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"Eh… Sakura-Chan? Again, why are we here?"
The pink-haired girl sighed in order to curb the annoyance bubbling inside her, her blond haired teammate's constant nagging cause of her rising temper.
Resisting the urge to deck him on his head, she shifted her gaze towards him. "How the hell would I know idiot? If anything, you should be telling me since you were already here when I arrived."
The orange clad shinobi – hands clasped behind his head and eyes squinted giving him a foxy look – slightly pouted. "Hey! I just thought that you would know being Baa-chan's student and all that." He all but muttered.
Seeing the all-too-familiar expression, her temper mellowed down a bit. At least he won't change ever. It was simply astonishing that despite being subjected to a lot of hate from most of the village, the whiskered boy didn't have an ounce of darkness in his heart. Unlike him.
Shaking her head to steer her mind from the lane it was about to travel, she scoffed – mostly out of habit. "Wait. Did you just say that," Sakura pointed towards the blonde male, "you... thought? It must be the end of the world."
"Huh?" Naruto tilted his head in apparent confusion, totally missing the sarcasm. A couple moments later, his eyes slightly widened and a full pout paved its way on his face. "You're mean, Sakura-chaaan."
The green-eyed girl again shook her head though a slight smile on her face gave it away that she enjoyed this small and playful banter. Just like every other time.
"Troublesome…", the simple word was dragged in a lackluster manner, "It must be something important, Naruto. See, even the reserves are present."
Her thoughts were totally in accord with the lazy Nara beside her. Looking around, Sakura, standing in the academy grounds for the last ten minutes, could see the place brimming with shinobis – even from reserves. Jounins, chunins, genins; all were there.
"Meh. It'll take forever to get through this. My precious Ramen is waiting~" Naruto all but sang while turning on his heels, and started to walk but found that he couldn't even take a step forward. Slowly careening his head over his shoulder, he gulped seeing his pink-haired teammate glaring at him, the narrowed green eyes daring him to move.
"You're not going anywhere Naruto."
The orange clad shinobi chuckled nervously, rubbing the back of his head. "B-but my Ramen… "
A fist to his head was his answer.
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On the other side, a group of Jonins was also conversing among each other.
"Does any of you know the purpose of this gathering?" Kurenai voiced, her ruby red eyes scanning the horde of shinobis.
"Nah," Genma muttered, the senbon in his mouth mildly flapping with the motion, "All I know is that I was walking towards the Shuriken bar when our resident green beast appeared and informed about this." He concluded by tilting his head towards the gathering.
"You were also informed by Guy?" Asuma lazily voiced, sticking a cigarette in his mouth. Though, before he could ignite the lighter, a slender hand plucked the cigarette from his mouth and tossed it away. Following the offending limb, he was graced to the glaring ruby eyes of his girlfriend as if daring him to use the cancer stick.
Were those eyes glowing?
"Yeah. Though, he wasn't his usual self today; heck he didn't even say 'youth' for once," Genma tilted his head. "Strange, isn't it?"
The others nodded before silence befell over their small group for a few seconds.
"So," The fishnet wearing kunoichi broke the silence a couple seconds later. "Where's the scarecrow?"
"Hmmm… now you say it," Kurenai glanced at Anko, "I haven't seen him since morning."
As if on cue, a huge Puff of smoke appeared on the academy stage; The Hokage of Konoha accompanied by Morino Ibiki - the head of Torture and Interrogation department, Nara Shikaku – the Jounin commander, Yamanaka Inoichi – the head of Analysis team of Interrogation department and Hatake Kakashi appeared on the stage. A moment later Guy blurred into view beside them.
The effect was instantaneous; the shinobis immediately ceased their chit-chat and came to attention.
The son of white fang stepped forward and took the entirety of the gathered shinobis in a single glance. A moment later, Tsunade cast a sidelong glance at him. "Everybody accounted for?"
The white haired shinobi simply nodded before deliberately limiting his vision to one of his eyes. Immediately, the slug princess took a couple of steps, her arms crossed, and looked towards the gathered shinobis.
Now how to do this? Tsunade knew she couldn't just up and announce the fate of Suna. It would not serve the purpose instead totally crush the morale of the shinobis. She couldn't afford that, not even in the slightest.
Taking some moments, she mulled over her options while ignoring the scrutinizing glances of her subordinates. A similar situation had happened when Uzumaki's were destroyed. Sarutobi Sensei had broken the news in bits and pieces… hmmm.
Deciding the course of action, she cleared her throat. "All of you who are standing before me… '' she began, her face blank, "...are the finest shinobis in the entire country. Time and again, you have proven to our enemies that you don't mess with Konoha and live to tell. It's the reason this village stands strong even today, despite the harsh reality our world is."
Tsunade took in the proud visages of most of the younger generation while the wary faces of the veterans who had apparently understood something was wrong, "As you are standing before me, I don't see old or young, Jounis or genins but the ones who have led the village, the ones who are leading and the ones who will lead; what I see are the swords and shields of Konoha."
Taking a breath, she continued. "All of you have valiantly contributed to the peaceful times but it seems we still have a long way ahead to reach the Shodai Hokage's dream of a peaceful Konoha," Tsunade could see the gears beginning to turn even on the faces of the younger generation, "An unknown enemy has dared to threaten our existence, and Konoha once again needs it swords and shields to respond. So, shinobis of Konohagakure no Sato… ARE YOU WILLING TO DEFEND YOUR VILLAGE?"
Tension was palpable in the air, faces of the younger generation were grim, and suspicion and wariness were blatant in the eyes of the veterans, yet Tsunade couldn't help the smile full of pride on her face when the shinobis all but declared their support for her.
At least they are determined. Though the worst part was about to come, but Tsunade knew that as shinobis, they were trained and drained for one thing – the protection of the village.
Raising her hand, she again commanded silence. "Now… "
"Is it Akatsuki?"
Tsunade inhaled and exhaled knowing it wouldn't do any good if she snapped at the orange clad shinobi for interrupting her. Though I should be used to this by now. Her pseudo-grandson was the only one in the village who could rile her up and get away with it. Still I can't blame him… not today.
Sighing one again, Tsunade shook her head. "No, it isn't Akatsuki but a more formidable enemy," Seeing the confused expressions on their faces, she decided to explain. "We all have heard about the Tremors of Suna, having existed since the warring clans era yet left unchecked until the Godaime Kazekage. A khamseen team was dispatched by him for the investigation but in the wake of that, they ended up unsealing a new enemy. This being – named as Kaga – after disposing the Khamseen team attacked the village of Suna. Our allies in Suna put up a brave front; they fought with everything but in the end, the Village of Suna fell to the might of its enemy."
The Hokage didn't miss the subtle intake of breaths but she knew the reaction was only natural. They weren't mindless drones after all.
"Wh-What were the casualties, Hokage-sama?"
Tsunade looked towards her apprentice and couldn't help the slight birth of pride in her being. Alike any good medic nin, her student was also concerned more about the rate of casualties first. I've taught her well.
Taking in the concerned look of her student, she closed her eyes. "All of them Sakura…" Tsunade sighed out loud. "All of them."
"A-All of th-them?"
Tsunade nodded. "Inde– " Her eyes snapped open when a malevolent chakra washed over the gathering. Whirling towards her pseudo-grandson, she was greeted to the sight of red chakra leaking from his body – the tell-tale signs of a chakra tail about to form. Dammit!
She almost took a step forward when Kakashi blurred into view behind Naruto and placed one of Jiraiya's seals on the blonde shinobi. The effect was instant: Kyuubi's chakra vanished and Kakashi, after placing a hand on Naruto's shoulder, shunshined away.
Though knowing Kakashi would take care of Naruto, Tsunade still kept looking at the spot for a couple of seconds; concerned about him before shaking her head and addressing the shinobis again, not at all wanting to let this mess escalate any further. "I know the situation is more adverse than anything we have ever seen, but we can't afford any hesitation on our part. Not when our very existence is in question. We need to fight for our families, our children and our village. This is who we are. Despite the situation, despite the odds we never back down," She took the gathering in a panoramic view. " 'Cause we're… Shinobis."
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Kakashi appeared on Yondaime hokage's monument, and immediately Naruto fell on his knees, the sound of flesh meeting the earth tore through the previously calm surroundings.
"Why?"
Kakashi's eyes were full of concern. "Naruto…"
"I said WHY? WHY AGAIN IT HAD TO BE HIM?" Tears flowing from his eyes were trifurcating into the trenches on his cheek before falling over his collarbone. Naruto choked. "W-Why?"
Kakashi listened patiently as his sensei's son cried, choked while shouting in between. After few moments when he calmed down a bit – apparent from only the slight quivering of his shoulders – Kakashi crouched behind him and placed his hands comfortably on his shoulders.
"J-just over a month ago, we saved him from Akatsuki… and n-now this… It-It hurts sensei."
"It's bound to, Naruto. Despite ourselves, we're only humans."
"B-but why it had to be him again? It's unfair!"
Kakashi narrowed his eyes slightly hearing those words. We need him for the battle. With this mentality he will only be a liability. As usual Naruto was blaming himself for something that was beyond his control, but this attitude needed to go.
Steeling himself, Kakashi removed his hands from Naruto's shoulders. "I never thought you will be the one mocking Kazekage's sacrifice."
"Wh-What?" Naruto recoiled visibly as if physically slapped. Kakashi continued without relenting. "Tell me, Naruto. What would you have done in Gaara's place? If it were Konoha? If it were your precious people?"
"I would have g-gladly given m-my life."
Kakashi almost smiled at the quick response. It was simply unbelievable that this kid was totally willing to give his life even for the people who had wronged him. Konoha doesn't deserve you, Naruto. "And you're just a genin."
"Huh?" Naruto blinked, tilting his head slightly.
"Look at this, you're just a genin yet you're willing to lay your life for the village. Then what do you expect from a Kage?" The son of white fang could see gears turning inside Naruto's head. He's the most expressive shinobi ever. Kakashi mentally chuckled seeing the myriad of emotions on the blonde's face. "You were the one who taught Gaara the value of precious people, and if you expected him to fall back then you're the worst hypocrite."
"Thank you, Naruto."
"Huh?" Naruto turned towards the redhead standing beside him. "Whaddya mean Gaara?"
The redhead was looking towards the horizon before turning towards the blonde, a slight smile adorning his face. "You changed my life Naruto. You gave me a reason to live. Now I know what it means to have precious people; what it means to protect them. If time comes, I'll gladly give my life for them."
Naruto recalled the conversation when they were standing upon the Kazekage tower. At that time, he hadn't totally understood Gaara's reasoning but now…
Wiping his cheeks, the blond looked towards his sensei, determination blazing in his eyes. "I… I get it, Sensei. Gaara did what he had to, and now it's my turn. I promise I won't let his sacrifice in vain. I… I'll defeat that bastard for Gaara, for Suna for everyone. Just you wait… 'ttebayo."
Kakashi's visible eye turned upside down, and hepatted Naruto on his back. "I know you will. Now let's go before we get lost on the road of life."
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The Prince of Saiyans responded in kind when Kaga lunged at him and released a volley of melee attacks. Blocking the punches with his forearms, or ducking under a kick or occasionally parring an attack, the Prince of Saiyans observed his opponent's fighting stance.
There wasn't a single opening; every place was guarded effectively, the guard wasn't slipping, and the being was able to fight at impressive speeds despite lying dormant for millenniums. Immediately after unleashing an attack, his body would react almost instinctively to cover for that place.
Though I am not surprised. After all Kaga wasn't a mindless beast. He had trained and fought with the strongest of Kais for millenniums; it was hardly unexpected. Moreover, Kaga was practically instilled with battle scenarios, strategies and all that during his growth in the divine tree. And with the right resources, even a weakling race like humans can achieve wonders.
Those tin cans created by Gero were some human rejects who wouldn't even have punched for once in their lives yet when Gero worked upon them, they were able to surpass the might of a Super Saiyan – the being whose prowess was considered as legendary throughout the cosmos. So, with Kaga, it was hardly surprising.
But it's time I make this false God bow before me. Shifting towards right thus dodging a palm to his face, Vegeta lobbed a punch below Kaga's outstretched arm, the force in the attack easily pushing through the other hand placed as a guard.
The impact caused the dark God to lose his balance. Immediately capitalising on the opportunity, the Prince of Saiyans brought his knees to his chest and double kicked Kaga above the abdominal area, the force of the kicks hurling the being towards the horizon.
Not relenting, the Prince of Saiyans stretched his arms and launched a barrage of Ki blasts at the airborne God; the yellow spheres of pulsing energy congregating on the being in the fraction of a second.
Loud and huge explosions filled the skies, effectively drowning any other sound with thick wisps of black smoke obscuring the target. The Prince of Saiyans continued his barrage for a couple of seconds, managing to fire hundreds if not thousands of blasts in the short span of time.
Halting, he waited for his enemy to emerge. Vegeta knew that with the amount of energy he was using so far; Ki blasts, he had fired, wouldn't be able to seriously damage Kaga but nasty burns were a definite scenario.
So, when the figure of Kaga darted from the black clouds of smoke, an eyebrow inadvertently lifted on his face. The blasts should've at least singed his garbs if not more. But the being was totally fine. Not even a scratch was present. Hmmm...
Placing the strange occurrence in the back of his mind, he bent backwards just as Kaga's leg soared over his head. Straightening, he prepared to counter the back kick that was bound to follow from Kaga's other leg but it never happened.
Vegeta barely had a moment to spare a sidelong glance to witness when Kaga halted his momentum just as his leg passed and immediately brought the same leg backwards, hitting the Saiyan Prince square on his temple.
The Prince of Saiyans swayed to and fro for a moment before shooting towards the grounds due to another well placed kick on his back.
Damn! that was good. Ignoring the slight painful sensation in his back, Vegeta shook his head and releasing a burst of Ki, stopped mid air when he heard a shift in air. Ducking under an elbow aimed at his forehead, Vegeta's arm shot up piercing the space between Kaga's elbow. Immediately clasping on Kaga's forearm, he straightened it while twisting outwards and placed his remaining arm under Kaga's armpit.
Wasting no time, he took a page from Kakarot's book and bending forward, flipped Kaga over his shoulder and slammed him face first – hard on the sandy ground below, the desert caving under the might of the blow and causing tremors in the vicinity.
Not waiting for the being to recover, he clamped his hand on the back of Kaga's head and blitz forward, dragging the body of the dark God along him, all the while pushing his face deep in the sand below.
The Prince of Saiyans making a Kai eat dust. Ha! Priceless! Vegeta dragged the helpless Kai for miles in a span of a single second before taking a sharp turn towards a cluster of mushroom rocks.
Shifting slightly and keeping the dark God at an arm's length, Vegeta yanked Kaga through a series of mushroom rocks, the rocky structures crumbling one after another in the wake. Dragging him through the last one in the group, Vegeta tightened his grip on Kaga's neck and hurled him towards another group of mushroom rocks a few metres ahead.
Kaga went through the rock in front and apparently through the ones behind, evident when the small mountains crumbled on top of each other. Immediately, the prince of Saiyans aimed his palm towards the disintegrated rocks, a Ki ball the size of a Saiyan pod coming into existence and with a flick of his wrist, he sent the condensed ball of energy towards the huge rubble.
A deafening explosion reverberated throughout the dessert, smoke and sand rose high towards the skies. The ground quivered, and the blue skies lost beneath the thick blanket of sand that was now covering it. Few seconds later, the smoke cleared around the edges to reveal a mile wide crater at the point of impact.
Satisfied with his work, the Prince of Saiyans crossed his arms, his gaze fixed intently at the newly formed crater, and started tapping his index finger on his left biceps. Your turn False God.
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Gaara narrowed his eyes, trying to get even a glimpse of the battle taking place in the skies but to no avail. The only thing he could see were shockwaves erupting at several places in a single instance.
The sounds of thunderclaps as well as displacement of air particles in the form of shockwaves were the indications that the warriors were battling in the first place and that too in skies.
It was totally unbelievable.
Battles on the ground were common occurrence to the point that they were almost a natural scenario in their world, but never had he even thought of a battle in the heavens, and that too of such epic proportions. How were they fighting when there was a lack of solid matter beneath their feet? Where were they getting the push from?
"Surreal!"
Gaara could only nod in accord with the Khamseen commander. This was definitely a battle of Gods – real Gods unlike some shinobis in their world who were given these titles just because of respect.
Then his eyes widened, when several explosions happened in the sky, the black smoke making it possible to pinpoint the location of the battle. Not a second later, he had to use chakra to keep his balance on the ground when a couple of tremors shook the ground.
However, an instant later, Gaara lost his balance and fell on his knees, a severe tremor, immediately after a deafening explosion, disrupting the chakra rooting him to the ground. Towards the horizon, thick blankets of black smoke and sand swiftly rose towards the skies as if trying to hide the blue skies from the wrath of these titans.
Then there was silence.
"The battle must've concluded with this attack. Not even a bijudama is that powerful."
The Kazekage wanted to believe that it was over and in their favour because the last attack was strong… strongest he had ever seen. Though, he had never seen a bijudama but Rao sure had. The Khamseen commander wasn't known for exaggeration, not to mention having fought in the third shinobi war, the older man was not a stranger to Bijuu and their destructive capabilities.
Yet… Something in his mind was telling him that the battle was far from concluded. There must be…
Slight shaking of the ground cut off his musings and brought his attention towards the sand particles in front of him, which started defying gravity. No later, the tremors surged in density and so did the sand rising towards the skies.
His own body started feeling weightless; like he had suddenly lost a good amount of weight, and something was trying to pull him up but failing though barely.
What… What was happening?
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The curtains of thick black smoke rising from the recently formed crater parted too eagerly as the sudden gale of wind flashed around the sandy area. Massive walls of sand rose into the air and sand dunes dispersed due to the severe tremors that attacked the area in the vicinity.
Vegeta couldn't prevent the slight smirk on his face, the rush of excitement surging in his being as he witnessed an all-too-familiar scenario. He knew Kaga was powering up, nature forced to express its awe on witnessing the prowess of the being. Bring it on, False Go…
A fist flashed in the corner of his vision and the Prince of Saiyans barely got a moment to slam his neck on his right shoulder, ducking under the blow, muscles in the neck straining due to being forced to react in a split second of time. Damn! That was close.
An all-too-familiar sensation of mild burning while at the same time coupled with cooling sensation of something wet appearing on his cheek registered in his mind causing his eyes to snap open in shock. His body froze when the entirety of what had transpired became apparent.
This False God was the one to draw the... first blood in their battle…
His… blood!
Emotions flooded his being; anger at the dark God for claiming the first blood from the Prince of Saiyans, anger at himself for allowing this weakling Kai to secure such a hit and last… excitement at the prospect of fighting a real battle unlike the useless spars he had been having with Kakarot's brat for the past seven years.
His head reeled from another hit; the gush of excitement immediately dwarfed the anger he had been feeling. His heart started pumping furiously, blood soaring through his veins like never. His back arched and slight pain spread across his spine, another hit to his backbone hurling him higher in the skies.
In the depths of his mind, he felt the Oozaru inside him roaring violently for payback. A slight grin spread across his face and just like that his arms shot up effectively blocking the blow aimed at the back of his head, the wrists of Kaga tightly clasped in both of his hands.
Not wasting any moment, Vegeta again flipped the being over his head and raising his leg; brought it down sharply onto the face of his still helpless opponent, the axe kick sending its receiver towards the sandy grounds below with a resounding BOOM.
I need to power up. Though excited, the Prince of Saiyans knew that using half of the power accessible by him in Super Saiyan state wouldn't work anymore. His thoughts were only confirmed when Kaga halted just above the ground which caved due to the sudden counter reaction.
Not needing any more confirmation, Vegeta delved into the vast pools of Ki inside him, adding another quarter to his power level and flipped backwards just as Kaga blurred into his vision, a black Ki ball held in the being's hand aimed at his head.
Going with the motion, Vegeta dodged the attack while striking the dark God under the chin with his right leg, the latter's head snapping backwards, before twisting mid air and planting a firm left kick to the side of Kaga's head, the force behind the blow pushing the being several metres away.
So we're almost matched. The blow should have flung the being miles away but didn't. Though slightly surprised but undeterred, Vegeta flexed his arms and rained a series of Ki blasts one after another, and this time Kaga responded in kind, the yellow spheres of energy tackling the black ones head on resulting in a glut of explosions.
The collision of energy attacks one after another continued to add to the rising walls of black smoke, the Prince of Saiyans matching each of Kaga's blast with his own, not at all wanting the being to gain even a sliver of advantage.
A hit to the side of his head sent him tumbling down the skies, his vision blurry for a moment which he cleared by shaking his head just in time to see kaga retracting his arm back. If the bastard hit me at my position then who the hell was firing Ki blasts?
Slightly frustrated at being out-maneuvered once again, he shifted his gaze towards Kaga's former position only to have his jaw part in slight shock and surprise.
There floating at the Kaga's former position was a cluster of Ki balls, the dark colored spheres of energy suspended in the air in the form of a close knit circle, the bigger size of smoke having had totally obscured them from his former position.
As if waiting for him to notice, the spheres of energy pulsed brightly before shooting towards him at breakneck speeds.
Of Course, the bastard would know telekinesis. Shaking his head to clear the frustration for missing the simple fact, Vegeta just had a second to cross his arms over his head before the cluster of Ki balls congregated on him and exploded.
Heat rose to massive levels and pain seared through his body but Vegeta refused to react. Gritting his teeth, he forcibly pushed down the scream that threatened to rise through his throat.
Hot anger again surged through his body for letting this God reject toy with him when he could have easily destroyed him. No More! The Prince of Saiyans will not be DENIED!
With a loud roar, he flung open the gates holding his power, yellow aura warping into existence around him signifying the peak of his Super Saiyan power, and disintegrating the remaining blasts into nothingness. Immediately, his hand shot up and caught the kick aimed at his head, his fingers clasped around the Kaga's lower leg before he lobbed lightning fast yet earth shattering punches at dark God's torso.
Abdomen, chest, kidneys; Kaga's entire midriff was assaulted unceasingly, the saliva bursting out of the being's mouth, as well as the eyes that were wide open, indicated the pain felt by the being. The Prince of Saiyans relentlessly continued his barrage of punches for another couple of seconds before halting.
Not giving a second glance to the seemingly limp body, he started whirling, going faster and faster with every spin before flinging the being towards the skies.
Drawing his hands back, Vegeta started channelling his energy through his arms. A second later, he joined the bottom of his palms paving the way to a bright sphere of energy in his hands. Golden bolts of lightning started shooting out of it sporadically, growing in size and even reaching to the sandy ground below instantly evaporating it.
Gathering the necessary amount of Ki, he flexed his arms forward, the yellow sphere of super-condensed energy soared towards the still airborne Kaga in the form of a colossal wave. Rot in hell! You Bastard!
"FINAL FLASH!"
The bright yellow colossal wave of energy reached its target in a blink.
Only to halt…
Vegeta blinked in shock when his signature attack stopped mid-air, the energy wave spreading wide akin to Tsunami waves gave away the existence of an invisible barrier.
Clenching his teeth, he was about to unleash more power when he heard a chuckle from his side. Glancing to his right, he saw the mostly unharmed figure of Kaga but what surprised him was the state of his left arm.
Kaga's entire left forearm had disappeared.
Though it wasn't just that, the invisibility or whatever this disappearance thing was, it was slowly extending to his upper arm also.
What the…
"So, you're the Prince of Saiyans – Vegeta; sent by the Kais to defeat me…"
Dammit! Realising his folly, Vegeta cut off his attack and immediately raised his mental guards up again. Though reacting immediately, he couldn't prevent the slight reveal of information due to being caught off-guard.
"Oh? So you can resist my abilities… Interesting. Though, it doesn't matter as today's battle concludes here– "
Vegeta immediately tried to lung forward but found that his movements had become sluggish. Wh-what? I can't even speak. Shocked, he glared at the false God before him whose only half body was visible by now.
Kaga only waved a finger gracefully. "You're a formidable warrior; a mortal worthy of my praise… but a mortal nonetheless," Kaga chuckled. "You're no different from the other mortals; all of them being a part of God's plan… My plan. This battle…" The Dark God gestured to the now ruined surroundings, "... happened because I chose it to. The native species of this planet are weak; they wouldn't have served any purpose, but the battle with you made me aware of my shortcomings…"
Anger once again substituted the shock that had clouded his mind. The Nerve! Bastard thinks he played with me! The Prince of Saiyans! The thought to destroy this false God rearing in his mind, the Prince of Saiyans started breaking through his limits, sporadic bolts of blue lightning began flashing around his body.
Kaga's eyes slightly narrowed witnessing the spectacle in front of him. "So, you still have some power at your command. Still, it is useless," Kaga pointed his only visible hand at Vegeta. "You'll forever be beneath a God." Immediately, Kaga snapped his fingers and three dark rings formed around Vegeta's body before closing around him, effectively stopping him from making any movement.
"Still, as I said, you're worthy of my praise, hence you won't perish today," By now, Kaga's full body had disappeared, only his voice was being heard. "But next time, I shall decide your fate."
The voice didn't speak again, the pressure in the vicinity all but disappearing only confirming the departure of Kaga. The fact that the being left believing that the Prince of Saiyans was at his mercy only added to the raging anger inside Vegeta.
Gritting his already clamped teeth, the Prince of Saiyans broke through his limit and ascended past a Super Saiyan, easily cutting through the binds holding him. Still fueled by pure rage, Vegeta immediately extended his senses, covering the entire planet in a blink, hoping to find any sign of that God reject.
For a whole minute, he kept pushing his senses to his limits but to no avail. Not able to find that miserable bastard as well as frustrated on being played like that, the dam finally broke. Snapping his head backwards, the Prince of Saiyans roared to the heavens.
Ground beneath him humbly submitted to the might of his prowess, the gale of wind blew away the sand for miles and any rocks in the vicinity simply disintegrated. For seconds, the torrent of energy continued before dying down – gradually.
Having vented his frustrations, Vegeta slowly calmed down. Fists still clenched, he couldn't help but curse himself for making the mistake. First with Cell… and now this… Vegeta, now coming to his senses, realised that he could've defeated that Kaga if he had began with second level only but No! His pride didn't allow him to go that path.
He wanted to relish the victory by defeating the so called immortal God; making him bow before his might… Still, I made him eat dirt. Some other good moments of the fight flashed through his mind quelling the anger and frustration.
Vegeta realised that he was the one who actually held the edge in the entire fight. So what if that being managed to pull some good strategies, it wasn't like Kaga was a stranger to battle. Moreover, that bastard has yet to see my full power.
It was also plausible that the God reject might be pulling some faux. Who knew how much damage he had taken? After all, he was the one who ran away. Nevertheless, I would be more careful next time.
Deciding this, Vegeta was about to fly away when his mind registered the energy signatures of the humans in the village. Groaning, he turned towards the village and flew towards it, making sure to tell them to learn their place and stay out of this battle.
I am not their babysitter. This Kazekage brat will be the one delivering the news.
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