been a wonderful mathematician solved the problem by appearing in front of her, exactly between the Medusa and her.
"You creep! Keep away from my sister!" One second after, the entire cast was in front of her.
It was time like this that she was really thankful to have such friend and family. Fortunately, moment like this didn't happen very often. She couldn't take the hassle of been totally powerless and useless.
In all that, she took great care to keep her eyes on him and it never left his eyes from her either. Even when the others shifted away, his eyes was still on her. Even when Mirai went standing next to her, his eyes didn't leave her. Even when Trunks started fighting against him, his eye didn't leave. But when Trunks slap him, his gazes at last left her only to hastily fasten on Trunks.
He was going to die.
And She was going to prevent him.
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The fight was starting to be ugly. Both of fighters were using dirty tricks that only Gotenk and maybe Vegetto would have used. The fight was degenerating rapidly, and it was apparent that Trunks was no match for him. And it was also noticeable that the Medusa didn't want to finish him by a single blow like everyone knew he would have been able to do. No, he was planning something.
The battle was at his peek when she notices that the sky was getting darker. Dimmer and darker until the very sun disappears, until the Medusa form disappears into the shadows.
"Shit!"
"Not again!"
"Trunks! Don't look into her eyes."
Her eyes. What do they mean by her eyes. Raising her head, she gazed deeply into it eyes. For a few seconds they were nothing.
It eyes were so deep and so dark.Shaking her head, she blinked furiously, when she regain her sight, her mother was standing before her. Her mother. What the hell was she doing here? But there was something wrong. Her mother was.no her mother was just here. Alive. But why were there yelling like that. Telling Trunks its was no mother. Where they blind? Its was mother. She was standing right here, like she always were.
Wait, she was going to hurt Trunks. Trunks. Mother would never hurt him. But that could only mean that.. Mother would never hurt Trunks. And her mother was.she was.she was gone.
This was not her mother. It was the Medusa and it was trying to slaughter her brother.
Tearing away from Mirai, she jumped on the Medusa, putting herself in front of the blast meant for Trunks.
"Bra! No!"
She was her father's little girl, she was the warrior princess. It was her duty to protect her loved one, the one she cared about as far as her power permit it.
Each one of them had they own duty and those was her's. She couldn't help them in the battleground, she couldn't defeat the monster but she was going to make sure the others will be safe to help save the world.
I know they are going to saved her after. She was not going to be gone forever. Where she will be in the next dimension she will watch over them and watch them destroyed the Medusa.
I am going to watch them.
She was going to watch over her brother so that he could do his duty and be sure that Mirai didn't double cross them.
She was not worried. She knew she would come back. One day soon, I will be together with my family. We will not going to be apart for very long.
During the time when she will travel snake way to 'meet' with king Kai, her family will be on earth. Fighting the enemy, and then living they life until they find a way to revive her.
Her regard past from her father power up with mighty wrath and then her brother who had his eye fixed on her.
Her brother was so strong and so handsome. The bond holding them together was thigh nothing could break it. Not life, not death, not any monster bend on destroying the world.
While I will be gone, I only asked of you one thing Trunks: please, remember you little sister.
Please, remember me.
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Noskeyla
Chapter 13 - Death (d)
The Warrior Princess
This was not possible. This could not have happened. This kind of things happened to others but not to her. This, this, this was complete nonsense. This couldn't not be. That was it. It was a mistake. It was as simple as that. She was going to have a little 'discussion' with Dende about his sense of humor. But then, the bastard was dead. It was probably the Kais. She had heard plenty about them and their sense of humor and it was not above them or below them for that matter. By the way, where were their? You could have assumed that with something of this scale going on they would have-
"Trunks stop!" Surprised, she looked at her brother, but except for the murderous glint in his eyes, he was not doing anything odd.
"Father!" He was not looking at her. Why were they all looking this way? It's not as if her mother just die on them. The idea was just ridiculous. Kami, their really couldn't take a joke.
When she finally followed his gaze, her heart stopped beating and she had to face the truth, because there was no way the expression on Mirai-Trunks face could be labeled as joking, or mad or even mildly disturb. What she saw on his face was the expression of a little boy who just had his heart haul off from his body, a man who just lost everything he held dear to him, a son who just lost his mother, his only family. What she saw was a Saiyan on the brink, on the line between sanity and utter madness. And who just willingly stepped over, heart, body, and soul.
His eyes were blank. His pupil had disappears as if they needed to hide for what was imminent. Mirai was generating vast amount of energy that threatening to send everything and everyone scurrying away. His power level was rising, still raising and gave absolutely no indication that it was going to settle.
He was out of control.
She watched as her father, Kakarotte and Gohan ran to him and been pushed back from the sheer power of the waves of energy he was emitting.
That when she heard it, the yell, the cry, the keening screams that was tearing a hole into her very soul.
Sinking into his knees, Mirai started howling to the sky.
His ki still rising.
Were there not any limits to his power?
"Get out of there now!" The shout made her realized that she was in danger. She needed to go to safety. She needed to go home. Nodding once to him, she makes a sprint to the house. She heard someone yelled her name. She was running as fast as she could. She couldn't exactly fly over there you know! On the other hand. hum, that was an interesting thing to ponder.
Reaching the house, she opened the door. This is strange. Wasn't her mother supposed to be there? Let see.she was probably in her lab looking into-
"Bura! Are you mad?" Spinning around, she saw her father, in super saiyan mode, reaching for her and put her against his chest. His face. Was that concern?
"The Medusa could have been still in the house, you stupid girl!" Of course, she was dead. Mother was dead. And so are they if she understood what he was saying. Oh well.
Five seconds. Ten seconds. Fifteen seconds. What was happening? Gazing up she looked intently at his face. His eyes were looking back at her.
"His gone." Who was gone? Oh yeah, the Medusa. So, they had assumed that he was a man. Interesting assumption. Or just plain male pride? Resting her head against his chest, she closed her eyes. She was so tired. She totally forgot to take breakfast, something that never happened before as far as she could remember.
She felt herself moving. He was bringing her to the couch. When she was seated, she looked around. She was surprise to see her brother seated at her right and Pan to her left. As for Goten, he was seating at their feet. She didn't even sense them! She must have been more tired then she though. And by the brief glimpse she had of her the friends face, she was not the only one. Trunks looked like a serial killer in a tonight show two hours from his 100e victims. As for Pan, she looked like a mother who just saw a recidivist offering a candy to her little girl. This was not good.
Sighting, she leaning against her brother, right now, she just wanted to rest a little bit. She needed his presence.
"Don't worry, Bura, Bura." She heard the softly whispered word in her hear. That was exactly she needed to hear right now. Giving him a quick peck on the check she burred herself into him, her hand caressing Goten mop of hair. He had such nice hair, just like her dad.
They rested this way for a few minutes until they felt the wave of energy fading to just a small ripple. It seemed that Mirai-Trunks had finally calmed down. Somewhat she was happy; she really couldn't bear to see, to hear that anguish. As far as the others were concerned, they didn't seem to care one way or another. She really wondered why. Trunks she understood, but Pan! She was the one who didn't want them to hurt him and now she was brooding. I mean nobody ever die from food poisoning! On the other hand, maybe she was getting it all wrong.
Kami, she was getting a headache.
Hearing noise from the front door, she opened her eyes. The first person she saw was her father who looked pissed off, then came Gohan who seemed heartbroken, then Goku and in his arm, the object of must recent discussions, Mirai. From where she, he looked unconscious, or at least pretty out of it. He appeared to be murmuring something and Goku seemed desperate to shut him out. Next to her, she could fell Trunks and Pan shift. She really needed to know what was wrong with Pan.
In Goku arm, he looked far much younger then Trunks. He had his eyes closed, his head on Goku chest, and his lips moving with silent words. It took some effort on her part to finally understand what he was saying. It was two words, but two words that make everyone blood run cold, and heart bleed at the silent plea.
Not again.
Not again.
Not again.
She wanted to kill him, to silence him forever. She really didn't want to be reminded of what she just lost to this monster. Could he just shut up? It not as if his begging would make her come back!
Vegeta must have though about the same thing because with a sign of the head, he asked Goku to follow him outside. Probably to talk about what they should do. However, as much as Goku wanted it, it was impossible to dislodge the grip Mirai had on his gi, short of tearing it apart. In short, he was stuck.
"Mirai, everything will be all right, please let go." He was passing his hand on his hair and talking to him as if he was a little boy but it was no use. His eyes still closed, his lips still moving, he was living in his own little world full of pain and misery. She couldn't really blame him; the real world was not any better either so why forces him to live in theirs? At least, in his own world, he had some measure of control over it. It looked, however, that Vegeta didn't share her view; glaring at Goku, he was taping his finger on his crossed arms, a sure sign that his patience was running short. Very short.
"Dammed! Just drop him on the floor for Kami shake!" Okayyyy, that was short! But she could see it was no use, Mirai was clinging to him as if his very life depended on it. Seeing the desperate look on Goku face, she couldn't help but smirked. For some reason Goku had never been high on hug, and it seemed Mirai was scaring him shitless. Poor Chichi!
Chichi.
Where was Chichi?
Glancing at her brother to see what he was thinking of this entire situation, she could see that he was not amused. Actually, his face didn't left her father's so he probably didn't even notice the predicament Goku was in. As for Pan, she was looking at Gohan who in turn seemed two seconds from crying.
Strange, she though that Videl would have been here by now, where was she?
"Don't worry father, I'm going to take him." Well there's went her fun.
"Of course, Kami forbid anything happen to Mirai. Even in the risk of killing your own family, am I right father!"
"What!" Strengthening up, she looked at Pan, who was glaring at Gohan but she could see deep sadness in her eyes. What the hell was going on?
"This is ridiculous!" Everybody looked at Vegeta. "Trunks take Mirai. Brat, Baka come with me, and the rest of you stay put and on your guard!" That said he left. For a few seconds no one moved. Growling, Vegeta came back. "This was not a suggestion! Move it!" He glared at everyone. "Now!"
It was a flurry of movements. Sensing she was going to be sick on her new designer dress, she closed her eyes. When she sensed the calm return, she opened her eyes. Her father, Gohan and Goku were gone, Pan was standing in front of the window and Trunks was seating were Goku had been holding in unconscious Mirai. Goten still at his feet.
Something was going on, and she couldn't put her finger on it. And people were missing. Where was mother anyway, there is no way she could still be in the lab; didn't she heard the commotion? And where was Chichi and Videl? These two women were not the kind of people to left their precious one out of their sights when they still had the privilege and the opportunity in having them next to them. They respective husband and son were away far too often for that.
She was going to be sick. She wondered if Grandma had made some lunch. She was starving! Mmmnn that was it, her mother should be in the lab with grandpa working on Mirai's ship. She never saw it, but by the manner in which everybody was talking about it, it was a massive thing, half-finished and hideous like hell. Of course, since this description came from Vegeta, Trunks, and Pan, it could be biased, but she didn't think so. They would have told her that.
Something was not right with her reasoning, but she was to damn tired to care. But there was one thing she did care about, and that was why Pan mad at Mirai like that. I mean she was the one, who was thinking that they went to far, when they had decided to poison him a little bit! She was going to find out even if it was the last thing she did!
"Pan come here, I want to see your face." Frowning, Pan sited herself next to her. She always though that Pan was beautiful, in a boyish sort of way. She was no lady, but she was beautiful nonetheless. Not the natural beauty and grace that the Brief possessed but with a little bit of help she could be a total knock out.
"Now tell me why you hate him like that, what did he do to make you hate him so much?" Hearing that, Trunks raised his head from were he was looking at Mirai face. Guess she was not the only one who saw the animosity Pan had toward Mirai.
Taking a big breath, Pan looked at each of them. But before Pan could say anything, she notice how they were placed. Taking Pan hand, she stood up and brought her next to Trunks. No use to shout.
But since there was no way Pan was going to sit next to Mirai, Bra decided to sit next to her brother, near Mirai face and Pan sat next to her. From where she was situated, she couldn't see his face, since it was buried in Trunks chest, but she could reach his hair. He had the same hair as all of them, but to say the truth, she never though it would have looked nice that long. However, he really had to look out for split end. He was murmuring some thing or other, but for the most part, he was completely silence. Goten was seating at they feet, eyes not leaving the prone form of Mirai. Overall, they were all curious to see what he had done to send Pan into such fury. After they finally settle, they all turned they head toward Pan, who was gazing at Mirai with scorn in her face.
"Pan, speak to me what happened." She took Pan right hand into her own and holds his close to her heart, but Pan gazed never left Mirai.
"It simple, he killed mother."
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Okay, if she was going to be honest with herself, she had to admit that this particular answers was not was she waiting for and by the gasp Goten made, it was not the answers he was expected either. As for Trunks, only Goten quick reflect stopped Trunks from rising from his seat and knock Mirai on the floor. Barely.
Nevertheless, during all this moving around, he didn't stir. By a strange coincidence, he seemed to feel save in his younger version arm. In a sense it was normal, the reverse reaction wouldn't have bough well for Trunks sanity. After all, if you cannot fell save in your own arm, you are in one hell of a problem. But that was beside the point. Shaking her head and taking a big gulp of air, she watched Pan. During this time, her eyes didn't leave Mirai.
Could someone say obsessive? It seemed to be recurring trait in saiyans.But she was distrait. The important thing was to know exactly how Mirai killed Videl, and to know who got first dip on his life.
"Pan, explain. Now." Trunks voice was clipped. It was business now. They were in danger and they had in enemy in they own rank. That could not be allowed.
"There's nothing to tell, few seconds after we arrived home, Papa and Mirai left the house."
"They left the house?" Goten looked at her puzzled. This was not like Gohan. Gohan was very protective of Videl and Pan. Leaving them alone in a time where a terrible monster was roaming free was not an option. Unless.
"Yes, after me and him had a little...heu.talk," nobody blinked at the hesitation. Something, it was better just to slide over things: A skill developed after living among the Z fighters for so long. "He left like the coward he is. Then Gohan left soon after him, probably to see if he was alright." That why. Gohan couldn't leave Mirai in an upset state if he could help it. However, that didn't explain all.
"Pan, that does not explained us everything, I mean Mirai and Gohan left, and you were left with Videl then what. What happened? I really doubt he came back with is sword to slaughter her throat." Frowning, she glared at Trunks. Damn, he was so tactless sometime! Even though she was thinking the same thing, she was not babbled it like that!
"The whatever-is-name-his came after us."
"Pan!" Kami! Passing an arm around her shoulder, she held the girl next to her. She heard enough of gruesome story to know that meeting with it usually ended in the death of someone. And until now, they didn't get lucky.
From were he was seating on the floor, Goten scoop up in front of Pan and clasped her knee.
As for Trunks, if he didn't watch it, Mirai was going to end-up on the floor.
"What happened?"
"Mother told me to flee and to raise my ki, but he never came."
"?" Okayyyyy.
"Before leaving, father told mother to raise her ki when we will be finished or if something came along. He was supposed to come right away, but he didn't" He didn't? Gohan didn't come to get them. But.
"Then whatever happen, where's Videl?" This time, she received stared from everyone. What did she was the impression of missing something?
"I flew away, mother stay behind to fight him, Bra." Videl, she was a very courageous woman but that that was just plain stupid.
"How did she got away, Gohan must have come after a while!" She could sense Goten and Trunks stare on her back, turning toward then, she was surprise to see their sadness. Then she felt Pan entire body shake next to her, when he looked at her again, she saw her sobbing her eyes out.
What the hell happened to Videl, was she hurt?
"Bura Bura, Videl, she's gone." Her brother soft voice hit her like a sucker punch in the guts.
Gone? Like in death? Like she was gone forever?
This was utter nonsense. And she was going to tell them exactly what she though about thing like that. How could he talk like that when Pan was obviously depressed? Kami he could be such a-
"Brat! We are leaving. Now." Surprised, she jumped out of the couch, from the front door, her father, Goku and Gohan came running in, face determined but worried nonetheless.
Something must have happened it was obvious!
Before she could have said anything, he came to her, grip her arm, and they were out of the house and in the sky before she knew what was happening.
Behind her, she could hear cry and yelling. "Father! What wrong with-"
"Shut up! We have no time for foolish game!" Holding her tighter against him, he went super saiyans 5 on her. The shock was so big she almost fainted. She had to close her eyes to lower the effect. If she couldn't see entire continent pass by her by the second, she could pretended she was just flying with her brother the few time he had been feeling like it.
It took her a few minutes, or was it a few second? To notice it. They were traveling so fast, and way to long. With they speed they should have made the tour of the earth at least four times but they were still going on. No, they were not running away from something, they were running toward something, and that something seemed to have some issued about staying in one place for any amount of time.
Damned she was going to get sick!
"Could he just stop of one freaking second until we get a good shoot at him, for goodness shake!" From over her head, she heard a chuckle.
"You said it princess."
She liked when he call her that. Unfortunately, that means that he was too much focused on something else to notice the slip of tongue. Clutching tightly her father chest (mmmnn, it looked like he had increase his training lately) she opened her eyes. They were inside a bull of energy. That when she realized that there was no way she could have stayed alive with the level of energy he was emitting if he was not protecting her somehow.
When she was sure that she was not going to be destroyed by her father's own ki, she turned his head to see where the others were. Goku was next to her, his eyes fixed before him. He was not smiling; in fact, he was downright serious. It was really rare to see him without his silly grin.
Not since they last battle were they lost 18, 17, and someone else. She couldn't remember the other one for the life of her.
In since, she was on the subject, where was Marron? She was probably safe somewhere. She hopped she was aright. She knew that the girl hated fighting and all those sort of thing. Kind of strange if you considered that both her parent were Z fighters.considering that one of her parent were a Z fighter and the other an android created to destroyed and killed everything in sight.
Behind them, she could see Gohan holding Pan in his arms. He looked completely wild. Another one you didn't see the better side until he was in battle. For some reason though, Pan seemed less then thrilled. She needed to talk to Pan. It was obvious that Mirai was the one to confuse Gohan that way. He was so easily influenced. They needed to support Gohan if they ever wanted to take him away the deadly grip Mirai had on him.
Speaking of him, she had to turn her face the other way to spot her brother. When she saw him, she smirked.
He looked utterly feral and dangerous. He was super saiyan two and green eyes had always made him looked good. When they eyes meet they smirked and started laughing.
After today, they would know not to mess with the Saiyans ever again.
Raising her eyes after hearing her father's laugh, she met his. His eye was the blackest she ever saw and eyeliner with red. There was no trace of the refined prince any longer.
Approaching his mouth next to her hear he whispered something that send a shiver trough her spine.
"Vegeta is back."
Then throwing his head back, he begins howling. At the same time, Goku seemed to lose it and started howling too. Soon enough they had augmented they speed to ten fold.
Yes, her father was going to do what he must and she was going to do what she must. It was her duties.
Burying her head into her father chest, she started laughing to herself.
She was the warrior princess, and she will do what she must to avenge the death of her people.
Kami be her guide and the sky her witness!
@~~~~@
It was coming. She could sense it in every bones of her body. She was not scared. Why should she? Her father was there and was ready for it; with the others next to him, who could triumph against them?
Even death had no bearing on them and they had vanquished the very Gods.
The strongest fighter in the universe, her father, Vegeta, seconded by her brother, Trunks, accompanied by Goku, Gohan, and Goten were ready for action. Nothing stood in they way.
The Z fighters were hovering above the earth, coming to the decision that they could have a better advantage over the monster. From where they were situated, Pan and her had the perfect view without been a distraction, a danger or used has a pressure tool. As for Mirai, well, in the state he was, he couldn't careless about the view.
She could fell her saiyan blood boil into her veins. She had to be over there with the rest of them. Nevertheless, she knew that she would only be a bother. However, she vowed right then and there that it was going to be the last battle she spends watching on the sideline. Looking at her best friend, she saw that the feeling was mutual.
She was going to become the first super saiyan girl in all histories and the strongest warrior, all race, sex, age, combine even if it kill her. Literally. After all, there was powerful martial art master in the next dimension.
That when it hit her. She recognized this place. She was sure of it. Wasn't here that her father and Goku usually spared together? This was not the first time she notices it. They seemed attracted to this place. She wondered why. This place had nothing special. The only way she recognized the place was because of the rock formation. If you looked at it from a certain angle, narrowed your eyes, and then tilted slightly your head to the right, it looked like the Vegeta house symbol. What can she say? She was bored.
"Bra! It here." For one whole second, she had to admit, she didn't know what she was talking about. Then she remembered. Raising her head from the symbol, she could se her father and the others surrender by a black cloud.
The battle had begun. And they will prevail against everything.
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When the black mist withdraws, there was a new fighter amidst them. From where she was, she could hear the shocked gasps. Then everybody looked toward they hideout.
What was going on? Meeting Pan confused look she saw the same question. They needed the Z Fighters to move away from the new warriors to understand their shock and this time, even they seek out the unconscious warrior: He was still down for the count. They eyes didn't betray them.
The Medusa had chosen one of the Z fighters for it new form and the sort had fallen on Mirai.
The resemblance was stunning: same clothes, same hunted look, same sword, and same hair; one different though, the Medusa hair was free, floating, moving about by the will of the wind.
This was not going to be a sparring session in the gravity room.
She saw the Medusa power up to Super Saiyan 3.
In that particular case, it may be more difficult then they had original intended.
Three seconds after the standard stare down and the usual witty repartee the battle started.
She had to pull all her concentration on the battle it was so intense. It was almost impossible for her to follow the movement. Her father was all over that thing! The others were near, preparing to intervene in the improbable circumstances that something went wrong.
For the first seconds, she was cheering loudly, and then trailed slowly. There was something wrong, Mirai was super saiyan 3, her father was super saiyan 5, and yet, they were still fighting. He was supposed to win by now. However, as much as he was lacking, The Medusa was faster; the only way you could know he had moved was by his hair moving around him.
Growling, she looked at the fallen warrior. He had never been that fast before so what was going on and why the hell was he still unconscious! A cry made her raise her head. Her father was nowhere in sight and Goku was giving it a try.
How dare he knock out her father, this poor imitation of a wannabe saiyan?
"His evolving."
She must have jumped three feet high from pure terror. Whirling around, she had just the time to see Pan throws a kick aimed at Mirai head just to see him blocking it with one hand without even looking at her. All his attention was focuses on the battle. His face was pale, his body shaky, his hair without life, but his eyes were burning with in inner fire.
Finally, what he said entered her still dazed mind. 'His evolving.' There was no mistaking about what he was saying but that didn't mean the meaning was clear for that.
As if reading her mind, he started listing things that send a shiver trough her body and for the first time in her short full life, she felt true fear. As the background sound dwelled of the short pause dwelled to nothing she listening to a tale of horror.
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"His evolving. His intelligence is getting sharper, his getting stronger, his skills are enhanced." Gasping as if his entire body was hurting, he raised to his knees.
"The first time he fought me, he was not that strong, not that articulate, not that cold, and not that skilled in changing form. His learning, his watching, and his getting stronger. If we don't destroy him in that battle, it will be impossible to kill him after, not with all the knowledge he will gains from the fight."
"This is not possible! You're lying. But not too worry, my father is the strongest warrior around. And he wills defeat him. Well if someone don't intrude in the fight." Looking toward them, she could see Pan snarling at him, but as for Mirai, his eyes didn't leave the fight that had started again. He was so focused. And looking at the fights she understood why. They were not winning. Not losing yet but the monster seemed to posses an abnormal source of strength. It reminds her of the androids. The androids.
"Mirai, is that an android! Is that another creation of the Dr. Getro?"
"It Dr. Gero and No. It not human created, it came from far. Far away."
"How can you be so certain, you seem to be full of dubious facts."
She drowned the rest of the response. She was watching the fight. This time, it was Gotenk turn to get a go at him. She could hear his manic laugh from all over where she was. And let not forget is little quip and insult. It was a true beauty to watch and to hear. She focused on the monster. He was fighting in the exact same way as Mirai, but it was missing something. The passion was not here, the passion that put him apart from the heartless manic running around. But as the fight progress, she could she the light in this make belief appears, a small candle now, but soon becoming a furnace.
"He his learning." They eye locked. They were a certainty in his eye that she didn't want to see. Pan was right. Well not on the 'my father is the strongest' since it was her father who was the strongest but it was tried that many time Mirai came with fact that end up been false. Maybe this time.
"Watch him, and tell me what it's the difference now." Loathing herself for it, she watched the Medusa.
What she saw made her literally shudder. There was no difference. The resemblance was uncanny. He had finished learning. He had finish watching them. Now he was ready to show them what he had learning.
Hearing a sound behind, she turned to see Mirai standing, his hair out of his hair tie. His eye, his body, his all stance speaking of something she never would have seen in him.
Fear.
But how can she blame him, standing like that, they looked like two lost twin. Even Trunks who had separated from Goten didn't look as much as Mirai as the Medusa.
"They looked alike but what about they power?" Confuse she looked at Pan, seeing her look she get up also. "If they share the same power, how the hell the battle lasted that long? It obvious his way much stronger them him, hell then the entire Z fighters."
It was true. But. "Their use the same attacks, well I think." She never actually saw him fight, but she knew by the stories she had heard some of his techniques and this monster use all of them.
She shared a look at her old friend, then they looked at Mirai, but this time, his eyes were empty. Something was up, thing was going to be bad, she just knew it!
As if he had heard him, the Medusa (and everybody else for that matter) looked toward them. In all of they face, she could she the understanding. They understood what had been happened.
Something was going to happen. Everyone who was there on this very day, knew that the battle had just take a turn for the worst. And this time, they didn't know if they were going to go out unscathed, or worst, alive.
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He was looking this way, but his eyes were fixed on his double. Then without warning, he went flying toward them. Almost like instinct, she jumped of the cliff, Pan right beside her. But he was not following. When she looked up, she saw something that surprises her totally. Both Mirai were standing in front of each other. With them like that, there was no way to separated them anymore. With they blank expression, it was impossible to tell which one the Medusa, which one was the bastard.
"This shit is getting worst I swear." Looking around, she saw the Z Fighter around, looking puzzle or mad, (Depending on what branch on the family you were situated).
There was no way they could differentiate them. Of course, they could beat both of them, and the harder one to kill would be the monster but somehow she didn't think that the other would agree with her idea.
"Vegeta! Don't even think about it!" Knew it. Now they were in an impasse. What to do. By now, it was evident that they were similar in everything and not just by appearance, battle technique, and power to a certain degree. And they had no time to play at "tell me something the other don't know" game. (More so that they didn't know shit about either one of them.)
Fortunately, one of them (it was probably the monster, she didn't think that Mirai would have the guts) remove the choice in they hand and begin attacking. Soon they had to move away from the duo fighting for they life. Impressed, she had to follow the fight, her mouth open. The share violence the two of them was showing was unknown to her. She never saw something like that.
They were striking each other with punch that would, any one of them, killed someone weaker. And strangely both seemed at the same level, one where not weaker then the other. The Medusa was probably loath to show his power now, since if he did they would finally saw which one was which.
But it didn't make any sense. His ki was rising higher, steadily, but slowly. Why didn't he just tap into his power? They all knew he had access to unlimited power, why don't he just use it right now.
Both used the same technique, the same move, the same energy blast. Mirai was fighting with a mirror, who was stronger then him and wanted his death.
This guy had the knack to find himself in some weird situation.
But she didn't understand. What was he doing this? Why wait. Why doesn't he go and kill everyone in his path as if he was meant to do until only one remain? It just makes no sense.
Catching the eye of her brother, she nodded and taking Pan hand she moved away.
They were to close from the battle. Lowering her power level, she dragging her friend behind. When she judged that they were finally far, she looked at the battle.
"What the-!" She couldn't have said it better then her. They were high in the sky, fighting as if tomorrow will never rise. Now something was different. It seemed that the Medusa was only able to imitate the style of other people and had no real technique of his own because while one of them was using the same technique as Mirai, the other was switching style every second or so. Mirai was using all the technique that he had learned over his life, but the Medusa had probably no access to those memories, because he was still using Mirai technique. She could see him attempt to change his style but failed miserably. Now it was easy to see with was the truth one. The medusa didn't fight with the grace of someone who was used to this kind of fighting all his life.
They could distinguish them, and not only that, they had some information on him. This was one of his weaknesses. Yes, it was amazing, but it was giving her the creep. She knows it was not the case but it looked as if he stole all those techniques. Didn't he have something that was his only? It was an interesting though that was cut short when Mirai stared slapping the Medusa. Goku was so surprise he dropped from the sky.
She will not lie to herself. She had been ready for anything from him, but that, that was way over the top. What was he trying to do?
Looking at the face of his father, she saw him rolled his eye. Seem she was not the only one who trough that he was losing it. Or maybe they got it wrong all this time and it was the Medusa who changed techniques. Didn't she just tell herself that it looked at if he stole all those move? And right now, the Medusa was beating the hell out of Mirai.
"I know I shouldn't say that, but I hope it Mirai whose getting his ass handed to him." Turning away, she had to hide her smirk. It was not the time for that. But Pan didn't seem to be bothered by the moment because she was laughing her heart out. From where they stood, she could see her father and brother smirk
Like her mother said, great mind do think together.
"Bra! Pan! Stopped now! Don't you care his practically killing himself for you?" Guess we know who was not part of the great mind.
"Mirai, please stop! You don't have to do it! Stop!" What was going on, what was he yelling about? Looking yet again at the battle, she finally saw what he was doing.
The Medusa was losing his temper and with each burst of power, the illusion he was casting on them was fading, and for the first time she saw one of the true visage of the Medusa. The raging snake on top of his head, the claws horning his hand, the red eyes that were burning of the fire of the damned. Nothing to do with the nice features that were common on the brief family. And not only they could differentiate them but his fighting was beginning to be shaky.
She didn't believe it, he was doing it. He was troubling the monster enough so that he couldn't fight right. But it was not enough. She could see that. Because he may be mad and losing control but his ki was still growing. And Mirai had to sacrificed his power for speed to avoid the punch that would surely hurt him. The slap himself he was giving was not that much by what she could see, but it seemed that the very act was infuriating him. The little thing he was whispering was not arranging it either.
But they fun was cut short when it became obvious that the Medusa was not going to fall for the same thing over and over again.
And they had the same problem. The fight was too long, it gave the Medusa way to much time to learn and to evolve.
"Bra, thing are taking to long."
"I know." but what they could do? What Mirai was doing would only last a few seconds until his effect would be null. What could they do. They were learning stuffs about him. But right now it was not useful for them. From any moment, he could revert to his old self. Better Mirai old self. What they were going to do. They had trying everything. Except Gogita and Goku. And knowing her father, that trick will only be envisioned at the last resort. Very last resort. As for Goku, his father would wait a little bit until he will let him fight. She hopped her father will have a solution, or the battle would take an ugly turn and she knew her mother would not be happy.
Her mother.
Mother.
"Okay I have enough! This shit is going to end now." Every eye where fixed on her father. Then in a flurry of movement that she could barely follow, he went after Mirai sword. What was he going to do with it? Even the medusa looked puzzle! The he fired a huge blast that lighted the very sky around them. She opened her eye when she senses something on her face. When she pass her hand and brought them in front of her face, she saw some purple strand. Was that hair?
What the hell? Looking around she looked at her brother but he seemed as put off as everybody did. Then she looked at Mirai. He looked totally lost. His hair that where, when she first saw him, was hanging near the back of his back. Was now was now just below his shoulder and in uneven cut.
To separate them, Vegeta had cut Mirai hair.
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You could have though that instead of Mirai Vegeta had hacked the Medusa hair he was so furious. His anger had broken free from his internal confine, the illusion gone from his true form. And when his gaze fell on Mirai, the fury was finally unleash.
It was terrible. In all her life, she had never seen that kind of viciousness, that kind of ferocity before. It was apparent that now he was through playing with him.
"Shit! His not going to make it this time!" No kidding!
Seeing her brother flew toward her, she lowered her ki further down. They had to be careful; they were sitting duck where they were.
"Bra! Pan! Go away and stay away! Things are serious now; we have to help Mirai at all cost." Help Mirai at all cost?
"What do you mean by that?" Pan looked disturbed. Probably the same expression was on her face.
He looked intently at her. "He cannot die. He just can't. I have to do what I can." His eye went toward they father. "I have to." Then he put his back on her to fly toward the others Z fighters to obliterate the Medusa. But she couldn't left him like that. Running the short distance to him, she reached his jacket and made him turn toward her. "Do what you can; I will do what must be done."
He watched her for a few seconds before nodding his head. He understood. They had all a role to play, and none of them where cowards. They will see the end of things, whether they like it or not, whether they agree to it or not, whether it was safe or not. It was they ways. It was they family ways, it was they people ways.
Nevertheless, they was a deeper meaning to what he was saying, she knew it. Mirai.
He had killed Videl; he had tried to take over her father's attention so what happened between then and now? She could remember his perplex look when the two of them looked the same. What had happened in this short instant?
"Bra, come here, we are going to be crashed if we don't move." Surprise, she looked around and sure enough, the fight had shifted just on top in them. Shit.
"Yeah, following you." Turning away, she started running and could sense Pan just behind her.
She had a very bad hunch about this. And the hunch just came true when she heard her brother warning.
"Oh, Kami, please, please, please." Sensing her heart froze, she turned around. The Medusa was just behind them. With a shout, he shoved Pan over the mountain, hearing her scream all the way down the mountain.
"Pan! No!" Gohan anguish cries echo throughout the empty desert. She was faced with her own problem. Problem taking form by a angry Medusa standing in front of her. Fortunately, her brother, been a wonderful mathematician solved the problem by appearing in front of her, exactly between the Medusa and her.
"You creep! Keep away from my sister!" One second after, the entire cast was in front of her.
It was time like this that she was really thankful to have such friend and family. Fortunately, moment like this didn't happen very often. She couldn't take the hassle of been totally powerless and useless.
In all that, she took great care to keep her eyes on him and it never left his eyes from her either. Even when the others shifted away, his eyes was still on her. Even when Mirai went standing next to her, his eyes didn't leave her. Even when Trunks started fighting against him, his eye didn't leave. But when Trunks slap him, his gazes at last left her only to hastily fasten on Trunks.
He was going to die.
And She was going to prevent him.
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The fight was starting to be ugly. Both of fighters were using dirty tricks that only Gotenk and maybe Vegetto would have used. The fight was degenerating rapidly, and it was apparent that Trunks was no match for him. And it was also noticeable that the Medusa didn't want to finish him by a single blow like everyone knew he would have been able to do. No, he was planning something.
The battle was at his peek when she notices that the sky was getting darker. Dimmer and darker until the very sun disappears, until the Medusa form disappears into the shadows.
"Shit!"
"Not again!"
"Trunks! Don't look into her eyes."
Her eyes. What do they mean by her eyes. Raising her head, she gazed deeply into it eyes. For a few seconds they were nothing.
It eyes were so deep and so dark.Shaking her head, she blinked furiously, when she regain her sight, her mother was standing before her. Her mother. What the hell was she doing here? But there was something wrong. Her mother was.no her mother was just here. Alive. But why were there yelling like that. Telling Trunks its was no mother. Where they blind? Its was mother. She was standing right here, like she always were.
Wait, she was going to hurt Trunks. Trunks. Mother would never hurt him. But that could only mean that.. Mother would never hurt Trunks. And her mother was.she was.she was gone.
This was not her mother. It was the Medusa and it was trying to slaughter her brother.
Tearing away from Mirai, she jumped on the Medusa, putting herself in front of the blast meant for Trunks.
"Bra! No!"
She was her father's little girl, she was the warrior princess. It was her duty to protect her loved one, the one she cared about as far as her power permit it.
Each one of them had they own duty and those was her's. She couldn't help them in the battleground, she couldn't defeat the monster but she was going to make sure the others will be safe to help save the world.
I know they are going to saved her after. She was not going to be gone forever. Where she will be in the next dimension she will watch over them and watch them destroyed the Medusa.
I am going to watch them.
She was going to watch over her brother so that he could do his duty and be sure that Mirai didn't double cross them.
She was not worried. She knew she would come back. One day soon, I will be together with my family. We will not going to be apart for very long.
During the time when she will travel snake way to 'meet' with king Kai, her family will be on earth. Fighting the enemy, and then living they life until they find a way to revive her.
Her regard past from her father power up with mighty wrath and then her brother who had his eye fixed on her.
Her brother was so strong and so handsome. The bond holding them together was thigh nothing could break it. Not life, not death, not any monster bend on destroying the world.
While I will be gone, I only asked of you one thing Trunks: please, remember you little sister.
Please, remember me.
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