A/N: Given the title, the battle obviously concludes in this chapter.

Enjoy!

Bojack's Gruesome Defeat

Colliding roughly with Brangya's crossed arms, she let loose a kiai at the giant, however, Bojack's strength was simply too much for him to be pushed back. Continuing his onslaught of punches and kicks, the Saiyan-Hera gritted her teeth with each blow he gave, the ground below shattering like glass while the Earth rumbled with destructive force. Finally seeing an opening, she caught his next punch with her left hand and tried to deliver a knee to his stomach with her right, but Bojack grabbed ahold of it. The tyrant swore when he felt the fused warrior's other fist connect with his kidney a few times. With a mighty cry, she used her Saiyan Fist technique to break his hold on her, stunning the space pirate long enough for the Super Saiyan-Hera to do a devastating bone breaking uppercut to his chin, sending him blasting into the sky; she followed him as he flew further and further away, a glittering goldish-green stream of light left in her wake.

She slammed fist after fist at his flying form, the Saiyan-Hera's hatred for the space pirate making her hits at long last inflict serious pain on his person. Grabbing him by his meaty arm, she swung him in circles rapidly before letting him go, watching him as he destroyed uncountable amount of rock and boulders of all shape and sizes upon impact. Performing an afterimage and appearing in front of his flying form, Brangya took him down with a hard elbow that caused the tyrant to slam back first.

Shooting downwards with her fist cocked back, Brangya grunted when Bojack caught it, making her come to a standstill through the use of his own huge palm. The Saiyan-Hera screamed as she utilized her Saiyan Fist technique to break free from him again, before releasing a one-handed Final Shine Attack at his face. The space pirate elevated his thick arm to shield himself from the point-blank range blast. Brangya drifted back as Bojack flipped back onto his feet, the ground shaking when landing.

Charging towards her at breakneck speed, Brangya braced herself as the space tyrant hurled his red fist at her. The look of astonishment was amusing in Bojack's eyes when he fazed through her so that he was back to back with her. The Saiyan-Hera gasped when the crimson brute shot his elbow back against the center of her spine, making her stagger forwards. Performing a backflip, he connected his knee with her face, causing her head to bounce back. Not wasting a moment, he hurriedly grabbed her by the throat, but just as he was about to crush it, Brangya managed to recompose herself and ram a powerful punch against his stomach, causing him to release her and groan in pain.

Planting a flat palm against his face, she let loose a yellow energy ball, making him cough and squeeze his eyes shut from the smoky smog. Doing a gymnastic twirling front flip over his head, she tucked one leg in as she then dashed into his back, slamming against it three times. On the third hit, she flipped again and when she touched the ground facing away from him, with a hand held high, a spherical orb began to manifest within her fist.

"Shining Stardust Breaker!" With a stern expression, she pivoted around and threw the sparkling orb towards the stunned space pirate.

Sensing something was amiss, Bojack jumped into the air without hesitation, causing the ball of energy to sail past him, nearly grazing the underside of one of his boots. He did not want to find out what would have happened if such a… mysterious force of ki had made contact with his person.

As for Brangya, she didn't quite understand what she had just done, nor did she think she could do it a second time.

The Z-gang were just as lost as she was, but they could tell that the amount of pure positive energy in that ball of ki was tremendous; if it had landed, it might have just been the game changer they needed…

Turning around, Bojack's soulless yellow eyes widened when he felt a small fist slam into his belly. Her fist lit up with green ki, his red skin sizzling as she twisted it like one would with a cigarette against an ashtray.

Coughing a wad of blood while his eyes stayed shut, he managed a nasty crooked grin. Brangya snarled, her eyes wild as she gave him a series of multiple punches and kicks that had the tyrant gasping and groaning, the trails of blood leaking down his chin and onto his red chest making the Saiyan-Hera smile with sick satisfaction.

And though it all, Bojack's grin never faltered.

Cocking her fist back, she sent it forwards, making his head bobble back with every hit. "You think this is a joke bastard?!"

Forcing a swollen yellow eye open, he laughed throatily. "No. I think you are a joke."

Brangya's turquoise orbs went wide as she felt a palm thrust her back, the huge tyrant following up with fast-paced fist, which the Saiyan-Hera was able to avoid; one miscalculated move caused Bojack's next blow to make contact with her belly. Teleporting behind her, he shot a big ki ball, which sent Brangya soaring across the sky, past the destroyed rocky cliffs; she landed harshly against the earth on her side, badly scraping her left arm; looking up, she saw the eyes of the Z-gang gazing at her worriedly.

Walking to the Saiyan-Hera, Yamcha extended his hand out as a friendly gesture to help her up, but Brangya rudely brushed it off. "Don't need your help, asshole." Her dual voice echoed with irritation.

The former bandit sighed. "Well, even fused you have that sassy attitude."

She snorted before her lips curved into a tiny smile and… did she just briefly blush?

Yamcha tripped back when the fused being stood up and stepped forwards. Giving him a sincere smile, her dual voice said. "Do yourself a favor…"

He flinched when she cupped his cheek. "Move on…"

Hearing a powerful stomp which announced the space tyrant's return, she patted Yamcha's cheek hard enough to make him wince before turning and taking off.

Caressing the side of his cheek where Brangya's soft hand had laid, he had a flashback of Zangya doing a similar thing. He had thought that she had done it because she was a bit delirious from the beating she had gotten from her former 'teammate', but now he wasn't so sure… and what does she mean that he should move on? From what? Bra? But he had, hadn't he? Right?

Her feet kissing the ground, Bojack grin had long disappeared. "I must say Brangya, you have given me the best battle I've ever had. But as they say, all good things must come to an end."

"I couldn't agree more!"

Disappearing from view, Bojack and Brangya clashed into a furious mix of punches and kicks, both of them countering, blocking and evading when necessary. Massive shockwaves and sonic booms ripped through the air, the fierce aerial battle tearing apart rocky structure and formations of all shapes and sizes. In and out they came, at times appearing as mere specks and some of the Z-Fighters were having trouble following the action.

"This is insane! I can't even see them!" Erasa yelled. Oh yeah, I can't sense ki…

With his arms wrapped around the Android's waist, Sharpner nodded. When he realized just where his face was pressed against, he turned pale. But when he felt the softness, he sighed, a blush appearing on his cheeks as he believed that the opportunity was too great to pass up on. With gusto, he actually had the balls to motorboat Eighteen's breasts.

Her left jaded eye twitched with anger, she was moments away from breaking his skull, but surprisingly, her boyfriend beat her to it. Tearing the blond teen's face from his girlfriend's chest, he put him into a tight headlock, making his eyes bulge out.

"Sorry, those are mine bucko." With a light punch, he knocked out Sharpner.

The Android gave Krillin a curvy eyed smile. "Thanks honey."

"Not a problem, sweetheart."

"You're still sleeping on the couch tonight if we live through this."

Krillin hung his head.

"Man! Unlike before, I can feel their ki! It's crazy!" Videl said, still holding Gohan's head protectively.

"Was this how Cell's energy felt during your fight with him?" his girlfriend asked.

Videl felt Gohan shake his head. "No, he's far stronger. Look what he did to me and I'm much stronger than I was four years ago!"

"No Gohan, I meant his ki. It feels so dark and evil…"

The half Saiyan thought for a bit before responding. "It's worse. Cell was evil, but maybe the fact that he had our cells in him it made his ki seem less dark. However Bojack…this guys is sick…"

Videl shuddered, not liking how serious her boyfriend's voice sounded. When she felt his hand grasps hers, her tension was reduced. "Don't worry, we'll win, like we always do."

Videl believed him.

Piccolo's sensitive ears picked up on a cracking sound, which appeared to be coming from Brangya. Huh? What is that noise?

Brangya slammed her fist against Bojack's forehead, making it bounce back.

Bojack retaliated with a head-butt to her forehead, making her head recoil back as well.

Brangya threw a right hook to his chest, causing him to wheezy painfully.

Bojack gave her a hit equally as hard as hers, though it was against her stomach.

The Saiyan-Hera and the space pirate threw their fists forwards at once, the impact of the blow to the sides of their cheeks causing a sickening crunching and slapping noise to echo throughout the air. Breaking away from one another, they fell into the pattern of sky ripping merciless attacks, creating thunderous and deafening shocks that actually caused ripples to form in the sky. One particular ripple made an odd ghost of an image, an image of a head with familiar menacing red eyes that was flooded within a deep black abyss.

What the hell? Is that-?

"Pay attention!"

A double axe hammer to the top of her head sent the fused being plummeting downwards, the ground exploding when she collided with it. Despite the distraction, when the dust and smoke was cleared, Brangya was revealed in a crouching position.

Dropping to the surface, Bojack grinned when he saw his opponent's blonde hair fleetingly flicker orange while her pale skin flashed blue-green. "Looks like you're nearly out of juice!"

Standing quickly, she held out her hand, shouting. "Shining Ray!"

A shining green beam of energy shot from her index finger, rushing towards Bojack, but the tyrant slapped it away with a single hand. "It's over. The best part is that I'll be killing both Zangya and the Saiyan bitch at the same time! Those Dragon Balls are as good as mine! Hahahaha!"

Spreading his arms out wide, two ruby orbs materialized within his palms. As the balls of ki grew larger and larger, Brangya knew that this was it; the end game.

Mimicking Bojack, she fisted her hands. Two rounded peppermint discs swirling with shining green and blue energy appeared. As soon as her energy blast started to increase in size, she heard her foe bellow out-

"Galactic Buster!" Bojack slammed his hands together, letting loose a gigantic crimson blast of energy towards Brangya.

Once fully charged, she cupped her hands and brought them to the side of her hip. Sliding a foot back, she thrust her cupped hands forwards, crying out-

"Shining Galactic Kamehameha!"

Brangya almost lost her footing when her energy blast clashed with Bojack's, forming a massive ball of ki. Red, green and blue colors painted the sky, the terrain breaking beam struggle digging a long and wide trench as more power was poured from the tyrant and Saiyan-Hera. Her dual yelling voice shook the earth as she amplified her ki, making her attack four times bigger.

A vein throbbing on his forehead, Bojack increased the mass of his attack too, using his heavy form to create craters the size of his feet in order to keep himself from falling. I can't believe this fused bitch is giving me a hard time! I'm using all the strength I have! There is no way she can win! I can't let her win! There is NO way she's going to stop me from getting my wish!

With an animalistic deep roar, Bojack tripled the size of his attack, pushing the fused being back a few feet, the heels of her boots tearing through the ground from the force of her foe's blast. Brangya's orbs went as wide as dinner plates upon witnessing the space pirate's crimson energy wave increase even further. Using his rage as fuel, he somehow was able to push himself further, forcing his attack to double in size, nearly overwhelming his opponent's.

Brangya's heart rate pumped faster and harder, panic racing throughout her body as she saw the red tyrant actually start stomping his way towards her!

Crack…

It didn't help that the glass splitting sound that echoed in her ears constantly reminded her that her right ring was struggling to keep itself together.

The Z-gang could barely stay on their feet as the mad winds pushed them back.

ARH-WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

A wolfish cry was heard, followed by a sword being unsheathed. His body pulsing rapidly as he jammed Alastor into the ground and twisted it, a wide dome of blue energy surrounded the Z-Fighters, Yamcha's white mane and wolf eyes showing the others that he had transformed…into whatever he transformed into during his fight with the shadow creatures.

"Thanks Yamcha!" Krillin said, removing his arm from his face.

Back on his feet with Videl's support, he looked at the former bandit in surprise.

"Wow Yamcha, you look wicked cool!"

He gave him a fanged grin.

Hearing the crack again, Piccolo became as nervous as Brangya when he realized what was making the sound. The fusing ring won't hold on for much longer…

Tien furrowed a brow as he watched the Saiyan-Hera desperately trying to cease Bojack's movement, but to no avail. "I don't understand what she's doing."

"What's she's doing is trying to kill the guy!" Krillin said.

Tien rolled his third eye, which creeped some of the gang out. "If you look at Bojack, you can see that he's putting everything he has into this last attack; if Brangya makes one wrong move, she's finished."

Tien continued. "However, if all of you remember, she is part Saiyan thanks to Bra right?" Everyone nodded, catching onto where the triclops was going with this. "So that means-"

"She has a second transformation!" Gohan interrupted, a wide smile appearing on his face and while the others smiled as well, the Namekian did not.

"She hasn't because her ring is breaking." Piccolo said, making the others stare at him in confusion. "Remember Bra had told us that her mother had patched up one of the rings and that she wasn't sure if the ring would even work, much less keep itself together if it did."

"As you can see, the fusion was a success, but when she transformed into a Super Saiyan, the ring started to fall apart, probably because the damaged ring just couldn't handle the amount of power Brangya was putting out. So if she were to ascend, you can bet on your life that that ring is breaking completely."

Hope was lost again.

Back with the deadly beam struggle, Brangya grunted and gritted her teeth, the space tyrant grinning cruelly as he was mere seconds away from closing the gap between them and obliterating her into ashes.

"Hahahahahaha! Any last words!?" Bojack jeered with excitement, feeling that the wish from the Dragon Balls will be even sweeter after defeating such a powerful opponent.

Brangya's uneasy yet cocky smirk threw the tyrant off. "Act-actually I do!" Well here goes nothing!

"Huh?!"

"Timmmess tennnnn!" An astonishing surge of energy erupted from her, her turquoise orbs piercing into his soulless ones as her blonde hair becaming more define and blue bio-electricity snapped, pop and cracked around her form.

Bojack screamed bloody murder as he was overwhelmed by Brangya's ten times Shining Galactic Kameha-Wave. Watching as the red tyrant was hurled backwards, Brangya barely sighed before she heard a loud cracking and splitting sound from her golden ring.

"Uh oh…"

Her body lit up brightly, the fused warriors becoming two as they were then thrust from one another to opposite sides.

Sitting upright, Bra nursed the side of her temple, trying to reduce the pounding sensation coming from her head. Blinking rapidly, she groaned, her scrambled mind trying to grow accustomed to the fact that she only had one brain. Wait what? I did, no, WE did have one brain. Or is it just I because we were reborn into one person?

Noticing that that thinking process only intensified her pain, she stopped trying to make sense of it all.

"Shit, it feels like I just woke up with a hangover…" the half Saiyan complained.

Zangya moaned as she carelessly stood up, only to collapse back down. "No, it feels like waking up with a hangover, then going out right away to get drunk, only to wake up again with another one the next day, before getting drunk again a third time and perhaps a fourth and even a fifth."

Bra snorted. "You sound like you've actually experienced that overly exaggerated scenario."

"Of course I have." Zangya answered, offended that the half Saiyan would think she'd lie about something such as that. "If you had to live with the bastards for as long as I did, you'd probably do it too."

Seeing Zangya's guarded expression, Bra gave her a sympathetic look. "I understand."

The Hera-seijin frowned. "Understand? How can you possibly…" She paused, narrowing her blue orbs. "Don't tell me that because we fused, we now know each other's pasts or some shit. I don't have any memories of yours and I can barely recall the fight with Bojack."

"No, I don't have your memories. It's a feeling, I dunno." Bra said, giving her a weak smile which Zangya did not return, instead deciding that flicking her curly bang from her face and turning away was a more suitable response. "As far as not recalling the fight with Bojack, I think over time it'll come to us."

"Like a hangover." Zangya said, sarcastically.

"Like a hangover." Bra nodded.

This time the Hera-seijin's lips twitched.

Finally managing to stand upright, the two watched the gang race towards them.

"Man! That was incredible!" Krillin shouted, clearly happy that Bojack was-

They Z-Fighters came into a standstill, their jaws dropping when they saw two large green arms clothesline Zangya and Bra by the throat, sending them flat on their backs. Large hands clutched their heads and lifted them up, so they could see who their assailant was.

Blood was leaking from one of his eyes, which were fastened shut. His face was burnt, torn, and disfigured, making him look nastier, more sinister than before. His wide green chest was also scalded red, dozens of welts and purple bruises peppering everywhere.

"You dirty wenches, how dare you humiliate me like this! Look what you've done to me!"

Despite having her head squeezed painfully, Zangya stifled a laugh. "If it's your face that you are talking about, then I don't really see the difference."

"In fact, I think it's an improvement!" Bra chimed in, seemingly finishing the Hera-seijin's next words.

"How dare you-"

Bojack sneered, his rage begging to be let out of its cage as he brought his hands together, taking pleasure at the sickening crunching sound his foes' heads made when they collide. Pulling them apart, he forcibly smashed them into the ground, making sure to grind their faces in the dirt.

Picking up Zangya, he threw his hand back before hurling her forwards. Somehow, through her disoriented mind, she managed halt while in mid air. She didn't get a chance to sigh in relief as she saw Bra's spiraling form crash into her, making them both slam into a rocky formation.

Sluggishly standing up, the Hera-seijin and half Saiyan could do nothing but stare at Bojack as he stormed towards them with two green balls of energy within his rolled up fists.

"NO GOHAN! YOU'RE STILL TOO WEAK!"

Extinguishing his ki attacks, Bojack effortlessly caught the teenage half Saiyan, who had recklessly thrown himself in harm's way, by his neck.

Screeching to a halt, Bojack's single blue eye burned into Gohan's shaking black ones. "You are one stupid boy you know that? Just because I've lost my full power, doesn't mean that I don't have enough to kill all of you ten times over! In this form, even at your maximum, you were nothing to me! Imagine how well you'll do now that you're weaker than a worm!"

Punching him in the stomach, the teen gasped, his eyes whitening as Bojack held him back, planted his palm against his face, letting loose a hot ball of ki that propelled him out of view, leaving a trail of green light behind; the only thing that indicated that Gohan had crash-landed was the resounding explosion that could be heard in the distance.

Videl cried out her boyfriend's name again, breaking into a run towards where Gohan was sent off to, but was stopped by Krillin when he grabbed her shoulders. "Let me go! We have to save him!"

Krillin bit back a growl as he saw Bojack reach for Zangya and Bra and proceed to beat the living tar out of them with his heavy green fist. "We have to wait, Videl."

The ponytail haired teen sniffled. "But why?!"

"Because Bojack might see us and go after us." Piccolo answered, feeling like a complete coward. He then swore. "Damn it, if one of us had taken Gohan to the Lookout while Brangya had Bojack distracted, we could have had Dende heal him! Surely the Zenkai boost he'd get from his fight with Bojack would have-wait!" Piccolo turned to the blonde Android. "Head to Gohan, take him to the Lookout and get Dende to heal him! Because-"

Eighteen waved her hand in dismissal. "No ki signature, yeah, yeah. Don't you all just love me?"

With a wink, the blonde woman was about to take off, but froze in place, as well as the others, when she saw what happened next.

Just as Bojack was going to send Bra and Zangya to Otherworld with a weaker yet still deadly Galactic Buster attack, his blue orbs enlarged with shock as a jagged crimson bolt of lightning zigged and zagged straight through his left arm, causing blood to spray and sprinkle into the air.

All was silent.

Bojack blinked.

He looked down when he heard a thud.

He turned pale when he saw an appendage on the ground.

He trembled, shaking both in shock, horror and for the first time ever…fear.

At the top of his lungs, the tyrant howled as he lost the ability of flight, the immense pain that traveled through every nerve in his body being too much to handle. He has never felt such pain before and well it is as they say…. what goes around comes around.

Slamming onto the ground like dead weight, he turned his burled and hazed vision to what had caused him so much pain…and what he saw…Wh-what the hell…but how?

Standing hunched over with his clothes looking like rags, the being growled, his sinister turquoise irises that were drowning within his now red sclera making him look rather…demonic. His wild golden mane shined as bright as the sun, but the razor tips looked almost as if he had used them to tear through an unfortunate victims flesh. Red lightning crackled wildly around his body, the occasional bolt of electricity that happened to slip from his person slapping the ground so harshly, that fissures were created.

Standing up straight, everyone became paralyzed with terror when he crossed his arms over his face. The very earth appeared to rumble aggressively when he started to supercharge his body with large quantities of menacing ki.

All hell broke loose.

"EVERYONE! STAY PUT!" Yamcha ordered.

An unstable madly enraged half Saiyan let loose the biggest explosion wave that the gang had ever seen. The blast was so massive, that if the Z-gang hadn't been protected by Yamcha's Wolf-Fang barrier, they would have all been surely incinerated. Bra, who had somehow managed to use her Saiyan Fist technique, sprinted towards Zangya, grabbed her by the waist and went on as fast as she could to Yamcha's barrier. Once she was close enough, she made a dive forwards, slipping into safety.

When the entire area was cleared, an airborne Gohan was seen growling at Bojack, the now base form Hera-seijin weakly wheezing in pain as he was being held up by his neck. The gaping hole where his left arm had been was bleeding profusely, literally drenching the earth's soil in the crimson substance.

Somehow, Bojack had managed to live.

"How is it that the asshole wasn't killed by that explosion?! And what the hell is up with the kid?! He seemed so kind-hearted before." Zangya said, her fists tightened.

"Something is off about him." Piccolo stated.

"No shit."

The Namekian narrowed his black eyes at Sharpner, making him shrink back. "I mean that this isn't like he was during the fight with Cell. I don't know what it is…"

"Yeah, about that, didn't Gohan say that the negative energy was permanently gone?" Yamcha questioned.

"Well apparently he was wrong. But I don't understand! He's not angry at me or his dad, so what could have made him lose his shit."

"Hmmm guys, I'm starting to think that this is just something that is a part of Gohan. It's like a primal survival instinct. When he's near death, it kicks in." Eighteen said simply, making everyone stare at her strangely. "What? I like have an entire library in my brain thanks the good ol' doctor! I might be right."

"Besides, I'm not a blonde. I'm truly a brunette." She added.

"Hey!" the real blondes in the group shouted.

"Looks he's on the move!" Zangya said.

Throwing him forwards with lightning speed, he appeared on the other side, slammed his fist into Bojack's back, vanished again, materialized above him, grabbed him by his orange mane, spun him around, before letting him go downwards. The space pirate didn't get a chance to breathe as the crazed teenager clutched the sides of his throbbing head in pain, proceeding to let loose a thick ki beam from his eyes, burning a hole right through the tyrant's chest.

He couldn't breathe.

Dropping to the terrain as he shook his head to rid himself of the pulsating pain, Gohan vanished, appeared in front of the fatally wounded Bojack, hefted him up and threw him into the air. The extreme headache intensifying, he lifted his head and released his eye ki beams left to right, each blast further burning Bojack's person. Shaking the ache again, he thrust himself into the air into a summersault, surpassing Bojack. Pin ponging him back and forth at amazing speeds, he finished his combo by giving him a staggering double kick, causing the Hera-seijin to smash into the ground violently.

And then, as the worse headache he's felt thus far came to be, the beams of ki burst from his eyes, bathing the space pirate in red energy.

Bojack screamed, cursing the teen as his body started to burn and decay at a slow rate. I cc-can't lo-

His mind was silenced.

Floating down until his feet touched the terrain, the wild-eyed stoic half Saiyan looked into the crater that was covered with vast amount of grey smoke. When it all cleared, what was left of Bojack was…nothing.

Well, except his arm that is… it-it might still be laying somewhere.

"He k-killed him..." Eighteen said, clearly shocked.

"Finally…" Zangya said with an honest tiny smile. When she got caught by Yamcha, she blushed, crossed her arms and turned away.

The former bandit grinned genuinely.

As Erasa and Sharpner hugged each other, jumping up and down with joy, Eighteen plucked Krillin from the ground, her eyes curving as she gave her boyfriend a breast-smothering hug. The former monk sighed with content, wrapping his arms around her waist.

Everyone was happy since Bojack was defeated at long last. Well, that is everyone except Piccolo, Bra, Tien, and Videl.

Cautiously eyeballing the hunching half Saiyan, Bra's hands began to moisten, the trepidation that she was feeling turning her stomach unpleasantly; Piccolo and Tien felt the same way.

Videl's lips quivered, wanting nothing more than to run into her boyfriend's arms and give him a loving embrace. She wanted to make everything better again, to bring him back to them, to bring him back to her.

Suddenly Gohan's raised his head, his crazed eyes locking with the gangs', making them freeze with dread. Breathing heavily, the unstable half Saiyan began to step towards what he saw as his next victims. The Z- Fighters backtracked with each step that he took, readying to run since they didn't have a chance of defeating the teen, much less defend themselves. A vicious snarl burst from his lungs as he made a mad dash towards them, the gang running as fast as they could when Gohan jumped high into the air with his fist cocked back, preparing to strike.

Erasa and Sharpner gasped, their eyes landing on Videl, who was the only one that hadn't moved!

"Oh no! Videl! Move!" Erasa shrieked.

But Videl didn't. Though she was scared shitless, she firmly believed that Gohan wouldn't hurt her, that he will realize what he was about to do and stop his attack.

Oh how naïve she was.

As Gohan's flying form became closer with every second that passed, her confidence started to waver, the reality of the situation dawning on her. Kami, he's really going to kill me! She thought, raising her hands up in a protective manner.

BOOM!

Lowering her hands, her icy blue orbs went wide when she saw the Saiyan Princess holding Gohan's fist back with two hands.

"Vi-Videl! G-Go!" Bra grunted out, her voice strained and her bones shaking.

Videl did, heading back to the group with tears cascading down her cheeks. Gohan…

Landing onto the ground, the crazed teen didn't hesitate to slam his free fist into Bra's exposed stomach, causing her to spill blood out of her lips and release her grip on his hand. The Saiyan Princess's right cheekbone nearly cracked when the teen delivered a devastating hook against it, sending the stunned half Saiyan reeling back.

Gohan whirled around to see an airborne transformed Yamcha, the werewolf behind him aiming for a knockout blow. The former bandit was shocked as a thunderous red shield materialized in front of the half Saiyan, causing Yamcha's blow to connect with it, leaving Gohan unharmed. With a mere thrust of his chest, Yamcha was sent flying backwards, a shocking sensation coursing through his body as he landed harshly onto the earth, regressing back to his base form.

Eighteen and Krillin came from opposite sides for an attack, but Gohan easily captured the former monk, spun him around until he collided with the Android, sending the both of them rolling across the ground. Piccolo was next, trying to give him a ki charged knockout chop, however a simple kiai from the half Saiyan took care of the Namekian, his form flying into the air before plummeting down, landing painfully.

"Why aren't you helping?" Erasa asked angrily, her hands on her hips.

Zangya snorted. "Why? So I could end up like them?" she responded with a question. Bojack finally is dead, and then this shit happens…. Maybe she should head back to Bojack's spaceship and hightail it out of here while she can. After all, this wasn't her problem.

Erasa, Sharpner, and Videl continued to worry.

In came Bra, her hair flashing between gold and sea-green, indicating that she was struggling to remain transformed. Running at breakneck speed towards Gohan, the female half Saiyan threw her fist forwards, putting all she had into this one last attack…only to have the teen catch it.

And then the teen made use of his other fist…

CRRRACKK!

Bra felt dazed, stunned from what had to be the most powerful punch she had ever received against the left side of her head. The force behind the punch was so strong, that a sickening crunching sound had exploded within her ears, making them ring almost as if she had had a close call with a grenade; from the way that blood gushed from the wound, the teen had, without doubt broke skin, possibly even creating a small fracture on her skull.

Her head pounded as the ringing in her ears increased in volume, becoming louder. The awful throbbing pain had her seeing stars, her half-lidded blurred aqua eyes locking onto Gohan's blue and red ones as he prepared to give her another hit that would end her life.

Her mind then went blank…

DBZDBZDBZDBZxxxxxSPECIALxxxxDBZDBZDBZDBZ

Bra…

Huh?

Help him…

Goku?

…

…So that got me wondering, why is it that you weren't using that new form during your final battle with Cell?

I couldn't Goku…I didn't have enough power to-

In the beginning, you did Bra…

No I didn't…I swear I tried to!

And I believe you did try….I believed in you, but you didn't believe in yourself. That's how the transformation works.

Yeah I did!

Heh, well apparently you didn't believe enough!

How do you even know?

Because I have achieved the blue haired form also.

…

"You have to have a soulmate that you truly love… you have to have that love in mind while bringing forth that power…"

I love you so much…

I love you too…

Forever?

Forever…

…

Was…was that you Goku?

…

No…it was just a memory, my own mental thoughts manifesting something into something I wanted to hear…

So…I have to believe in myself. But how?

I have to let him go…stop thinking that I need him alive, stop depending on him to rescue me when my back is against the wall…stop believing that the only way I can utilize my full power, is to have him here, next to me, believing in me so that I can gain the will to defend those that I love…

I have to believe in myself…

No, I do believe in myself…

And I'm going to show it by saving your son, Goku…

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Bra snapped her head up and captured Gohan's fist with one hand, causing an intense gust of wind to blow dust and dirt into the air; her fierce yet stoic turquoise orbs gleamed emotionlessly, her green-blue hair shifting in and out of light-blue as it lifted and spiked unnaturally, defying gravity. The Princess's eyes went wide, creating some kind of unforeseeable force that thrust the teenager far back.

skidding on his hands and feet, Gohan looked at Bra, completely unfazed at Bra's transformation/technique making its comeback.

Throwing her head back, Bra let out a warrior's cry which disrupted the heavens above. As her screaming increased, the amazed Z-gang heard Goku's voice for the first time in four years, synchronized with the Saiyan Princess's; and then, as a navy blue aura surrounded her in a column of light, followed by a flaming orange one, the others knew that Bra had once more tapped into-

"Super Saiyan Soul…" Yamcha whispered, unable to take his eyes off the magnificent sight in front of him.

Zangya failed to hold back a frown. His loving admiration for her totally didn't bother her…nope it sure didn't…

Her aura diminishing, Bra made her way towards Gohan at a calm and slow pace, the confidence coming from her in waves. A growl filled with madness erupted from his throat as he rushed towards her, aiming for another attempt at finishing her off, but the teen didn't even touch her as Bra, like before, widened her eyes, successfully throwing him back again.

Even though Gohan's was likely downright exhausted, the unadulterated rage pumping through his system kept him on the move. Watching as the unstable teenager pushed past the pain, Bra knew she had to knock him out or else he was going to kill himself; that and she couldn't exactly stay conscious for much longer considering the deadly blow Gohan had given her moments ago.

Throwing fist after fist at her like a mindless beast, Bra effortlessly dodged and evaded each attack by swinging left to right. Bra bit her lower lip, trying to restrain from touching her critically wounded head as any kind of mistake would spell disaster for her. She knew even in this form, one hit from Gohan would send her to King Yemma.

She furrowed her brow, the teen's extremely sloppy attack pattern making it difficult to find the right angle to punch him, as her blow had to be precisely in the center of his belly to properly end this fight.

Getting fed up with his nonstop barrage of fists and kicks, the Saiyan Princess pushed him back by broadening her turquoise eyes, hoping that it'd give her enough time to focus her attack, but her concentration was disrupted when the teenager didn't fall down and run towards her again. Instead, while in midair, he fired off that laser-like ki beam from his eyes.

When Bra didn't move and remained put, the Z-Fighters were shocked to see the beams go right through her!

"How in the world did she doing that?" Krillin's jaw dropped.

"It's like-like she isn't there!" Tien added, just as surprised.

"That's because she isn't. Look above." Zangya said, looking at the 'real' Saiyan Princess.

Following the Hera-seijin's line of sight, they saw Bra swat at the back of the teen half Saiyan, sending him diagonally downwards. Gohan spun as he landed, whipping his head around until he was facing the Saiyan Princess. Grasping the sides of his head, he lost control of his powers again as rapid ki beams blasted from his eyes, the sizzling red laser's fazing through Bra; it was there, during Gohan's uncoordinated eye beams, that the female half Saiyan managed to figure out that an ordinarily punch wouldn't take the teen out. No, what she had to do was use that attack she used while she was fused with Zangya, which she suddenly just recalled. Shining Stardust Breaker… I think it will do the trick. I think its pure concentrated ki…but can I do it without being fused? Well if she could, she had to make sure to direct all that ki into her fist while keeping in mind that her goal wasn't to create a hole through Gohan's stomach. Okay, I can do that… she reassured herself.

Her sneakers touching the earth soil, she produced a glittering bluish-white orb that snaked around her right fist, whistling like a quiet wind current.

Bra waited.

Closing his eyelids, the teen shook of the pain coming from his head and took off without missing a beat, his wicked crimson aura combusting like gas thrown into a furnace.

Time seemed to slow down as the Z-Fighters and Zangya witnessed Gohan recklessly hurl himself at Bra, his fist cocked back and charged with electrifying ki.

Bra waited.

As Gohan closed the distance between him and the Saiyan Princess, the others gasped in shock when they saw the teen's fist connect with Bra's forehead. However, the shook expression disappeared and were replaced by confusion, not understanding how Bra was still standing and well, alive.

Upon closer inspection, they realized that Gohan's punch hadn't landed against Bra's forehead, but in fact had stopped mere inches from it.

A loud breathless gasp was heard, then a cough.

Gohan's eyes became transparent, Bra's attack to the center of his stomach had stunned him so much, that his anger, strength and willpower to continue his rampage were silenced. Doubling over her shoulder while the Saiyan Princess's fist remained firmly pressed against his stomach, a surge of crystal blue ki seeped into it and flashed out of his back.

As the teenager's hair fell back into base and his body fell limply with his chin on her shoulder, she felt a familiar wetness drip onto her skin. From what she can tell by his slowed heart rate and breathing, Gohan was asleep. Oh Gohan… Does he somehow know everything he has done?

What he had almost done? She added, referring to Videl.

Crouching down with her legs tucked against her bottom, she enveloped her arms around the subconsciously crying half Saiyan, stroking his disheveled black mane in a soothing manner.

"It's okay Gohan…It's all gonna be okay…" She whispered, rocking back and forth.

Bra stiffened, her powers leaving her as she started to descend backwards with the teen in her arms, the horrible pain on the side of her head having become too much for her to handle.

"N-not so sure ab-about me…t-though…"

She was out like a light well before her body hit the ground, the sound of rushing footsteps being the last thing she heard.

A/N: It was hard being creative with Brangya's moveset because Zangya just doesn't have "cool" attacks. Trap Shooter is pretty much useless and Bojack can use it too. Because of this, I mostly used Bra's mix moveset, particularly with Tien's. Things would have been much different had I used Android 18 as I originally intended to do, but yeah, Zangya might have not been the better choice moveset wise , but she was the most reasonable in my opinion.

I know a lot of Gohan hating fans won't like that I give him yet ANOTHER win, but this will be the last win he'll have. Not all the characters will be largely present in the last chapter of this saga, only the ones that were deeply affected by the concluding battle; the chapter will be long though...

Well until next time.

Posted: 12/3/18

Revised: 12/4/18 (fixed some pointed out grammar issues)

Revised: 7/29/19

~Gater~