Well, it's getting close to the end of another story, and I am really sure that I never knew this would turn out so long or complicated. This chapter is long as hell, and I guess I should have split it in two parts, but that wouldn't have made as much sense, so you will just have to suffer through it!

Lol, I hope it will entertain you enough so it won't seem so long.

Thanks again to my reviewers:

Aseret Kitsune – First of all, I want to apologize profusely for forgetting to thank you for reviewing the last chapter, I don't know why I didn't see you review, but I missed it somehow. Please forgive me; I'm so sorry! Anyway, thanks for reviewing the chapter, and I hope you like the next ones. Sorry again.

animeprincess1452 – Yep, it was a lot of confusions with the random fusions…or something like that, but I'm glad you liked it. Hopefully, this next chapter will be just as good.

And here's the next chapter, fresh off the uhh…printing press? Well, maybe not that, but read it anyway !

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Chapter 7: Evil's End

It just wasn't fair.

After all that they had done, after all the fight they had put forth in the effort to destroy the monster Shikyo, after all the pain and the blood, the sweat and tears, it was all for nothing.

They were so close to winning; so close. And in one fell swoop the tables were turned against them all and it was going to end then and there in the worst way possible.

It was like the flip of some giant coin, and they were the losers.

Yonk stood up, unwilling to accept what had just happened.

He remembered the screams the most; how Gotenks has split apart at the very second that Gohan had been killed, letting out a terrified yell that turned into two. The two screams of the two boys. It hurt to hear that, that sound he was all too familiar with now.

It just wasn't fair.

He watched as everyone stood around, too shocked to move in any way, and little Trunks and Goten running up to their fallen brother, crying out loud. They were moving slow, jerkily, and the edges of Yonk's vision looked cloudy, like in a dream sequence. For a split second he almost believed that it was a dream, that he would wake up and none of this disaster would ever have happened. He wondered how much of it was unreal; he wondered whether he would wake up back in the Room of Spirit and Time, or if the last 4 years were all an illusion and Shikyo, did not, in fact, even exist save for in his Kalltorraiya-jin consciousness.

But he knew that wasn't it. He knew those screams from those boys, they were real - they had to be. He had had nightmares like this before, and every time he had heard the dying cries of Trunks and Goten in his nightmares, it didn't hurt. He just heard the screams, but didn't care at all.

But this was different. When he heard these...it shook him to the core and deeper, cast scars of pain onto his heart, even, onto the very depths of his tortured soul.

In an instant, the realization of the reality hit with full force, and he looked up as the boys now moved as like normal.

They ran up to Gohan, lying dead on the broken ground, and cried at the horrific unfairness of it all. Goten kneeled down next to his brother, avoiding the ragged hole in his chest to place his hand on Gohan's stomach, looking at all the blood and not believing that he was gone.

"Niichan...," he pleaded, tears running down his face, "Niichan...please wake up..."

He cried out loud, sobbing, shaking his brother's limp body and screaming out his words.

"NIICHAN! WAKE UP!"

Trunks kneeled down, put a hand on his friend's shoulder, trying to say something, taking a step back as Goten batted him aside.

"NO," he yelled, "he's not dead! He's gonna be okay! You'll see...he's gonna get up!"

"Goten...he...he's...," Trunks started to say, tears in his eyes too.

"NOOO!" screamed the younger boy, "Niichan...Niichan, get up...please get up..."

He shook Gohan's body harder, sobs racking his frame.

"Niichan...don't leave me...please get up. You can't go!"

Crying harder, he rested his head on the bloodied body, begging his beloved brother to not be dead, trying his hardest to will him back.

"Please...Niichan...come back. Come back... Come back..."

He stood up, screaming again, screaming to the scorched sky and the heavens above:

"COME BACK! NIIIIIIIIIIICHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!"

Collapsing onto the ground, he cried on, not caring when Trunks knelt down beside him to hold him and cry with him.

Nobody could move, paralyzed with fear and self-doubt as Shikyo landed, laughing evilly and walked toward the group of fighters. Walking right past Yonk, he approached Goku, the one who had given him his ultimate new power, and cast him helplessly aside into a far-off mountain. He did the same to Vegeta and the two boys from the future, before stopping near Trunks and Goten, who were still crying over Gohan.

"Shikyo," he said, raising a hand to finish the job.

He punched out as hard as he could, about to break Trunks in half, when a small hand caught his and held it fast.

"I won't let you kill him too," Goten whispered.

Shikyo couldn't believe the enormous power coming from the boy as the ensuing yellow explosion cast him miles into the air and he was pummeled by blow after blow from the hypersonic half Saiya-jin. Goten kept punching and kicking, all his attacks landing square on his target as Shikyo tried to dodge them. Trunks flew up to join his friend in the fray, both as SSJ2, electricity cutting the air around them, and they struck hard at the monster.

Shikyo punched out, barely glancing off the head of one of them before getting hit from behind and then again from below. He was indeed powerful, but the small boys were just moving too fast for his huge body to keep up with at all. If he could just land one blow, it would be practically over; he could split those fragile heads like melons.

He shot an energy blast, blowing apart some rocks in the distance, scorching Trunks' gi but not hurting him in the least. His next punch was stopped in mid swing and he grabbed at his arm only to be hit again and again in the stomach.

"SHIKYO!" he yelled, powering up several blasts in is hand and shooting them every which way.

Not getting anywhere, he kicked out at any shadow he saw, perplexed when he saw several hundred afterimages of the two glowing children dancing around him. Charging some energy on the tip of his finger, he let it loose, a thin blade of energy shooting out, giving Goten a slight haircut and slicing a mountain in half. Yelling out in rage and frustration, he blasted more out in every possible direction, leaving thin, smoking trenches everywhere.

One flew down toward Yonk and he dodged to the side, halfway wondering what the point was in delaying the inevitable.

"SHIT!" he cried, seeing another one bearing down on the other fighters on the ground.

He flew up as fast as he could, scorching the ground under him, trying to outpace the flying, killer energy blade. Scooping up the unconscious figures of Mirai Trunks and Goten, he jumped out of the way in time to avoid being cut in half, crying out in pain when a laceration opened on his shoulder. He put them down, holding a hand to his injured shoulder, feeling the warm blood dripping down his fingers and looking down at the future boys.

I swear...so help me Kami, he though, I will live to see little Trunks and Goten grow up to be just like you two...this fight will end today.

He looked up at the fight above; breaking an energy ball into pieces as it flew past, sending small sparks and bolts of electricity across the ground around him.

Gathering his power, he teleported right next to Shikyo and kicked out as hard as he could at the monster's head. There was a huge bang, and before the Kalltorraiya-jin could do anything, his leg was grabbed and he was thrown into the ground.

The very hard ground...

He stood up amid the rubble, wobbly in the knees, noticing that Trunks and Goten were weakening, unable to match the stamina of the demon freak they were fighting.

"It might have helped if I went super Kalltorraiya-jin two first...," he said, smiling through half lidded eyes as he collapsed onto the ground.

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Up high, the fight raged on as Shikyo flew backwards through a canyon, throwing energy blasts at every moving thing he saw, hitting Trunks once and dodging a punch from Goten at nearly the same time. He caught Goten's side and thrust the boy into the side of the mountain, grabbing Trunks and shoving him into the other side. The huge rocks crumbled to dust around them and they barely managed to escape another energy blast as it exploded near them, sending huge pieces of rubble all over.

"Hit him from that side!" Trunks yelled, punching at the monster and pointing at a momentary opening.

"I'm trying Trunks-kun!" Goten yelled back, turning his head to look at the older boy.

Shikyo took advantage of the distraction and hit Goten into the ground, doing the same to Trunks but twice as hard, trying his damndest to kill the annoying kid. Goten flew back up in an instant, fighting on, but Trunks lay still in the rocks he had landed on.

"Trunks-kun!" Goten yelled down. "I can't do this alone, where are you?"

Goten took a hard hit, and was cast into a cliff side, getting stuck in the rock as Shikyo landed a punch in his middle. He coughed up blood letting out a cry of pain as the monster continued to beat him. This was just too familiar for him to want to think about.

Trunks-kun... thought Goten, please get up.

He was hit again, and let out another scream, trying to move out of the way but unable to.

Down in the rocks below, little Trunks began to stir, his hand twitching as he awakened, called back by his best friend's silent pleas for help.

Sitting up, he wanted to cry; there wasn't anything he could do, he needed some kind of advantage, but there wasn't anything since he couldn't use Ki.

It just wasn't fair!

He bent down his head in shame, knowing that when Goten died, at least, he would quickly follow him. A sudden glint of light by his feet caught his attention.

"Huh?" he muttered, kicking aside some rocks.

He looked to his right, suddenly noticing that his Mirai counterpart was lying unconscious next to him. Unconscious, maybe, or dead. But what caught his eye was something next to the still form, something familiar. He picked up the object and the dust fell off of it, revealing a brown sheath and the handle of a sword sticking out the end, a small part of the blade exposed and shining.

A sword...? thought Trunks.

He pulled out the blade, holding it in his hands, surprised at how perfectly it seemed to fit in his hand and how beautifully it sang as it cut the air.

Of course! It's MY sword!

It wasn't really, his was at home where he had forgotten it, but Mirai Trunks had brought his, never having a chance to use it. It was basically the same one, if you looked at it that way.

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Goten screamed, more blood running out of his mouth.

Where was Trunks? He wasn't going to last much longer and he could sense that Shikyo was holding back, making it last longer and more painfully.

Just like Buu-Buu...he though.

Shikyo drew back his fist, opening it and pointing a finger, pushing it toward the dying boy in front of him. It hit him right in the chest, and he pushed slowly inward, listening for the crack of a rib and the ensuing scream from the child.

"Shikyo," he said, enjoying the pain he was causing.

He was programmed that way too.

He pulled back his hand again, pointing it in front of him, and prepared to repeat the motion on a second rib.

There was a sudden flash of silver light, and a sound of a hair-thin blade singing through the wind as it cleaved the very molecules of the air in half. He looked to his side, seeing the silver thing flash past and the other boy holding it in a stance, smiling. The pain didn't register at first, and then it slammed through his body, as he let out a scream, raising his hand to reveal four fingers, and a bloody stump where the one he was pointing used to be.

"I'll take the rest too...," said Trunks in a menacing tone.

He charged the monster, slicing out again and again as Shikyo barely managed to dodge it, jumping to one side and shooting a pair of energy balls. One fell into two pieces, exploding around Trunks and the second one was cleaved into tiny pieces, disappearing into smoke as the sword flew around in flashes of light. Trunks swung the blade around expertly, slashing hundreds of times each second, disappearing and reappearing several times around the monster, stopping in mid swing and catching the end of the sword in between two fingers and grinning at the demon.

"You didn't even see that, did you?" Trunks asked, still smiling.

Shikyo let out another yell of pain, a cut appearing across his chest, slimy blood flowing down and dripping onto the ground.

"It's over!" screamed Trunks, jumping up and bringing the blade down.

Shikyo punched out, hitting nothing as the figure in front of him faded away and he couldn't get out of the way of something behind him.

The sword flashed, screaming through the air as Trunks brought it across, slashing Shikyo in half and the monster's dying yells rang through the air as his top and bottom half hit the ground, splattering blood everywhere.

Trunks replaced the blade in the sheath on his back, looking at the body of the demon below him. Satisfied that he was dead, he flew back to the cliff face where he had left Goten.

"Goten! Chibi!" he yelled as he flew.

Goten opened an eye.

"Trunks-kun," he said, breathing a sigh of relief.

Trunks flew up, stopping in front of his friend and silently thanking Kami that he was still alive and he took a quick look around to see if there was anyone looking.

Reaching out, he placed a hand on each of Goten's shoulders and brought his lips down to capture the younger boy's in a quick kiss.

"Trunks-kun...?" Goten asked, confused as his friend pulled back. "What was that for?" "I'm so happy you're okay," Trunks responded, smiling.

Pulling Goten gently out of the rock, Trunks flew up to sit him on the top of the mountain, hugging him and crying in happiness.

"It's over, we did it Goten!" he said happily.

Goten smiled back, "Trunks-kun..."

He barely noticed the shadow falling across them, but he felt it.

NO!

"Trunks-kun!" he screamed.

But he was too late, and a fist flew down, hitting the older boy and he hit the ground below them with a loud crash, revealing the monster's top half floating in the air. Without a word, the monster gestured to his bottom half, and the legs flew upwards, reattaching to the rest of him with a sickening splat.

Goten stood up quickly, unable to stop Shikyo's kick as it sent him into a mountain, which exploded into small rocks. Trunks appeared behind him, slashing the sword down as hard as he could as Shikyo turned, raising an arm. The blade hit his arm and there was a crashing sound as the sword shattered into small pieces, Trunks' horrified expression showing as he pulled back, only the handle and a short piece of the sword left.

"NO!" he yelled as Shikyo grabbed his arm and threw him into the mountain close to Goten.

He looked at the smoking pile of rubble, seeing one of the boys stand up, his hair strangely black again. Not quite understanding the SSJ transformation process, nor caring, he raised a hand and prepared to blast what was left of the kids to bits.

Goten stood up all the way, not sure what to do anymore as every attempt to kill the monster had failed again and again and only him and Trunks could even move.

He barely remembered something he had learned from his dad sometime, his brother had told him more about it and he thought, through all that training, Yonk might even have taught him some of the finer points of it.

Every time we shoot that thing with Ki, he gets stronger, he thought, but 'Tousan and 'Niichan told me there's two different kinds of Ki.

He stood taller, ready to try one more thing, one last thing.

The Ki that explodes is destructive Ki, they told me...but the other Ki is good Ki, he thought, it's life energy...it comes from people.

Maybe that was the answer.

He didn't even know if it would work, but it couldn't possibly hurt to try.

He raised his arms, flattening his hands to the sky.

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Yonk opened his eyes, hurting all over, barely able to move without sending spikes of pain through his body. He didn't even know what had been happening, and he sat up to look around.

"There's Shikyo...," he muttered, seeing the evil monster floating in the sky, pointing a hand at some rubble on the ground miles away.

"What the?" he said looking closer, his eyes focusing harder on something he saw moving in the rubble.

His incredible sight allowed him to barely discern Goten standing up, his hands raised to the sky, and a small bluish glow from above him.

"The Spirit Bomb...?" he said in disbelief, frowning.

"Wait," he thought out loud, a grin forming on his lips, "it just might work!"

He smiled, looking on, wanting to cheer as he watched Trunks stand up and stand next to Goten and raising his arms too to help gather the energy.

He looked back at Shikyo, frowning again as he saw him charging an energy blast.

"They need me..."

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Goten smiled as his best friend stood next to him, raising his hands as well to help him.

"Is this gonna work, Trunks-kun?" he said quietly.

"I don't know Goten, but we gotta try!" Trunks said back.

"Yeah..."

"People of the universe...lend us your energy...," they chanted in perfect unison.

And all across the universe, all the creatures listened, and raised a hand to add some of their own energy to answer the call of the two young fighters.

The ball of blue light above them grew more.

Shikyo smirked, realizing he would reduce those two to dust before they could finish getting that energy from wherever they were getting it. Charging a blast in his hand, he prepared to shoot it when a flash of green caught his attention and he turned to look. The Kalltorraiya-jin was there, his hair green and his eyes red, and his aura huge.

"I won't let you hurt them," he said.

Shikyo let the energy blast fade, and flew at Yonk, forgetting about the Chibis below, wanting to destroy him for daring to come back again.

They started to fight, and the boys continued to gather the energy, hoping that Yonk-san wouldn't be killed before the Spirit Bomb was ready.

Yonk tried to fight, but even his SKJ2 power wasn't enough, and he was hit again and again, without even being able to strike back, falling onto the ground and trying to stand, but being knocked back down. He fell to his knees, his green Ki fading away as he collapsed, unable to stay transformed.

Shikyo bent down, picking up the Kalltorraiya-jin by his head, the tips of his fingers digging into his skull, rivers of blood running down his face.

"What were you thinking?" the monster muttered, the only thing besides his name he had ever said.

Yonk couldn't respond, and the monster let him fall onto the ground ready to kill him for sure, not wanting to make the same mistake twice. Without warning, a kick hit his head, and a flash of yellow distracted him and he turned to hit the mystery warrior, but there was nothing there. Looking back down to Yonk, he glared at the empty spot where he had dropped him.

"SHIKYO!" he yelled in rage at losing him again.

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Yonk opened his eyes, he was still on the ground, but Shikyo was nowhere in sight.

"What?" he said sitting up.

"I'm sorry about before, I should have let you kill him," said a voice, and Yonk turned to see Goku sitting near him.

He brought me here?

He looked back towards Trunks and Goten in the distance, seeing that the Spirit Bomb was almost ready. It was nearly the size of the planet they were standing on.

"Get the others and use instant transmission and take them to Earth," Yonk said suddenly.

"What about you?" Goku asked, standing up.

"When Trunks and Goten blow apart this planet with that," he responded, pointing up, "someone's gotta get them home."

Goku nodded in agreement, and a few seconds later, Yonk felt the Kis of everyone else jump off the planet, leaving him and the boys to finish the fight.

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Trunks and Goten stood up all the way, feeling that the bomb was done and that they had all the energy they needed.

"Okay, let's do it Goten!" Trunks said.

"Right, Trunks-kun!" Goten responded.

With a combined yell, they pushed their arms forward, and the Spirit Bomb above responded by flying downward and the boys flew backwards, out of the way of the massive ball of energy.

"Shikyo," muttered the monster; he wouldn't let them beat him that easy!

Charging a small ball of energy on the tip of a finger, he let it grow into a glowing Death Ball, the same size as the Chibis' Spirit Bomb and shot it forward where it hit and stopped short.

"What?" Goten cried out, feeling the halt in the motion of their ball.

"It's coming back!" Trunks screamed, noticing as Shikyo's attack began to force theirs upwards.

There was no way to stop it; they weren't strong enough; they were still going to lose.

They wanted to cry out in frustration, they needed help and there wasn't any.

It can't end like this, thought Trunks, closing his eyes.

I'm scared, I don't wanna die! thought Goten, closing his eyes too.

"It's okay," came a warm voice, and they looked up to see Yonk standing between them.

"Yonk-san?" they asked in unison.

"Yeah," he said, smiling and patting them both on the head. "Come on, we can do it!"

Charging the last of their power, they transformed in unison, Trunks and Goten becoming Super Saiya-jin and Yonk, Super Kalltorraiya-jin. All at once, they pushed back against the ball and it stopped, its vibrant surface shimmering as they reached out with their hearts and fought it against the ball of evil energy under it.

Shikyo yelled out loud, trying to force his Death Ball to destroy the force of good energy above, but to no avail. For a moment the two planet-sized balls of energy fought back and forth, pushing up and then down. Then, with a flash, the Death Ball blew apart, dissipated by the power of goodness, and the Spirit Bomb hurtled right through it and downward.

Lifting his hands, Shikyo caught the ball, feeling it burning his hands as it pushed him backwards, his feet digging into the ground.

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"Look," Mirai Goten pointed out on the small globe the warriors watched the fight on, back on Earth. "They are super again, that means they are pure, even when transformed!"

Everyone nodded in approval and stared back at the globe as the three young warriors pushed down to destroy the demon Shikyo.

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It was actually working; they were doing it!

Yonk couldn't help but smile as the ball of energy hit the demon and he couldn't hold it back anymore, he was going to be destroyed for sure this time.

What was I thinking? Yonk thought, as he remembered Shikyo's words, back there when he was about to be killed by him. I was thinking how much I love these boys, and how I will not - cannot - let you kill them and I am more than willing to die for them...

He pushed harder, the Spirit Bomb beginning to expand and glow brighter as the boys on his sides pushed as well, yelling out their power.

I love them so much, and this will prove it!

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They were doing it! And all across the universe, people saw it and felt it, united in a singular cause of saving the universe. Each being alive, no matter what age or species, had given some energy to them, and all of them cheered as the monster Shikyo was destroyed.

"Yonk-san!" yelled the Mirai boys.

"Goten! Trunks!" yelled Goku and Vegeta.

"Do it!" they screamed in harmony, their shout seeming to reach the ears of those three.

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With one last triumphant shout, Yonk and Trunks and Goten thrust their hands forward and pushed with all their might, the Spirit Bomb exploding spectacularly, its glow expanding to fill the whole universe with its beautiful light.

Shikyo screamed as the pure energy of good disintegrating his body around him and he was consumed in the light, blasted to nothingness.

Gone forever.

The planet shook; the explosion too much for it to take, and the Kais let out a collective groan as it fell apart, breaking into millions of pieces.

A small flash was seen up in the sky above the planet, right before it blew up, and the three young warriors there disappeared out of sight, headed back home.

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That's the end of this (very, very long) chapter, and I hope all you nice people liked it. Because if you did, I would like it if you would leave a nice review for me and tell me what you want for the epilogue, or at least tell me what was good/bad. Thanks!