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The Saiyan of Two Universes Saga, A Dragon Ball story
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<blockquote data-quote="India Actual" data-source="post: 1560" data-attributes="member: 80"><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-size: 15px">Chapter 6: Truth and Reconciliation</span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong>Age 780, <em>Planetoid Pas</em></strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong></strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong>The evening after their arrival in Universe 7, Shihori and Korian were fast asleep in the bedroom of his old home. While the normal creature comforts of their home back in Universe 9 were decidedly absent, they did at least have a roof over their heads and a warm place to sleep. A bed roll was laid out on the floor of the room which Korian mostly occupied in his normal spread out and slumbering posture. Shihori was wearing an oversized t-shirt to sleep with and she laid flat out on her back in a perpendicular fashion on top of her father, the young lady spread out and snoring, like father, like daughter in that respect. Korian hadn’t been sleeping well the past few weeks, neither was Shihori, Sorrel’s absence was felt starting to be felt in a multitude of facets in their daily lives and it was sure to become more apparent as time went on without her.</strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong></strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong>Shihori started to become restless in her dreams which unfolded quickly into a nightmare. She had returned to her home world and was surrounded by devastation and rubble of a familiar battlefield. There was black smoke drifting across the battlespace in front of her as she began to become quickly frightened not being able to find Sorrel. She hurried forth with determination to find her, she yearned to see her again, this pulsing emotion that had crept its way into her dreams. Once she had cleared through the black smoke which pervaded the scene she began to call out, “Mama, where are you?!” Anxiety set in and a dread that something bad had happened here and she felt it bearing down on her from all sides. “Shihori….” she quickly turned to the voice and back in reality she sat up panicked and in a cold sweat, her eyes darting around the room for any sign of danger, her hand tightly clutched on to the shirt she was wearing, she could feel her rapidly pounding heart in her chest. Her heavy breathing causing Korian to stir and sit up with tired eyes. “Shihori, what’s wrong?” She started to calm down but was still tightly clutched on to her shirt. She exhaled and stood up to cross the room without a word and entered the bathroom. She closed the door behind her which left Korian confused and a bit concerned as to what just happened. Thanks to Parserii’s solid engineering skills, the house still had useable plumbing, Shihori turned on the faucet and splashed some water on her face, she clutched the edges of the sink as her eyes rose to look at herself in the mirror. She looked miserable and scared at what was happening to her. She kept seeing her like she did on the battlefield, the entire experience just wouldn’t go away and her mind kept reliving it again and again. The beads of cold water dripped down her face and she still felt that tightness in her chest from when she awoke. “Get a grip”, she whispered to herself.</strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong></strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong>Later the next morning, the pair sat down at the table to eat some breakfast of instant oats which were included in their packed provisions. They both eyed the unappetizing serving of food and looked up at one another simultaneously with dissatisfied expressions. Once they began to eat it didn’t taste that bad and allowed their hungry bellies to be satiated at least for the time being. Shihori just looked down at her food and stirred it solemnly with her spoon, Korian took notice as he was finishing the last few bites of breakfast. “Honey, are you okay?” Shihori looked up with her eyes but kept her head resting against her hand which was propped up on the table. “Yeah, just thinking.” Korian felt awkward because he felt like Shihori was drifting away and he didn’t know how to reach her feelings. She had been through so much that he wasn’t party to, he felt like it was his fault she was going through all this, these ‘If only I had been there, If only I had been faster, If only I had finished Mira off the first time..…’ these thoughts had been racing through his mind after Sorrel’s death and he was doing his best to push them aside and cope in his own way. Through it all he was losing touch with the most precious person to him in the whole world. Shihori excused herself and collected her bowl from the table and left it on the kitchen counter, she exited outside and left Korian thinking if this journey was worth it after all.</strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong></strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong><em>Demon Realm</em></strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong></strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong>Towa busied herself in her laboratory, she had grown quite frustrated in recent days since learning of Mira’s demise. As a scientist she lamented the loss of what she felt was her greatest creation but as a woman who loved him, she cursed the ones that had taken him from her. Their large-scale plans of resurrecting the full might of the Demon Realm would not be dashed do easily. She reached out for a device which was used to store all the energy they had obtained thus far in their goal. “Your sacrifice will not be in vain, my dear.” On the table in front of her was a writhing mass of red colored flesh which she eyed with desperation that her calculated plans would come to fruition. The press of a button on her energy collecting device released a large needle-like probe from the end which she jabbed down into the organism. Upon release of the energy the writhing mass began to twitch and take shape, like a red blob taking human form. Towa stepped back and watched the entire procedure unfold with delight in her eyes. The red flesh had come together in a small statured creature with several tentacle-like protrusions hanging from the back of its head. Its mouth opened slowly to reveal several razor-sharp teeth and once its eyes opened to consciousness, they were lifeless black pools with red pupils. Towa stepped forward to get a better look at her creation, it looked upon her with curiosity, but the demon reached out and touched it’s face with care like a parent would to a child. “Crude, but effective. I’ll call you Mak, my little majin.” Mak just grinned at his creator and let out small feral cackle “Ke ke ke”. Towa grabbed up her staff and looked over to Mak with fierce determination. “Come my sweet. I have some new friends I’d like you to meet.”</strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong></strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong><em>Planetoid Pas</em></strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong></strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong>After a few days getting their bearings in this new universe, Shihori grew frustrated with their current situation. She tried pushing her feelings back, but she had so much on her mind at once that it was near impossible to keep everything in check. Not to mention that she was a teenage girl at a certain age which did nothing to improve things the way they were now. She was outside the house practicing some forms her grandmother had taught her to create focus and a sense of balance. She was struggling as her mind just wouldn’t quiet down, her thoughts kept going back to her dreams of reliving that day. It’s almost if she could smell the smoke from the battlefield and feel that sense of dread over what came next. Suddenly, she heard her mother’s voice call out to her in the back of her mind “Shihori.” She tried to shake it off and continued to go through her kata which sped up in intensity along with her drive to block out her rampant thoughts. Mira’s voice suddenly rang out in her ears “Shihori!” She whirled in a fright, sweat from her exercises and from the state of shock chilled her body. She threw a punch as she completed the turn which was stopped by her father’s open hand. Korian looked surprised as did Shihori when she had thrown the punch and she backed off ready to apologize but Korian spoke first “You okay, kiddo?” Shihori looked embarrassed and her eyes fell to the ground, her fists clenched at her sides now as her emotions whirled from her experience. “I’m…. fine.” She said with frustration in her voice. Korian tried to be the concerned parent as he realized that something was going on with Shihori acting so strange as of late. He put his hand on her shoulder to try and make a connection with his daughter and show her that he was there for her. “Listen, I know it’s been hard. With your mom gone…” Shihori felt anger rise in her chest like she never felt before and she reacted by smacking her father’s arm away. “I get it! She’s dead! You don’t have to remind me because I was there! I watched it happened and I let her die!” Korian was stunned at his daughter’s confession that it was her fault that Sorrel was gone. He tried to step forward again to reach her, but she swiped her hand across the air. “I’m not some little kid that needs a hug and a kiss every time I fall down and skin my knee. Mom is dead! I know that life sucks and people die. I get what you’re trying to do for me, but we don’t even know if Mojito was telling the truth about these Dragon Balls. We’re just sitting around here f#@*ing wasting our time!” Shihori was feeling so much right now that it all came out her mouth at once. All the anger and frustration that was felt she unloaded onto her father right here and now. The tears in her eyes punctuated everything she was feeling, and she felt like a miserable brat after tearing him a new one. “Shihori, I…” He tried to speak but she didn’t want to hear it, she was still so angry and ashamed of it all. “Just leave me alone!” She turned quickly and took off into the sky leaving a white streak of energy behind her. Korian clenched his fists and looked up at the trail his daughter left behind. “I’m sorry.”</strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong></strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong>Shihori wiped the tears from her eyes as she flew away and cursed herself for leaving her father in the dust. She was just an emotional wreck right now and she felt like she was just going to drag him down with her. She needed time to be alone to gather herself together before she could face her father again. Shihori landed on a small hill on the edge of the plain which overlooked a valley. There was a tree perched atop the hill which she collapsed down by and sat with her head in her hands. “Shihori you idiot. All he does is care about you and tell him to screw off.” She pounded her fist against the tree which shook some leaves from its branches. “Way to act like an adult. Cursing up a storm and crying like a baby.” Suddenly, a cold breeze began to blow, and dark clouds rolled in across the sky and Shihori got the sudden sensation that she wasn’t alone anymore. She quickly turned her head to see a blue skinned lady with long white hair, pointy ears, and a huge set of boobs leaning up against the tree next to her. “My, my what troubles you, my dear?” Shihori reeled back and tried to stand up due to the sudden shock of this woman’s appearance but she was quickly shut down when the woman touched the end of her staff to her torso which caused her to convulse in a searing pain like her body was trying to tear itself apart from the inside out. “Agggggghhhh!” Towa pushed off from leaning against the tree and smoothly rounded in front of Shihori to come into a crouched position. “It’s such a pleasure to finally meet you. My name is Towa. What’s your name?” Shihori’s muscles were on fire as she was on all fours trying to push herself back up off the ground. “Tsk tsk. No manners these days.” Towa touched the end of her staff to Shihori again who was overcome with a strange dark energy that caused her to convulse and fall back to the ground in agonizing pain. “No matter. I know your father and your dear late mother; I am so sorry to hear about her horrific demise.” Towa couldn’t help but smirk to herself which she covered with the back of her hand. She leaned forward and spoke closer to Shihori’s ear. “I certainly hope she suffered, immensely.” Shihori grit her teeth and dug her fingers into the earth willing her body to push forward so she could address Towa properly, she started to chuckle to herself which caused Towa to arch her brow in confusion. “What’s so funny?” Shihori looked up to her with a cocky smirk and determination in her piercing red eyes. “Still haven’t gotten over the last time my Mom kicked your ass?” Towa stood back up in disgust and aimed to jab her again with her staff to silence her insolent tongue but Shihori pushed up hard off the ground and grabbed onto her staff with both hands, she stood up straight and pressed the staff against Towa’s chest as she pushed her back, she brought herself face to face with her attacker. “Now I’ll finish the job myself!” She transformed into her first Super Saiyan form which caused Towa quite the shock and look of fear to come across her face. “Mak!” she called out abruptly which confused Shihori until she saw a dark, swirling portal open behind Towa and out of it lunged a red skinned creature which quickly set upon Shihori like a feral beast trying to bite her face off. “Thank you, baby. Mommy found a new friend for you. Play nice.” Towa chucked as she stepped back a safe distance to watch Mak tear Shihori to pieces. </strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong></strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong>Shihori was rolling around on the ground with this vile creature, trying her best to prevent it from biting off her face, it was like nothing she had ever seen before and it was immensely strong to overtake her so easily. She managed to press her hand underneath it’s jaw and force it away from her a bit. She tried to think of what she could manage in this situation and jammed her other hand underneath it’s jaw and lifted its clawing and snarling form off her body. “Kitsune……HA!” A beam shot out from her hands which enveloped the creature’s head and removed it completely from its shoulders. She threw off the smoking and now headless torso from her body some distance and stood back up, turning her attention back to Towa who was sneering fiendishly at her. She wagged her finger at her admonishingly and gave her a *Tsk tsk* shake of her head “I don’t think he wants to be friends anymore after that.” Shihori’s attention was grabbed once the headless torso stood back up and the red flesh bubbled to produce another head. The demonic creature opened its jaws and let its tongue hang out as it cackled maniacally to itself “Ke ke ke ke” and dashed forward to engage Shihori in hand to hand combat. She blocked the wild and untrained punches and kicks that Mak threw against her, but its raw power was undeniably strong as each blocked attack caused her arms to tremble and sting in pain. She spun out of its line of attack and came around with a front roundhouse kick which bent Mak completely over the strike much to its shock but its surprise quickly turned to delight as its right arm stretched out and punched her square in the chin causing her head to reel back. Mak followed up by sending an extending kick straight into her stomach which caused her to fall back onto her butt. Shihori hissed in pain and started to stand up when Mak was lunging straight at her which she rolled out of the way and threw her hand out sideways to hit him with a Ki blast as he sailed by her. “Enough of this foolishness.” She stood back up and cocked her fists to her sides, raising her power level higher and higher. “HAAAAAAAAHHH” transforming a level higher into Super Saiyan 2 which caused her hair to stand further on end and small discharges of electricity to encircle her aura. Mak seemed delighted by her increase in power and charged head long in for a wild assault which was quickly brought to a halt by Shihori’s increased speed and power. The Majin’s face and body were littered with multiple impact craters that indented themselves on its body. Mak puffed out his body and quickly corrected the damage dealt to him, Shihori defiantly came in for another attack and used her speed to overwhelm with a barrage of punches and kicks which sent the Majin into the air. “KITSUNE-HA!!!!!” She fired another signature Ki wave attack which seemed to disintegrate the creature completely into small bits and pieces. Towa stepped forward as she seemed not to care much about what Shihori had accomplished. “Nicely done, if only your mother had your level of strength maybe she’d be alive." Unbeknownst to Shihori, the small red pieces of flesh were gathering back together behind her and Towa was playing the perfect diversion to let Mak reconstitute himself. “Now that we’re more intimately acquainted. What’s your name, girl?” Shihori narrowed her eyes and brought a hand up to charge up a Ki attack aimed directly at Towa. “It’s Shihori and this is for my mother, Sorrel. Go to hell, bitch.” Towa grinned as the sparking energy was brought to bear in Shihori’s palm but before she was able to execute the demon Mak jumped onto her back from behind and wrapped his stretchy limbs around her torso, the creature bit it’s razor sharp teeth down on her right shoulder which caused her to scream in agony “AAAAAAHHH” and fire the blast errantly past Towa’s face much to the demon’s complete delight. </strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong></strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong>A few minutes earlier, Korian was going through their belongings in the house and he felt down on himself for not being to reach his daughter’s feelings during this trying time in their lives. Korian just became more depressed in the days and weeks since Sorrel’s death. He felt like he had lost a piece of himself that day, one he was desperately trying to recover whatever the cost. He was looking through the bags they had brought as he wanted to get some food together and make them a nice meal, Shihori deserved that much and it was one of the only things that he understood healed the soul. Inside one of the bags she had packed he found a framed photo they had taken a year prior. It depicted Sorrel and Shihori happily clinging to one another awhile he stood behind the pair, smiling ear to ear, even Kitsune was in on it giving Korian a pair of rabbit ears with her fingers, something she said he lacked in the family. He smiled longing for better times and the happiness they once shared together, but this was quickly shattered once he sensed Shihori’s energy rise quickly like she was in battle. He quickly set the frame down in the bag and stood up searching out for her energy and when he felt that cold, pressure the demons gave off his eyes went wide. “Oh no.” He closed his eyes and tried to calm his panicked mind to focus on the energy signature so he could transport himself there instantaneously. With a snap of energy, he vanished from where he was standing and hopefully, he wasn’t too late.</strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong></strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong>Towa chuckled as she approached the downed half-Saiyan with Mak firmly entangled around her prostrate form on the ground, she lifted Shihori’s face off the ground with the end of her staff under her chin. “You were saying?” Shihori hissed in pain as the Majin kept his fangs embedded in her flesh yet she managed to defiantly spit at Towa while she was mocking her. “Mak, finish her off. We have more pressing matters to attend.” The Majin released his painful bite which caused Shihori to bleed steadily from the wound. Mak’s agape jaws dripped with her blood as he wound one of his arms tighter around her torso to have his palm next to her face. It began to shine with purple Ki energy as the creature intended to return the favor in kind, he laughed like it was the most hilarious thing to murder a child. Shihori closed her eyes waiting for the coup de g</strong>ra<strong>ce to happen. </strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong></strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong>Korian appeared just then out of thin air between Towa and Shihori, catching sight of the creature that was entangled with his daughter sent him into a fury. He lunged forward quickly grappling the Majin by the neck and continuing to pull on its head until it released Shihori from its death grip. Towa was incensed at the appearance of Korian, she clenched her teeth in anger and aimed a blast of dark energy at the Saiyan and her Majin creation to incapacitate him for a quick disposal. “Damn Saiyan! You’re always getting in my way!” The beam never reached its mark and was swatted down to the ground by Shihori who stood wounded yet defiant between Towa and her father. She clenched down on her bleeding shoulder wound with her left hand and gave Towa a murderous stare down, “You were saying?” she said very scornfully. She raised her power level which crackled with electrical discharge as she advanced on the frightened demon. </strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong></strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong>Korian struggled with the Majin who kept coming for him like a wild animal, he struck blow for blow with the Majin who seemed unfazed by the damage he was receiving. Korian crushed Mak’s chest with a fierce rising knee strike which was followed by a double hammer fist blow to the back that caved him down into the ground. Mak melted into a puddle of goo which reformed standing upright and striking out with extended punches and kicks which Korian blocked but caused him to back off from his opponent. “I don’t know what hole you crawled out of but today isn’t the day.” Korian quickly raised his power and transformed into Super Saiyan, he dashed forward to come into a fierce melee with the Majin and smash several crushing body blows into him which caused Mak to somewhat falter. Korian jumped and spun around to smash him with a spinning back kick which sent the Majin skidding backwards across the plain clutching a large dent in his chest. “Disappear!” he called out as he shot his hands forward fired a full power energy blast which the Majin caught and tried to stop with his bare hands, the beam’s intensity taking apart Mak’s body until his body crumbled into smoking pieces leaving only a pair of boots on the ground. Korian breathed a sigh of relief and dashed back across the field for Shihori. Behind him small red pieces of flesh began to slither their way to the footwear was left behind.</strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong></strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong>Shihori let her wound go and dashed forward leaving droplets of blood in her wake, she cocked her fist ready to strike at Towa who brought her staff up in time to block the crushing blow. Towa shifted her weight as she kept a hold of her weapon and allowed Shihori to continue forward under her own power, once she cleared her attacker, she brought the staff down into her back to send face first into the ground. “Such an angry little girl. I see you get that from your mother.” Shihori spit up dirt and grass and pushed herself off the ground in a rage that this woman continued to mock her mother. Towa was ready this time for her fierce attack and held out her hand with dark energy that shot out for Shihori’s face, but she slammed her hands down onto the orb of purple energy and made a leapfrog over the attack to press forward. She smashed a left straight directly into Towa’s stunned face which sent the demon careening across the plain into a heap. Shihori clutched onto her bleeding wound and proceeded to the fallen demon to finish this once and for all. Towa slowly climbed to her feet in a daze and touched her sore mouth, she spit blood into her open palm, this made everything deadly clear now this little girl needed to pay, and she would make no mistake in doing so. “You think you’ve won? No, no, no. This is far from over you little bitch.” Towa concentrated a mass of dark energy that tore open a portal in the air behind Shihori. “Say hello to the Void realm. Where you can rot for all eternity! I’ll be sure to send what’s left of your father to join you shortly.” Towa laughed confidently that she had won this time and that she would make them all suffer for their transgressions against her. Shihori resisted the pull that the dark portal was giving her and gave as much strength as she could muster to lunge forward to attack Towa and take her down before she was drawn into the void. “Shihori!!” Korian called out from close by and came in from behind Towa ready to attack, suddenly Mak appeared behind him with a feral cry and Korian easily dodged his untrained strikes and reeled around to strike him with a stunning palm strike to the face which was followed by a front kick to the chest which caused the Majin to sail past Shihori into the rim of the dark energy portal. This caught Towa by complete surprise as her creation was being drawn into the void and cried out for rescue from her. “Tch. How pitiful.” She said coldly as the Majin’s outstretched arms grappled for anything to allow itself to pull free the vacuum drawing it into the portal, it found a hold of Shihori’s ankle and pulled her across the ground clawing the entire way for a way to free herself. “No! Papa, help!” Towa smirked devilishly and looked to Korian across the field. “Guess I win this time, Saiyan. Say good-bye to your little girl.” Towa cackled as she tapped her staff against the ground and disappeared from the battlefield. Korian looked in a panic as Shihori was being pulled into the swirling portal of energy. “Shihori, grab my hand!” He flew as hard as he could but Shihori called out to him as she was drawn inside, “Papa!!!” Finally, her white gloved fingertips disappeared behind the purple energy wall before it collapsed on itself and completely dissipated. Korian crashed to the ground and looked to the area where Shihori was pulled into the portal. He smashed his fists down into the ground in a rage and shattered the earth around him. “Shihori!!!!”</strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong></strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong><em>Void Realm</em></strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong></strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong>Inside the void, Shihori tumbled end over end as she watched the barrier between worlds close in front of her. She looked around at a great expanse that surrounded her on all sides by what appeared to be strange swirling lights and crystalline structure. Unaware that she now shared this space with the vile creature, Mak, Shihori was shocked when a clawed hand swiped across her back drawing more blood. “Gah!” She lurched forward and hissed in pain from the fresh wound, she turned to meet her attacker who was closing fast and had changed to a more feral appearance with claws on his hands and feet and razor-sharp teeth lining his entire mouth. They clashed together and threw blow after blow which Shihori struggled to meet due to her injuries and level of exhaustion from this drawn out fight. She nearly caught a spin kick which Mak seemed to have mimicked from his battle with Korian, Shihori put up her arms in a cross ‘X’ block which sent her sailed across the void from the force of the blow. She knew she couldn’t last like this in a battle of attrition against him, he was just too durable and now that he has drawn out even greater power to overwhelm her it was only a matter of time. “Tch. I have to try, if only my body will hold out.” Shihori cried out as she began to drastically increase her power level to force every bit of energy in her coursing through her whole body. She focused it all and remembered the rage she felt last time, she honed it as a great need to survive this time as her body began to transform rapidly growing out her hair and bringing increased definition to her muscles. Her blazing golden aura of energy sparked with electrical discharge emanating from her arms and legs. “More power!!!!” She closed her eyes and dug deep to bring it all to bear, she felt like she would almost tear her body apart, there was a brilliant flash of light which caused the Majin to stop and shield his eyes from the energy. Shihori’s body crackled with energy as she focused her intense blue-eyed gaze on Mak, Super Saiyan 3 was reborn under her own willpower this time and she was going to put it to good use. She disappeared from Mak’s view and reappeared on top of him in a fury to send him crashing across the void with a powerful right hand, she didn’t give up the chase as she came in to pummel the Majin from all sides with a barrage of fists and feet, she latched onto one of his tentacle-like protrusions from his head and smashed her fist into his face over and over again. Mak let his arms go loose and come around Shihori to wrap her up in a bind, the claws on his hands stabbing her the stomach as the came to a rest around her body. “Aggggggh!” she cried out in pain and looked at the Majin with a fiery rage on her face, she increased her power output even further and blew his arms apart with a shockwave of energy, this freed her from his grasp but caused more blood to spill from her open wounds. She dashed forward and sent a flying front kick directly into the Majin’s chest which bore a hole clean through him. She withdrew her foot and spun around to smash him with a spinning backfist to the face which caused him to come crashing into the crystalline structure that cascaded across this strange place. “F*#& off!!!!!” she cried out and shot her hands forward with her wrists coming together at the thumbs. “FINAL JUDGEMENT!” she called out as an enormous golden energy beam shot out from her palms which crashed into the Majin and the crystalline structure that he had crashed into before. He tried with all his might to hold back the energy, but his body began to break down and disintegrate from his hands going back toward his torso. Shihori began to feel weak from the blood loss that she was still experiencing, her gi was slick with blood as it dropped down the front and back of her body. “HAAAAA!” she pushed out more power still which caused her vision to blur and collapse in on itself, but this extra burst of energy vaporized the rest of the Majin who cried out like a scared child before being snuffed out from existence. Shihori’s cascading energy began to crack through the fabric of this place once it struck into the floating crystalline structure. Her body gave out on her the moment a black void opened at the point of impact from her energy, she reverted to her normal base form and started to lose consciousness. Her eyes closed as she floated helplessly for this open space and for just a split second, she thought she could hear her mother, “Shihori.” The young lady smiled as she drifted off and let the encroaching dark take her in, “Mama.”</strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong></strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong><em>Unknown</em></strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong></strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong>There was suddenly cool air rushing past her body, and she felt like she was falling from a great height, she felt like she was dreaming which caused her to smile. The whistling air past her ears prompted her to realize that this wasn’t a dream and her eyes slowly peeled open to see the tops of trees coming up fast which made her gasp in shock as she crashed down through them and into the ground below with a thunderous clap. The impact had knocked her unconscious again and the battered little Bunny-Saiyan laid in a tangled heap in the crater she created on impact. Things after that were a blur, she felt like she was moving but couldn’t make out how or why. She drifted in and out of consciousness, never able to open her eyes to see, only feel and hear things around her with her sharp rabbit hearing. </strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong></strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong>After some time, her ears twitched and picked up the chirping of birds in the distance. This caused her to slowly open her eyes to reveal an unfamiliar ceiling. She rolled her head to the side to peer across the room of the building which she occupied; it was a simple lodging with light breeze blowing the curtains on an open window ever so gently. She had been lying in bed covered up with a sheet with a glass of water resting on the nightstand next to the bed. Shihori sat up with a wince of pain all over her body, nothing felt broken, but her stomach hurt the most and she lowered the sheet to inspect her wound. Much to her surprise she wasn’t wearing any clothes, but her wounds were properly dressed. She wrapped the sheet around her naked body and held it closed in the front as she slowly slid out of bed. She reached out and gulped down the entire glass of water, she was so thirsty and felt uneasy as she walked across the room to what appeared to be the front door. She crept outside and saw a lush green landscape with purple leaved trees and a golden colored sky, she was on the front porch of a simple wooden house and she stealthily closed the door behind her. No one seemed to be around, so she walked down the front porch steps and started to make her way into the forest, she was caught by surprise by a boy who flew in from the sky and landed not too far in front of her. He was slender in build with dark spiky hair and dark eyes, dressed in a purple tunic with matching shoes, a chest plate with yellow trim, and a blue under suit. She reeled back from his sudden appearance which caused her to trip on the sheet and fall backward to the ground in a very revealing state. The young man blushed profusely and covered his eyes, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to frighten you.” Shihori screamed in embarrassment and tried her best to cover up as she rushed bare ass naked back to the house and slammed the door behind her. </strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204)"><strong>A few minutes later Shihori could hear a commotion outside with what sounded like a woman complaining to the young man and excuses being made. Shihori was clutching a pillow in a death grip in front of her to conceal her nudity, there was a knock on the door, and it opened to reveal two females standing on the porch who quickly came inside and closed the door behind them. The first female was a young, slender built woman with long dark hair wearing a magenta tube top, purple baggy pants, black wrist bands, and black shoes. The second female stood shyly behind the first she was young, slender built woman with black hair pulled up in a high ponytail, she was wearing a red shirt exposed at the mid-riff with a matching skirt underneath she wore compression shorts like Shihori did under her gi, she had golden bracelets and red and golden boots with red tips. The one with the long hair put a hand on her hip and spoke first, “So squirt what’s your story?” Shihori had part of her face buried in the pillow and peered over the top with her bright red eyes and long lashes. Ponytail girl smiled sheepishly and spoke up just barely above a whisper, “Um, I’m glad you’re okay.” Long haired girl looked to her companion and snapped her fingers, “That’s right. Kale here found you half dead in the woods about a week ago. By the look of it you came crashing down like a meteor.” Shihori blinked her big red eyes from behind her safety pillow and spoke muffled from behind it, “Who are you and what is this place?” Long haired woman looked at her curiously, “Huh?! Speak up shrimp I can’t hear you.” She grew frustrated and pushed the pillow forward speaking louder and more forcefully this time, “I said who the f#*$ are you and where the f*@# am I?” She huffed in frustration before realizing her error in exposing herself she quickly covered back up. Both ladies blinked in disbelief but the long haired one began to howl in laughter, she held her stomach as she doubled over. “You hear that Kale? She’s trying to be cute.” She crossed the room quickly and stuck a finger in her face, “Who the f*#$ are you? Huh? What’s with those ears? Answer me or you’re dead!” Kale hid her face behind her hands and tried to speak up, “Sis, um, maybe you shouldn’t, um…” Shihori spoke from behind the pillow again, “My name is Shihori, I get those from my mom.” She did get straight to the point after all and long hair seemed satisfied with her answer. She took the liberty of taking a seat next to her on the bed and she crossed her legs ankle to knee when she sat down. “Well, Shihori, I’m Caulifla and I’m in charge around here, the here being planet Sadala.” Shihori peeked up from behind her pillow and spoke up more relaxed and rather quizzically, “Sadala? I’ve never heard of such a place.” Caulifla leaned back and twisted her lip in frustration of having to answer so many questions to a kid. “The Saiyan home world, dummy. What were you born under a rock?” Shihori’s eyes lit up and she looked back and forth between the two ladies, “Saiyan? Well, I’m half Saiyan from my dad’s side.” Caulifla looked skeptical based on her appearance given those red eyes and rabbit ears perched on top of her head. “Everybody wants to be a Saiyan, darlin’. Doesn’t mean you have what it takes to make the cut.” Shihori stood up on the bed clutching her pillow and her power level began to spike as she quickly transformed into a Super Saiyan to give Caulifla and Kale a good look at her Saiyan credentials. The pillow was shredded by her raging aura in an instant and Shihori embarrassingly powered down and fell to the bed covering up with her hands. Caulifla and Kale looked astonished at the realization that not only was she telling the truth about being a Saiyan, but the fact they had another Super Saiyan on their hands was truly amazing. Caulifla strode over to a cabinet near the wall and reached inside for a spare blanket which she draped around Shihori’s shoulders. “Kid, we’ve got a lot to talk about.”</strong></span></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="India Actual, post: 1560, member: 80"] [FONT=verdana][COLOR=rgb(204, 204, 204)][SIZE=4]Chapter 6: Truth and Reconciliation[/SIZE][/COLOR][/FONT] [COLOR=rgb(204, 204, 204)][FONT=verdana] [B]Age 780, [I]Planetoid Pas[/I] The evening after their arrival in Universe 7, Shihori and Korian were fast asleep in the bedroom of his old home. While the normal creature comforts of their home back in Universe 9 were decidedly absent, they did at least have a roof over their heads and a warm place to sleep. A bed roll was laid out on the floor of the room which Korian mostly occupied in his normal spread out and slumbering posture. Shihori was wearing an oversized t-shirt to sleep with and she laid flat out on her back in a perpendicular fashion on top of her father, the young lady spread out and snoring, like father, like daughter in that respect. Korian hadn’t been sleeping well the past few weeks, neither was Shihori, Sorrel’s absence was felt starting to be felt in a multitude of facets in their daily lives and it was sure to become more apparent as time went on without her. Shihori started to become restless in her dreams which unfolded quickly into a nightmare. She had returned to her home world and was surrounded by devastation and rubble of a familiar battlefield. There was black smoke drifting across the battlespace in front of her as she began to become quickly frightened not being able to find Sorrel. She hurried forth with determination to find her, she yearned to see her again, this pulsing emotion that had crept its way into her dreams. Once she had cleared through the black smoke which pervaded the scene she began to call out, “Mama, where are you?!” Anxiety set in and a dread that something bad had happened here and she felt it bearing down on her from all sides. “Shihori….” she quickly turned to the voice and back in reality she sat up panicked and in a cold sweat, her eyes darting around the room for any sign of danger, her hand tightly clutched on to the shirt she was wearing, she could feel her rapidly pounding heart in her chest. Her heavy breathing causing Korian to stir and sit up with tired eyes. “Shihori, what’s wrong?” She started to calm down but was still tightly clutched on to her shirt. She exhaled and stood up to cross the room without a word and entered the bathroom. She closed the door behind her which left Korian confused and a bit concerned as to what just happened. Thanks to Parserii’s solid engineering skills, the house still had useable plumbing, Shihori turned on the faucet and splashed some water on her face, she clutched the edges of the sink as her eyes rose to look at herself in the mirror. She looked miserable and scared at what was happening to her. She kept seeing her like she did on the battlefield, the entire experience just wouldn’t go away and her mind kept reliving it again and again. The beads of cold water dripped down her face and she still felt that tightness in her chest from when she awoke. “Get a grip”, she whispered to herself. Later the next morning, the pair sat down at the table to eat some breakfast of instant oats which were included in their packed provisions. They both eyed the unappetizing serving of food and looked up at one another simultaneously with dissatisfied expressions. Once they began to eat it didn’t taste that bad and allowed their hungry bellies to be satiated at least for the time being. Shihori just looked down at her food and stirred it solemnly with her spoon, Korian took notice as he was finishing the last few bites of breakfast. “Honey, are you okay?” Shihori looked up with her eyes but kept her head resting against her hand which was propped up on the table. “Yeah, just thinking.” Korian felt awkward because he felt like Shihori was drifting away and he didn’t know how to reach her feelings. She had been through so much that he wasn’t party to, he felt like it was his fault she was going through all this, these ‘If only I had been there, If only I had been faster, If only I had finished Mira off the first time..…’ these thoughts had been racing through his mind after Sorrel’s death and he was doing his best to push them aside and cope in his own way. Through it all he was losing touch with the most precious person to him in the whole world. Shihori excused herself and collected her bowl from the table and left it on the kitchen counter, she exited outside and left Korian thinking if this journey was worth it after all. [I]Demon Realm[/I] Towa busied herself in her laboratory, she had grown quite frustrated in recent days since learning of Mira’s demise. As a scientist she lamented the loss of what she felt was her greatest creation but as a woman who loved him, she cursed the ones that had taken him from her. Their large-scale plans of resurrecting the full might of the Demon Realm would not be dashed do easily. She reached out for a device which was used to store all the energy they had obtained thus far in their goal. “Your sacrifice will not be in vain, my dear.” On the table in front of her was a writhing mass of red colored flesh which she eyed with desperation that her calculated plans would come to fruition. The press of a button on her energy collecting device released a large needle-like probe from the end which she jabbed down into the organism. Upon release of the energy the writhing mass began to twitch and take shape, like a red blob taking human form. Towa stepped back and watched the entire procedure unfold with delight in her eyes. The red flesh had come together in a small statured creature with several tentacle-like protrusions hanging from the back of its head. Its mouth opened slowly to reveal several razor-sharp teeth and once its eyes opened to consciousness, they were lifeless black pools with red pupils. Towa stepped forward to get a better look at her creation, it looked upon her with curiosity, but the demon reached out and touched it’s face with care like a parent would to a child. “Crude, but effective. I’ll call you Mak, my little majin.” Mak just grinned at his creator and let out small feral cackle “Ke ke ke”. Towa grabbed up her staff and looked over to Mak with fierce determination. “Come my sweet. I have some new friends I’d like you to meet.” [I]Planetoid Pas[/I] After a few days getting their bearings in this new universe, Shihori grew frustrated with their current situation. She tried pushing her feelings back, but she had so much on her mind at once that it was near impossible to keep everything in check. Not to mention that she was a teenage girl at a certain age which did nothing to improve things the way they were now. She was outside the house practicing some forms her grandmother had taught her to create focus and a sense of balance. She was struggling as her mind just wouldn’t quiet down, her thoughts kept going back to her dreams of reliving that day. It’s almost if she could smell the smoke from the battlefield and feel that sense of dread over what came next. Suddenly, she heard her mother’s voice call out to her in the back of her mind “Shihori.” She tried to shake it off and continued to go through her kata which sped up in intensity along with her drive to block out her rampant thoughts. Mira’s voice suddenly rang out in her ears “Shihori!” She whirled in a fright, sweat from her exercises and from the state of shock chilled her body. She threw a punch as she completed the turn which was stopped by her father’s open hand. Korian looked surprised as did Shihori when she had thrown the punch and she backed off ready to apologize but Korian spoke first “You okay, kiddo?” Shihori looked embarrassed and her eyes fell to the ground, her fists clenched at her sides now as her emotions whirled from her experience. “I’m…. fine.” She said with frustration in her voice. Korian tried to be the concerned parent as he realized that something was going on with Shihori acting so strange as of late. He put his hand on her shoulder to try and make a connection with his daughter and show her that he was there for her. “Listen, I know it’s been hard. With your mom gone…” Shihori felt anger rise in her chest like she never felt before and she reacted by smacking her father’s arm away. “I get it! She’s dead! You don’t have to remind me because I was there! I watched it happened and I let her die!” Korian was stunned at his daughter’s confession that it was her fault that Sorrel was gone. He tried to step forward again to reach her, but she swiped her hand across the air. “I’m not some little kid that needs a hug and a kiss every time I fall down and skin my knee. Mom is dead! I know that life sucks and people die. I get what you’re trying to do for me, but we don’t even know if Mojito was telling the truth about these Dragon Balls. We’re just sitting around here f#@*ing wasting our time!” Shihori was feeling so much right now that it all came out her mouth at once. All the anger and frustration that was felt she unloaded onto her father right here and now. The tears in her eyes punctuated everything she was feeling, and she felt like a miserable brat after tearing him a new one. “Shihori, I…” He tried to speak but she didn’t want to hear it, she was still so angry and ashamed of it all. “Just leave me alone!” She turned quickly and took off into the sky leaving a white streak of energy behind her. Korian clenched his fists and looked up at the trail his daughter left behind. “I’m sorry.” Shihori wiped the tears from her eyes as she flew away and cursed herself for leaving her father in the dust. She was just an emotional wreck right now and she felt like she was just going to drag him down with her. She needed time to be alone to gather herself together before she could face her father again. Shihori landed on a small hill on the edge of the plain which overlooked a valley. There was a tree perched atop the hill which she collapsed down by and sat with her head in her hands. “Shihori you idiot. All he does is care about you and tell him to screw off.” She pounded her fist against the tree which shook some leaves from its branches. “Way to act like an adult. Cursing up a storm and crying like a baby.” Suddenly, a cold breeze began to blow, and dark clouds rolled in across the sky and Shihori got the sudden sensation that she wasn’t alone anymore. She quickly turned her head to see a blue skinned lady with long white hair, pointy ears, and a huge set of boobs leaning up against the tree next to her. “My, my what troubles you, my dear?” Shihori reeled back and tried to stand up due to the sudden shock of this woman’s appearance but she was quickly shut down when the woman touched the end of her staff to her torso which caused her to convulse in a searing pain like her body was trying to tear itself apart from the inside out. “Agggggghhhh!” Towa pushed off from leaning against the tree and smoothly rounded in front of Shihori to come into a crouched position. “It’s such a pleasure to finally meet you. My name is Towa. What’s your name?” Shihori’s muscles were on fire as she was on all fours trying to push herself back up off the ground. “Tsk tsk. No manners these days.” Towa touched the end of her staff to Shihori again who was overcome with a strange dark energy that caused her to convulse and fall back to the ground in agonizing pain. “No matter. I know your father and your dear late mother; I am so sorry to hear about her horrific demise.” Towa couldn’t help but smirk to herself which she covered with the back of her hand. She leaned forward and spoke closer to Shihori’s ear. “I certainly hope she suffered, immensely.” Shihori grit her teeth and dug her fingers into the earth willing her body to push forward so she could address Towa properly, she started to chuckle to herself which caused Towa to arch her brow in confusion. “What’s so funny?” Shihori looked up to her with a cocky smirk and determination in her piercing red eyes. “Still haven’t gotten over the last time my Mom kicked your ass?” Towa stood back up in disgust and aimed to jab her again with her staff to silence her insolent tongue but Shihori pushed up hard off the ground and grabbed onto her staff with both hands, she stood up straight and pressed the staff against Towa’s chest as she pushed her back, she brought herself face to face with her attacker. “Now I’ll finish the job myself!” She transformed into her first Super Saiyan form which caused Towa quite the shock and look of fear to come across her face. “Mak!” she called out abruptly which confused Shihori until she saw a dark, swirling portal open behind Towa and out of it lunged a red skinned creature which quickly set upon Shihori like a feral beast trying to bite her face off. “Thank you, baby. Mommy found a new friend for you. Play nice.” Towa chucked as she stepped back a safe distance to watch Mak tear Shihori to pieces. Shihori was rolling around on the ground with this vile creature, trying her best to prevent it from biting off her face, it was like nothing she had ever seen before and it was immensely strong to overtake her so easily. She managed to press her hand underneath it’s jaw and force it away from her a bit. She tried to think of what she could manage in this situation and jammed her other hand underneath it’s jaw and lifted its clawing and snarling form off her body. “Kitsune……HA!” A beam shot out from her hands which enveloped the creature’s head and removed it completely from its shoulders. She threw off the smoking and now headless torso from her body some distance and stood back up, turning her attention back to Towa who was sneering fiendishly at her. She wagged her finger at her admonishingly and gave her a *Tsk tsk* shake of her head “I don’t think he wants to be friends anymore after that.” Shihori’s attention was grabbed once the headless torso stood back up and the red flesh bubbled to produce another head. The demonic creature opened its jaws and let its tongue hang out as it cackled maniacally to itself “Ke ke ke ke” and dashed forward to engage Shihori in hand to hand combat. She blocked the wild and untrained punches and kicks that Mak threw against her, but its raw power was undeniably strong as each blocked attack caused her arms to tremble and sting in pain. She spun out of its line of attack and came around with a front roundhouse kick which bent Mak completely over the strike much to its shock but its surprise quickly turned to delight as its right arm stretched out and punched her square in the chin causing her head to reel back. Mak followed up by sending an extending kick straight into her stomach which caused her to fall back onto her butt. Shihori hissed in pain and started to stand up when Mak was lunging straight at her which she rolled out of the way and threw her hand out sideways to hit him with a Ki blast as he sailed by her. “Enough of this foolishness.” She stood back up and cocked her fists to her sides, raising her power level higher and higher. “HAAAAAAAAHHH” transforming a level higher into Super Saiyan 2 which caused her hair to stand further on end and small discharges of electricity to encircle her aura. Mak seemed delighted by her increase in power and charged head long in for a wild assault which was quickly brought to a halt by Shihori’s increased speed and power. The Majin’s face and body were littered with multiple impact craters that indented themselves on its body. Mak puffed out his body and quickly corrected the damage dealt to him, Shihori defiantly came in for another attack and used her speed to overwhelm with a barrage of punches and kicks which sent the Majin into the air. “KITSUNE-HA!!!!!” She fired another signature Ki wave attack which seemed to disintegrate the creature completely into small bits and pieces. Towa stepped forward as she seemed not to care much about what Shihori had accomplished. “Nicely done, if only your mother had your level of strength maybe she’d be alive." Unbeknownst to Shihori, the small red pieces of flesh were gathering back together behind her and Towa was playing the perfect diversion to let Mak reconstitute himself. “Now that we’re more intimately acquainted. What’s your name, girl?” Shihori narrowed her eyes and brought a hand up to charge up a Ki attack aimed directly at Towa. “It’s Shihori and this is for my mother, Sorrel. Go to hell, bitch.” Towa grinned as the sparking energy was brought to bear in Shihori’s palm but before she was able to execute the demon Mak jumped onto her back from behind and wrapped his stretchy limbs around her torso, the creature bit it’s razor sharp teeth down on her right shoulder which caused her to scream in agony “AAAAAAHHH” and fire the blast errantly past Towa’s face much to the demon’s complete delight. A few minutes earlier, Korian was going through their belongings in the house and he felt down on himself for not being to reach his daughter’s feelings during this trying time in their lives. Korian just became more depressed in the days and weeks since Sorrel’s death. He felt like he had lost a piece of himself that day, one he was desperately trying to recover whatever the cost. He was looking through the bags they had brought as he wanted to get some food together and make them a nice meal, Shihori deserved that much and it was one of the only things that he understood healed the soul. Inside one of the bags she had packed he found a framed photo they had taken a year prior. It depicted Sorrel and Shihori happily clinging to one another awhile he stood behind the pair, smiling ear to ear, even Kitsune was in on it giving Korian a pair of rabbit ears with her fingers, something she said he lacked in the family. He smiled longing for better times and the happiness they once shared together, but this was quickly shattered once he sensed Shihori’s energy rise quickly like she was in battle. He quickly set the frame down in the bag and stood up searching out for her energy and when he felt that cold, pressure the demons gave off his eyes went wide. “Oh no.” He closed his eyes and tried to calm his panicked mind to focus on the energy signature so he could transport himself there instantaneously. With a snap of energy, he vanished from where he was standing and hopefully, he wasn’t too late. Towa chuckled as she approached the downed half-Saiyan with Mak firmly entangled around her prostrate form on the ground, she lifted Shihori’s face off the ground with the end of her staff under her chin. “You were saying?” Shihori hissed in pain as the Majin kept his fangs embedded in her flesh yet she managed to defiantly spit at Towa while she was mocking her. “Mak, finish her off. We have more pressing matters to attend.” The Majin released his painful bite which caused Shihori to bleed steadily from the wound. Mak’s agape jaws dripped with her blood as he wound one of his arms tighter around her torso to have his palm next to her face. It began to shine with purple Ki energy as the creature intended to return the favor in kind, he laughed like it was the most hilarious thing to murder a child. Shihori closed her eyes waiting for the coup de g[/B]ra[B]ce to happen. Korian appeared just then out of thin air between Towa and Shihori, catching sight of the creature that was entangled with his daughter sent him into a fury. He lunged forward quickly grappling the Majin by the neck and continuing to pull on its head until it released Shihori from its death grip. Towa was incensed at the appearance of Korian, she clenched her teeth in anger and aimed a blast of dark energy at the Saiyan and her Majin creation to incapacitate him for a quick disposal. “Damn Saiyan! You’re always getting in my way!” The beam never reached its mark and was swatted down to the ground by Shihori who stood wounded yet defiant between Towa and her father. She clenched down on her bleeding shoulder wound with her left hand and gave Towa a murderous stare down, “You were saying?” she said very scornfully. She raised her power level which crackled with electrical discharge as she advanced on the frightened demon. Korian struggled with the Majin who kept coming for him like a wild animal, he struck blow for blow with the Majin who seemed unfazed by the damage he was receiving. Korian crushed Mak’s chest with a fierce rising knee strike which was followed by a double hammer fist blow to the back that caved him down into the ground. Mak melted into a puddle of goo which reformed standing upright and striking out with extended punches and kicks which Korian blocked but caused him to back off from his opponent. “I don’t know what hole you crawled out of but today isn’t the day.” Korian quickly raised his power and transformed into Super Saiyan, he dashed forward to come into a fierce melee with the Majin and smash several crushing body blows into him which caused Mak to somewhat falter. Korian jumped and spun around to smash him with a spinning back kick which sent the Majin skidding backwards across the plain clutching a large dent in his chest. “Disappear!” he called out as he shot his hands forward fired a full power energy blast which the Majin caught and tried to stop with his bare hands, the beam’s intensity taking apart Mak’s body until his body crumbled into smoking pieces leaving only a pair of boots on the ground. Korian breathed a sigh of relief and dashed back across the field for Shihori. Behind him small red pieces of flesh began to slither their way to the footwear was left behind. Shihori let her wound go and dashed forward leaving droplets of blood in her wake, she cocked her fist ready to strike at Towa who brought her staff up in time to block the crushing blow. Towa shifted her weight as she kept a hold of her weapon and allowed Shihori to continue forward under her own power, once she cleared her attacker, she brought the staff down into her back to send face first into the ground. “Such an angry little girl. I see you get that from your mother.” Shihori spit up dirt and grass and pushed herself off the ground in a rage that this woman continued to mock her mother. Towa was ready this time for her fierce attack and held out her hand with dark energy that shot out for Shihori’s face, but she slammed her hands down onto the orb of purple energy and made a leapfrog over the attack to press forward. She smashed a left straight directly into Towa’s stunned face which sent the demon careening across the plain into a heap. Shihori clutched onto her bleeding wound and proceeded to the fallen demon to finish this once and for all. Towa slowly climbed to her feet in a daze and touched her sore mouth, she spit blood into her open palm, this made everything deadly clear now this little girl needed to pay, and she would make no mistake in doing so. “You think you’ve won? No, no, no. This is far from over you little bitch.” Towa concentrated a mass of dark energy that tore open a portal in the air behind Shihori. “Say hello to the Void realm. Where you can rot for all eternity! I’ll be sure to send what’s left of your father to join you shortly.” Towa laughed confidently that she had won this time and that she would make them all suffer for their transgressions against her. Shihori resisted the pull that the dark portal was giving her and gave as much strength as she could muster to lunge forward to attack Towa and take her down before she was drawn into the void. “Shihori!!” Korian called out from close by and came in from behind Towa ready to attack, suddenly Mak appeared behind him with a feral cry and Korian easily dodged his untrained strikes and reeled around to strike him with a stunning palm strike to the face which was followed by a front kick to the chest which caused the Majin to sail past Shihori into the rim of the dark energy portal. This caught Towa by complete surprise as her creation was being drawn into the void and cried out for rescue from her. “Tch. How pitiful.” She said coldly as the Majin’s outstretched arms grappled for anything to allow itself to pull free the vacuum drawing it into the portal, it found a hold of Shihori’s ankle and pulled her across the ground clawing the entire way for a way to free herself. “No! Papa, help!” Towa smirked devilishly and looked to Korian across the field. “Guess I win this time, Saiyan. Say good-bye to your little girl.” Towa cackled as she tapped her staff against the ground and disappeared from the battlefield. Korian looked in a panic as Shihori was being pulled into the swirling portal of energy. “Shihori, grab my hand!” He flew as hard as he could but Shihori called out to him as she was drawn inside, “Papa!!!” Finally, her white gloved fingertips disappeared behind the purple energy wall before it collapsed on itself and completely dissipated. Korian crashed to the ground and looked to the area where Shihori was pulled into the portal. He smashed his fists down into the ground in a rage and shattered the earth around him. “Shihori!!!!” [I]Void Realm[/I] Inside the void, Shihori tumbled end over end as she watched the barrier between worlds close in front of her. She looked around at a great expanse that surrounded her on all sides by what appeared to be strange swirling lights and crystalline structure. Unaware that she now shared this space with the vile creature, Mak, Shihori was shocked when a clawed hand swiped across her back drawing more blood. “Gah!” She lurched forward and hissed in pain from the fresh wound, she turned to meet her attacker who was closing fast and had changed to a more feral appearance with claws on his hands and feet and razor-sharp teeth lining his entire mouth. They clashed together and threw blow after blow which Shihori struggled to meet due to her injuries and level of exhaustion from this drawn out fight. She nearly caught a spin kick which Mak seemed to have mimicked from his battle with Korian, Shihori put up her arms in a cross ‘X’ block which sent her sailed across the void from the force of the blow. She knew she couldn’t last like this in a battle of attrition against him, he was just too durable and now that he has drawn out even greater power to overwhelm her it was only a matter of time. “Tch. I have to try, if only my body will hold out.” Shihori cried out as she began to drastically increase her power level to force every bit of energy in her coursing through her whole body. She focused it all and remembered the rage she felt last time, she honed it as a great need to survive this time as her body began to transform rapidly growing out her hair and bringing increased definition to her muscles. Her blazing golden aura of energy sparked with electrical discharge emanating from her arms and legs. “More power!!!!” She closed her eyes and dug deep to bring it all to bear, she felt like she would almost tear her body apart, there was a brilliant flash of light which caused the Majin to stop and shield his eyes from the energy. Shihori’s body crackled with energy as she focused her intense blue-eyed gaze on Mak, Super Saiyan 3 was reborn under her own willpower this time and she was going to put it to good use. She disappeared from Mak’s view and reappeared on top of him in a fury to send him crashing across the void with a powerful right hand, she didn’t give up the chase as she came in to pummel the Majin from all sides with a barrage of fists and feet, she latched onto one of his tentacle-like protrusions from his head and smashed her fist into his face over and over again. Mak let his arms go loose and come around Shihori to wrap her up in a bind, the claws on his hands stabbing her the stomach as the came to a rest around her body. “Aggggggh!” she cried out in pain and looked at the Majin with a fiery rage on her face, she increased her power output even further and blew his arms apart with a shockwave of energy, this freed her from his grasp but caused more blood to spill from her open wounds. She dashed forward and sent a flying front kick directly into the Majin’s chest which bore a hole clean through him. She withdrew her foot and spun around to smash him with a spinning backfist to the face which caused him to come crashing into the crystalline structure that cascaded across this strange place. “F*#& off!!!!!” she cried out and shot her hands forward with her wrists coming together at the thumbs. “FINAL JUDGEMENT!” she called out as an enormous golden energy beam shot out from her palms which crashed into the Majin and the crystalline structure that he had crashed into before. He tried with all his might to hold back the energy, but his body began to break down and disintegrate from his hands going back toward his torso. Shihori began to feel weak from the blood loss that she was still experiencing, her gi was slick with blood as it dropped down the front and back of her body. “HAAAAA!” she pushed out more power still which caused her vision to blur and collapse in on itself, but this extra burst of energy vaporized the rest of the Majin who cried out like a scared child before being snuffed out from existence. Shihori’s cascading energy began to crack through the fabric of this place once it struck into the floating crystalline structure. Her body gave out on her the moment a black void opened at the point of impact from her energy, she reverted to her normal base form and started to lose consciousness. Her eyes closed as she floated helplessly for this open space and for just a split second, she thought she could hear her mother, “Shihori.” The young lady smiled as she drifted off and let the encroaching dark take her in, “Mama.” [I]Unknown[/I] There was suddenly cool air rushing past her body, and she felt like she was falling from a great height, she felt like she was dreaming which caused her to smile. The whistling air past her ears prompted her to realize that this wasn’t a dream and her eyes slowly peeled open to see the tops of trees coming up fast which made her gasp in shock as she crashed down through them and into the ground below with a thunderous clap. The impact had knocked her unconscious again and the battered little Bunny-Saiyan laid in a tangled heap in the crater she created on impact. Things after that were a blur, she felt like she was moving but couldn’t make out how or why. She drifted in and out of consciousness, never able to open her eyes to see, only feel and hear things around her with her sharp rabbit hearing. After some time, her ears twitched and picked up the chirping of birds in the distance. This caused her to slowly open her eyes to reveal an unfamiliar ceiling. She rolled her head to the side to peer across the room of the building which she occupied; it was a simple lodging with light breeze blowing the curtains on an open window ever so gently. She had been lying in bed covered up with a sheet with a glass of water resting on the nightstand next to the bed. Shihori sat up with a wince of pain all over her body, nothing felt broken, but her stomach hurt the most and she lowered the sheet to inspect her wound. Much to her surprise she wasn’t wearing any clothes, but her wounds were properly dressed. She wrapped the sheet around her naked body and held it closed in the front as she slowly slid out of bed. She reached out and gulped down the entire glass of water, she was so thirsty and felt uneasy as she walked across the room to what appeared to be the front door. She crept outside and saw a lush green landscape with purple leaved trees and a golden colored sky, she was on the front porch of a simple wooden house and she stealthily closed the door behind her. No one seemed to be around, so she walked down the front porch steps and started to make her way into the forest, she was caught by surprise by a boy who flew in from the sky and landed not too far in front of her. He was slender in build with dark spiky hair and dark eyes, dressed in a purple tunic with matching shoes, a chest plate with yellow trim, and a blue under suit. She reeled back from his sudden appearance which caused her to trip on the sheet and fall backward to the ground in a very revealing state. The young man blushed profusely and covered his eyes, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to frighten you.” Shihori screamed in embarrassment and tried her best to cover up as she rushed bare ass naked back to the house and slammed the door behind her. [/B] [/FONT][/COLOR] [FONT=verdana][COLOR=rgb(204, 204, 204)][B]A few minutes later Shihori could hear a commotion outside with what sounded like a woman complaining to the young man and excuses being made. Shihori was clutching a pillow in a death grip in front of her to conceal her nudity, there was a knock on the door, and it opened to reveal two females standing on the porch who quickly came inside and closed the door behind them. The first female was a young, slender built woman with long dark hair wearing a magenta tube top, purple baggy pants, black wrist bands, and black shoes. The second female stood shyly behind the first she was young, slender built woman with black hair pulled up in a high ponytail, she was wearing a red shirt exposed at the mid-riff with a matching skirt underneath she wore compression shorts like Shihori did under her gi, she had golden bracelets and red and golden boots with red tips. The one with the long hair put a hand on her hip and spoke first, “So squirt what’s your story?” Shihori had part of her face buried in the pillow and peered over the top with her bright red eyes and long lashes. Ponytail girl smiled sheepishly and spoke up just barely above a whisper, “Um, I’m glad you’re okay.” Long haired girl looked to her companion and snapped her fingers, “That’s right. Kale here found you half dead in the woods about a week ago. By the look of it you came crashing down like a meteor.” Shihori blinked her big red eyes from behind her safety pillow and spoke muffled from behind it, “Who are you and what is this place?” Long haired woman looked at her curiously, “Huh?! Speak up shrimp I can’t hear you.” She grew frustrated and pushed the pillow forward speaking louder and more forcefully this time, “I said who the f#*$ are you and where the f*@# am I?” She huffed in frustration before realizing her error in exposing herself she quickly covered back up. Both ladies blinked in disbelief but the long haired one began to howl in laughter, she held her stomach as she doubled over. “You hear that Kale? She’s trying to be cute.” She crossed the room quickly and stuck a finger in her face, “Who the f*#$ are you? Huh? What’s with those ears? Answer me or you’re dead!” Kale hid her face behind her hands and tried to speak up, “Sis, um, maybe you shouldn’t, um…” Shihori spoke from behind the pillow again, “My name is Shihori, I get those from my mom.” She did get straight to the point after all and long hair seemed satisfied with her answer. She took the liberty of taking a seat next to her on the bed and she crossed her legs ankle to knee when she sat down. “Well, Shihori, I’m Caulifla and I’m in charge around here, the here being planet Sadala.” Shihori peeked up from behind her pillow and spoke up more relaxed and rather quizzically, “Sadala? I’ve never heard of such a place.” Caulifla leaned back and twisted her lip in frustration of having to answer so many questions to a kid. “The Saiyan home world, dummy. What were you born under a rock?” Shihori’s eyes lit up and she looked back and forth between the two ladies, “Saiyan? Well, I’m half Saiyan from my dad’s side.” Caulifla looked skeptical based on her appearance given those red eyes and rabbit ears perched on top of her head. “Everybody wants to be a Saiyan, darlin’. Doesn’t mean you have what it takes to make the cut.” Shihori stood up on the bed clutching her pillow and her power level began to spike as she quickly transformed into a Super Saiyan to give Caulifla and Kale a good look at her Saiyan credentials. The pillow was shredded by her raging aura in an instant and Shihori embarrassingly powered down and fell to the bed covering up with her hands. Caulifla and Kale looked astonished at the realization that not only was she telling the truth about being a Saiyan, but the fact they had another Super Saiyan on their hands was truly amazing. Caulifla strode over to a cabinet near the wall and reached inside for a spare blanket which she draped around Shihori’s shoulders. “Kid, we’ve got a lot to talk about.”[/B][/COLOR][/FONT] [/QUOTE]
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