Chapter 091 – The Fused Warrior Gotenks

The blinding light omitting across the lookout shimmered almost like a second son, its rays passing along and above the hovering palace as the result of the fusion technique started to reveal itself. After being forced to recoil from the terrific light, the group of onlookers all soon started to peer through half-lidded eyes unsure of what they'd see before them. At last Gotenks would be born.

"It worked!" Piccolo cried.

The boy who stood before the group was that of a warrior. His young body was toned and powerful, his glare menacing but youthful. His hair seemed to take more after Goten as it was spiky and stood upright, although he did have purple strands either side. It was the face that seemed to take more after Trunks; Corset could see he was almost the spitting image of her father! The boy stared back at the amazed group, hands resting on his hips. The confidence and air radiating off of him was staggering, almost crushing.

"It's a tempest of power!" Master Roshi gasped. "He's the one all right!"

"How can you tell?" Bulma asked unconvinced.

"He looks tougher I guess..." Chichi mumbled just as baffled as Bulma.

"You can't tell?" Videl spluttered glancing over to the two mothers. "He's amazing!"

"At last!" Piccolo sighed relieved that this time the fusion had been performed successfully. At least now they knew of some of the amazing abilities this fusion dance was capable of but there was still much to learn. They would also need to see the extent of his power; Piccolo was absolute that the incredible power they were sensing was just the tip of the iceberg, especially if he harnessed his Saiyan capabilities and transformations. "Alright, next we'll try fusing as Super Saiyans."

Corset knew just from sensing her half-brother's ki that he was a powerful fighter but she couldn't help but wonder if his lack of experience as a fighter would hinder him. Strength was one thing but tactics and experience were just as important.

"Nuh-uh, we're not doing this as Super Saiyans," Gotenks smugly waved one finger out before him, an arrogant smirk on his young face strongly resembling that of Vegeta. "What do you take me for? This is enough to beat Buu."

Corset blinked in surprise. "What?" She spluttered with alarm. This was sounding awfully familiar to her.

"How dare you!" Piccolo bellowed infuriated with the sheer arrogance and lack of respect the young boy was displaying. "You know nothing about Buu! You may be powerful but it's scarcely enough to beat him! Now you will stay here and fuse in an hour as Super Saiyans, got it?"

"Sure, but you don't," Gotenks sniggered. "Don't underestimate me! How about I prove to you how strong I am by bringing back Buu's corpse?" With little other warning he levitated up into the sky above them, alarming the fighters of the group.

"Wait! Trunkten!" Piccolo called.

"Gotenks," Mr Popo corrected quietly.

"Piccolo's right, you can't go charging off!" Corset bellowed. "Wait!"

Their calls went ignored. Before anyone could even jump from the lookout to restrain him, Gotenks charged off down towards Earth. Even while the fool was charging off Corset couldn't help but admire his speed!

"That arrogant little-" Piccolo snarled furiously, choosing not to comment on the boy's impressive and phenomenal speed. "If he gets killed now then everything rests on Corset!" He spat grumpily crossing his tensed arms.

Corset gulped suddenly feeling very nervous. She didn't like the sound of that; everyone on Earth needed to be saved and she didn't like the idea of that resting on her shoulders! It wasn't that she wasn't up to it, she just hated feeling all the pressure and knowing if she failed, it was all over. The training she'd endured had gone well but she didn't know how she now compared to Buu. She was far stronger but the Majin was now on his own, unrestrained by Babidi and untameable by anyone else alive. He had incredible powers and seemed to be able to regenerate from nothing. She may have grown a lot in the six months she'd spent training but would she have the magnitude of power to actually cause some damage? She wasn't entirely convinced, no matter how many times she tried to tell herself otherwise!

"Maybe he'll pull it off?" Krillin suggested sounding as if he was grasping for signs of hope rather than feeling the hope itself!

"He did seem pretty sure of himself," Yamcha nodded.

Fortunately Gotenks did return in under half an hour, albeit battered and bruised and needing medical attention. Much to their surprise (or lack of it), he'd lost.

"You'll fight Buu tomorrow!" Piccolo yelled furiously. "Today you train! Fusion requires strength and strategy, understand?"

Time passed; the fusion quickly wore off just as Dende was about to tend to Gotenks' wounds. Instead he had to heal two people instead of one; Goten receiving a harsh spanking from his overly concerned mother! Chichi had not been impressed in the least with her son's behaviour though fortunately Bulma seemed to have taken it better. Corset guessed it was her being used to similar behaviour from her father. Soon Goten and Trunks were taken back to the little room by Piccolo and began to practice fusion as Super Saiyans under the Namekian's strict and watchful eye.

A couple of hours passed and soon it was time for them to give it a try, this time as Super Saiyans.

"Don't get cocky this time, even if it succeeds!" Piccolo ordered sternly; the boys sheepishly chuckling and rubbing the backs of their heads and mumbling amongst themselves. They both transformed into Super Saiyans under Piccolo's instruction, aligning their power levels to an equal level.

'Wonder how this'll turn out,' Corset noted to herself; she couldn't help but feel anxious about this. If this would be anything like the last time, they'd need to make a quick grab to stop the foolishly overconfident fusion in his tracks.

"Fuu... sion... Haa!"

Goten and Trunks' bodies began to merge, light swallowing them up as once again they fused into Gotenks. The fused warrior stood with a smirk on his face, his ki incredibly strong for someone his age, very overwhelming considering his youth.

'So far so good,' Corset gulped, eyes peeled on the fighter.

"Astounding!" Yamcha cried.

"They did it!" Krillin exclaimed, "It was a total success."

"Maybe," Corset mumbled to herself keeping a keen eye on the warrior before them. That smug look was still there, as was the certain assurance in his capabilities. She didn't trust him not to run off.

"Maybe indeed..." Piccolo mused to himself as he stepped forward, "Your ki is impressive but we shall see. Come at me!"

Gotenks' smirk grew wider, "You sure you wanna do it here? We might wreck the place. Let's go down to Earth!"

In an instant he'd bolted from the lookout; Piccolo cursing as he chased after the fused fighter.

"... He has a better body... but his ego's even worse than before!" Krillin groaned cynically.

"He's a fast little fighter," Corset seemed to be in awe and for good reason! She could sense his ki soaring around the planet at an unbelievable speed. "... He might even be faster than me!" She exclaimed.

"There's no way Piccolo's gonna be able to catch him," Krillin sighed feeling sorry for the Namekian who was apparently lagging behind. "I dunno if I like that we're having to rely on this kid; I can't believe I'm about to say this but I think Vegeta's ego has a rival!"

"Yeah, I was thinking the same thing," Corset chuckled sympathetically. It seemed as if her father was still here in spirit but there was no denying felt as if Gotenks was far more out of control than her father'd ever been! No, perhaps it was the same after all...

Piccolo soon returned looking pretty worn out and with no Gotenks in tow. Gotenks didn't return; Goten and Trunks did – and only after another couple of hours had passed! Naturally Piccolo scolded the boys for wasting time and soon the training continued; the boys spending the remainder of the day practicing the fusion once again. Piccolo decided they would perform the dance once more before packing it in for the day; again as Super Saiyans.

"He wants to try it again?" Yamcha asked with a hint of uncertain amusement in his voice.

"Yeah," Krillin nodded nervously.

"I hope he's planning to let them rest soon; they've both been working hard all day!" Chichi muttered resting clenched fists upon her hips as she followed the group.

The group wandered outside where Piccolo, Goten and Trunks were getting ready. The boys got into position.

"Now remember, as soon as you're fused you will take this seriously and fight with me, got it?" Piccolo barked.

"Y-Yes sir!" Both boys nodded. Their tone and attitude suggested perhaps that Piccolo had installed some kind of fear into them. Corset could empathise with her younger brother and Goten; she recalled many occasions in her youth where Piccolo was one of the last people she'd wanted to be around! He was still the strict, harsh and forceful mentor he'd been when she'd been training with him. Corset drew herself away from her memories and stood close to Piccolo. She didn't trust Gotenks; Goten and Trunks would have promised anything when they remained separate beings but from her limited observations, Gotenks was a sly, brash fighter. She knew as soon as they'd fused Gotenks would more than likely try to make a run for it again. She wasn't going to let it happen, not this time. Too much was riding on him staying alive.

"Fuu... sion... HAA!"

The blinding flash of light engulfed them both, almost leaving everyone unable to see. Gotenks soon emerged from the light and grinned as expected-

From out of nowhere he was sent soaring backwards through the sky, bolting over the edge of the lookout in a flash, though this was not due to him trying to flee; a Super Saiyan Corset was metres behind chasing after him! The move caught everyone, including Piccolo, by surprise as the two Super Saiyans disappeared down below the lookout.

"What the heck is she doing?" Krillin gawked taken by surprise.

Piccolo stood quietly, wandering over to the edge of the lookout and peering over.

Corset could see Gotenks just ahead of her regaining control over his flight, so she began to charge up an energy attack in the palms of her hands.

"What did you do that for?" Gotenks bellowed angrily coming to a halt clutching his throbbing jaw.

"Fight me!" Corset yelled, throwing forwards several ki attacks, all of which Gotenks dodged with ease. She was face-to-face with him in seconds and went to grab him; Gotenks flew up above her and grinned.

"You're such a slowcoach! I'm way faster than you!" He jeered spitting his tongue out.

Corset teleported, reappearing behind a startled Gotenks. Her cupped fists narrowly missed striking him in the head; the boy keeping his cool as he narrowly dodged and flew off to the side. Corset chased after him continuing her onslaught of rapid fire ki blasts; her attacks still barely missing. Gotenks was nimble and capable but had been on the defensive. Corset wanted to see his fighting technique and compare herself to him yet all he did was run.

"Stop following me; you're wasting time!" Gotenks spat as he fled; Corset inches away from him. "I've got more important things to do!"

"Like what? Get yourself beaten down by Buu again?" Corset retaliated. "If you wanna fight him you're gonna have to get rid of me first - and the Trunks in you must know how damn well powerful I can be!" With that, Corset threw forward a hand and started firing off ki blasts again; Gotenks deflecting and dodging, teleporting and reappearing behind Corset and headed in the opposite direction quickly leaving her in the dust! Corset sharply changed her direction and charged after him.

She couldn't catch up to him like this; Corset had to push herself further if she was going to stop him from running away.

With a roar she began to build up her ki, clenching her fists as she flew after Gotenks. Her hair shot up as she transformed into a Super Saiyan Two, suddenly closing in rapidly on Gotenks who had not noticed his foe's power increase fast enough. A hand grabbed him by the ankle and with a strong grip she tossed him in a sky-bound direction as she rolled head over heels, reaching upright again and releasing Gotenks down towards the ground with as much force as she could muster. Gotenks was barely able to stop himself, landing heavily with both feet on the ground which cracked violently upon impact. He glanced up to see Corset closing in on him. Corset saw a sneer come over his face; his hand rose up to the sky...

Yellow ki blasts suddenly shot directly towards at her. Thinking fast, Corset twirled and twisted as she shot down at the ground avoiding the blasts as best she could, the time needed to dodge increasing the closer she got. Gotenks jumped back as she approached; fists clashed as the two began to battle in hand-to-hand combat. His fighting style was good, his attacks were accurate. He'd lost his speed advantage thanks to Corset's transformation.

"What's wrong with you? Why don't you go pick on someone else?" Gotenks snarled through the close combat growing increasingly annoyed with her interferences.

"You're the only other fighter who's gonna challenge Buu!" Corset answered loudly over the slaps and bangs of their hits. "I'm not gonna let you run after Buu and ruin our chances of beating him!"

"You're the one ruining our chances!" Gotenks yelled. "Sis, get lost!"

"Make me!" Corset spat. "If you wanna fight Buu then prove you're stronger than I am!"

"I'm a heck of a lot stronger than you!" Gotenks sneered, jumping back and swinging out a kick; Corset ducked, gasping when she saw Gotenks' hand shoot under the kick, palm out. She jumped back as ki shot forwards, striking the ground inches from her. Gotenks landed and jumped forwards, fist held back and thrown forward, striking Corset's arm as she blocked. Several more strikes were made to her blocking arms; Corset could feel them starting to numb, her bones taking a pounding from Gotenks' severe attacks. She defensively took one step back and swung her leg up; Gotenks shooting up into the air, flipping over and landing on his feet several metres away.

'His attacks aren't that bad but his defence is lousy!' Corset straightened and stood patiently, throbbing arms by her sides. 'At this rate he won't beat Buu, even as a Super Saiyan...'

"... That hurt!" Gotenks spat, rubbing his chin once more, "If you want me to pummel you into the ground so much then fine! I'll show you just how tough I am!" Gotenks burst forward towards his older sister, fists drawn back.

Corset's feet pushed off the ground; she shot towards the incoming Gotenks with her own attack charging up. Both met with a clash, slowly rising up into the sky as they sparred, fists and kicks flying. Gotenks jumped back and fired off an energy attack; Corset countered with one of her own, overpowering Gotenks' attack and sending him shooting backwards, crashing to the ground with a loud and heavy thud. Corset rushed down to where Gotenks had fallen, spotting him in the middle of a small crater rising to his feet. Gotenks looked up and gasped, raising his arms as Corset attacked, locked in close combat once again. A sharp blow to her stomach almost knocked the wind from Corset's lungs; Gotenks slamming his foot into her abdomen before unleashing a barrage of powerful punches to her face. Corset was sent shooting to the side; Gotenks chased after her.

She opened one eye through the pain, spotting Gotenks closing in on her. With a strong spring of her arms, Corset backflipped and landed on both feet, ready as Gotenks continued his onslaught. Her arms were numb with the pain from enduring each hit; it felt as if the fused warrior had decided to go all out against her. He was welcome to.

"What's wrong? Am I too tough for you?" Gotenks jeered. "No one can beat Gotenks, no one!"

"No one except me!" Corset grinned; the confidence rather uncharacteristic of her but that was because she was enjoying the fight. She ducked under an arm and propelled her own fist into Gotenks' stomach, temporarily stunning the boy. Another blow to the same spot sent him shooting back through the air. In a flash she was hundreds of metres from her original position, slamming Gotenks down into the ground with cupped fists. The force displaced loose rock and dust, swallowing both fighters up in its midst.

The Super Saiyan Two retreated to the sky, wiping the blood from her jaw. The punches Gotenks had dealt were stinging but it was nothing she wasn't used to. Corset'd had to deal with far worse wounds before. She knew Gotenks wasn't done yet.

Sure enough the boy shot out from the dust. She wasn't expecting an energy attack to come up with him! Corset frantically dodged the ki blast as it rushed past her, one eye kept on the other problem. Gotenks collided head-on with Corset, the blow slightly cushioned by her palms. Gotenks grabbed her by the ankle and began to swing her around. Releasing her, Gotenks tossed his sister to the ground, firing ki blasts after her for good measure. Corset crashed on her feet, turning and gasping when she realised how close the attacks were! She didn't have time to run; her arms shot up protecting her face as the ki blasts exploded around her...

The dust stung her eyes and lungs, a couple of ki balls striking her in the arms and legs. Each explosion rocked the ground at her feet dispelling the surface; each explosion going off with a deafening bang. She couldn't see or hear with all the commotion around her! Amidst it all Corset managed to stay on her feet. With the dust quickly clearing she glanced up; Gotenks had vanished. Her senses quickly picked up on moment; Corset ducked under a kick, turning on her hands and throwing up a double-kick to the fusion's back. Corset flipped back onto her feet, ready as Gotenks charged her with another ki blast; dodging and firing one of her own which Gotenks nimbly dodged.

"Missed me!" Gotenks jeered raising one finger tauntingly at his sister-

He was suddenly engulfed by light, Corset holding onto the attack she was about to throw baffled as to what was going on.

Gotenks vanished; Trunks and Goten shooting out from the light! Both boys looked worn out and had apparently taken battle damage. Before either could speak, both boys collapsed onto the ground.

Corset sighed and wiped her brow. "... Poor kids..." She mumbled, assuming it had been a mixture of the fusion and her attacks that had done it. She walked over to them and picked them both up under her arms before taking to the sky. They'd certainly given her a good workout and now she knew that if either of them were to fight Buu, it was best to let it be her. Gotenks was not ready for such a battle.

It wasn't a long flight back to the lookout. Corset flew over the top of the floating palace and landed outside; Piccolo, Dende and some of the others rushing over to her.

"They're exhausted," Corset answered before anyone could speak, gently placing her brother and Goten on the floor.

"I'll get right on it," Dende nodded, kneeling beside Goten and holding his arms out over the sleeping boy.

Corset glanced up to Piccolo, "Sorry I butted in Piccolo, I know they were supposed to fight with you."

"You're lucky Buu didn't find you!" Piccolo growled unimpressed. Then his face lightened up slightly. "... Although you did manage to stop him from flying off. You've definitely grown a lot stronger... but if that was your full power..."

"It wasn't," Corset shook her head. "That was about half. I didn't wanna go all out against him; just test his abilities. He's got the power but he needs more experience and training."

"Goten!" A hysterical Chichi's scream almost made Corset jump out of her skin! "Oh my poor baby… I'm so glad you're better now." The woman cried, tightly hugging the now-healed Goten, much to his squirms!

"Mother, I'm fine! That hurts!" He protested though he mostly let her baby him just to keep her happy.

"Did you have to go that hard on the boys?" Bulma glared, approaching her daughter.

Corset gulped and slowly shook her head, "Sorry Mama; I knew they'd be able to handle it though."

"That's your little brother!" Bulma yelled folding her arms. "You hold back more next time, ok?"

"Why are you yelling at Corset?" Trunks asking, now fully healed.

"Hey, what happened?" Goten asked. "Did Corset do something bad?"

"Tell us!" Trunks grinned smug. "I wanna see her get yelled at!"

"No one's gonna see her being yelled at!" Piccolo bellowed. "You two still have a lot to learn. Now back to training."

"Aww, but we just got back," Goten frowned. "Can we please take a rest, Piccolo?"

"You're too uptight." Trunks agreed. "Just leave it to us! With Goten and I fused as Gotenks, and with my big sister here, we're strong enough to beat Buu!"

"I fought with both of your fathers in combat before you were even born – you two don't have a clue!" Piccolo yelled. "When I say we train, we train. got it?"

"How dare you!" Chichi scolded marching up to the tall Namekian, not in the least bit phased by his own fury at the two boys. "Goten and Trunks are both boys, not men." She lectured.

"They need to rest." Bulma added.

"Um... Chichi, Mama?" Corset tried to intervene but a quick glare from her mother stopped her.

"Goku let Gohan take rests when he was training him; it's only fair." Chichi grumbled. "They're only children!"

"What good is all this training going to be if they're exhausted by the time they need to fight?" Bulma protested.

Corset felt bad for Piccolo; being pitted up against two feisty women such as her mother and Chichi was bound to be a difficult feat to overcome. He seemed to lull it over before giving a slightly defeated glance.

"... Fine... Perhaps it would be in their interest..." Piccolo muttered. "They can rest."

As Bulma and Chichi chased after their sons telling them to take a bath, Corset turned to Piccolo and spoke quietly. "They're pretty intimidating when they wanna be but they mean well..."

"I'm surprised you agreed," Dende added impressed.

"Never train children when their mothers are around," Piccolo grumbled bitterly. "It's always trouble!"