Sorry about the delay guys. I've had a massive block for a while now. Then, when it came back, Hurricane Sandy hit! I'm gonna pay the hurricane factory a visit to give them a piece of my mind and maybe a fist full of Galvaknuckles...
Hyperbolic Time Chamber: 7 Hyperbolic Months Remaining
Leon, Nebarid, and Zuyoi sat near each other. Their eyes were closed and they were in meditative position. The training that they were doing went on in the mind. Mental Image training was a great idea, getting an idea of what to do in various situations. The current scenario: Fighting a being five times the strength of Omega Shenron, nicknamed OS.
Right now, they were pretty much almost dead. Leon was putting up a good fight. But experience was near ineffective against the foe. Zuyoi's lack of speed was proving a disadvantage because she couldn't keep up with OS's speed. Nebarid wasn't any more useful because his physical strength was a little behind, putting it mildly.
Fighting OS was just the motivation the team needed to kick training up a notch. Before anyone did anything else in terms of training, OS needs to be destroyed beyond the point of recovering.
In the outskirts of a random city, the little saiyan trooper, Ragar was still hiding from Majin Buu. Buu was circling above with a childish scowl on his face. Steam was jetting from the whole in his lean frame, and what's assumed to be veins bulged in his chest, head and arms. He was angry.
Just earlier, Ragar had temporarily fried his vision with a Solar Flare, and Buu wanted to get back at him. Buu would have random temper outbursts and would throw a shocking ball into a hill. So far, he had no luck in vaporizing Ragar. But eventually, Buu got bored of being angry and left. But not before shooting a Super Kamehameha, which burned through the ground and shot into space from all the power.
Ragar got caught by the side and it burned his arm severely. Every time he moved it, it felt like five simultaneous sunburns. It was vwery sore and he probably needed medical attention for the wound to heal correctly, but for now, he'll just have to cope with the pain. Not risking another run-in with Buu, Ragar chose to leap across the ground, rather than flying.
In a deep crater, somewhere between the grassy wastelands, and the southern Rocklands, a well-known evil presence descended. Omega was drifting slowly to the bottom. He was ready to conquer, to destroy, to annihilate, to corrupt the Earth.
"But why stop there?" he thought to himself. "When I'm bored here, I'll spread my wrath throughout the galaxy!"
This dragon had plans.
Deep down within the crater, below the crust of the planet, there was a small pulsating red orb. Black sparks of lightning shot around it. It was made of nothing but negative energy.
The Core of Chaos...
Omega took it from its spot on the ground and... ate it. After a few moment, he stopped moving. His eyes went black and his heart beat grew loud and erattic. A slick, grey substance oozed from under the scales that grew on his abnormal body. It grew in mass and covered him, continuing until he formed a slimey grey ball that levitated and shot up into the high atmosphere. The same black electricity fell from the sky and onto the orb. Slowly, the slime reshaped itself in the form of a humanoid body. The form was about 9 feet tall, and its saiyan like features were merely the begining.
The tail on its backside went from brown and monkeyish, to black and slick. The reptilian skin crawled before sprouting spikes that took on something of a forked shape. The new form wore an all white spandex like jumpsuit with short sleeves and pantlegs. The transformation completed itself when two triangular wings sprouted from each shoulderblade.
"Hhuuuuuuaaaaaagghhh..." the low growl came from the new spaw of chaos. It smiled with the sharpest of teeth and glared at the planet below with the darkest of intentions. "I am now Alpha Shenron..."
Kind of a short chapter, I know. I'll make up for it on the next chapter. Don't lose faith in me yet. I'm gonna own this next part.