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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: 2752" data-attributes="member: 80"><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px">Chapter 8: (Part 8)</span></strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Universe 7, Earth</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">The Capsule Corp. 579 VTOL landed in a large open courtyard at the Capsule Corp. estate. Once the aircraft had successfully set down, the large loading ramp at the rear of the aircraft lowered to the ground. Bulma exited followed by Trunks, Goten, and Mai onto the grounds of Capsule Corp. Bulma had turned to speak to them as they continued walking, “I guess I should work on trying to contact Whis so we can get a message over to Korian.” She sighed as she just made a realization, “I can already hear Whis berating me for using him in a game of telephone.” Suddenly, there was a *snap* of energy directly in front of Bulma which startled her. She was surprised by the sudden appearance of Korian, Sorrel, Kitsune, and Kuroba out of thin air, she fell onto her backside and began screaming in fright. This startled Korian as well and he reared back in fright letting out his own startled yell. Sorrel looked between Bulma and her husband, who was acting like a big baby. She rolled her eyes as she stepped forward to lend Bulma hand off the ground, “Sorry for barging in on you like this but we have a situation on our hands.” The three teens standing back a bit just looked at one another and blinked. Goten stepped forward and dared to ask the question that was on all their minds, “What kind of situation?” Bulma dusted herself off and looked down at Sorrel who had some concern in her eyes, “Come on inside, I’ll explain everything.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">After everyone headed inside and had some time to settle in, Korian’s group had something to eat which they all sorely needed. Kitsune got a change of clothes, but the only thing that fit her busty figure was Capsule Corp. hoody and sweatpants. She cut a hole in the seat of the sweatpants to make room for her tail, “It’s suitably comfortable” she said as she sat down amongst the group. Sorrel came back from the other room after she laid Kuroba down for a nap, she looked to Bulma with a smile of appreciation, “Thank you so much. He’s been really shaken up by everything that’s happened. I’m glad he can finally get proper rest.” Bulma waved her hand with a smile, “It’s really no trouble at all.” She turned her attention to Bulla who was laying on the floor coloring with some crayons.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Korian’s group and the teens began to swap stories to catch one another up to speed, Sorrel’s face was aghast that they had managed to send someone after Shihori in Universe 7. “If I get my hands on him, I swear, I will tear him a new assho-” Korian was sitting next to her, he placed his hand on her shoulder which stopped her from continuing on with her angry outburst. He turned his attention to Goten, looking for answers about his daughter, since he knew she was most likely to be in his company he figured he would be the best source of information, “Goten, where’s Shihori?” The young man hesitated in giving his response and suddenly appeared sheepish having to face her parents, “She’s at Look-out in the Room of Spirit and Time. She’s been in there most of the day.” Sorrel leaned forward and looked at Goten suspiciously, “How come you’re not with her? After everything that’s happened, you’re just going to leave her by herself?” Korian gave him because he was equally curious to hear the answer himself. Goten gulped and began to fidget with his hands, “Well, uh, you see, she wanted to be alone and we kind of broke up.” Sorrel shot off the sofa in an instant and was up in Goten’s face which caused the young man to reel backward with a terrified expression on his face. This tiny rabbit was over the top of him shoving a finger into the tip of his nose, “What did you do?! If you hurt her Son Goten, I swear to all the Supreme Kais of every freaking universe that you will suffer!” Korian stood up and plucked his rabid wife off of him before she could carry on any further assault. He directed her to sit back down on the sofa, “Easy honey. I’m sure they have their reasons and we need to respect them.” Goten breathed a sigh of relief and averted his eyes from Sorrel. She crossed her arms and let out a *Hmph* while Korian changed the topic of conversation. “There’s something else I have to tell you.” He folded his hands together and hesitated for moment trying to think of the best way to say what he wanted to, “I-I can’t transform using god ki any longer. The Angel I fought used a technique to forcibly strip it from my body.” He began to surmise the more he thought about the experience over and over, “Seeing that we don’t naturally possess that power, it gives to reason that it’s like she said to me ‘What can be given, can also be taken away’.” Goten and Trunks looked a bit disconcerted after hearing that there was someone with those kind of abilities on the enemies’ side. Trunks spoke up, “Shihori said to us that she didn’t stand a chance against the one that attacked her. Then you’re saying there’s people even stronger than him? So, what’re we going to do?” Korian stood up looking thoughtful and shook his head, “I don’t know, but with Vegeta off-world and Kakarot missing in action, I doubt any of us really stand a chance against them. I have to face them, it’s my only choice.” Goten stood up and gave Korian a determined look, “You can’t fight them alone. I’m going with you.” Trunks looked up from his seated position on the sofa and stood up with a sigh. Mai reached out suddenly and grabbed his hand looking to him with pleading eyes not to be so rash. He gave her a sympathetic look, but she knew in her heart that he would never abandon his friends. As he stood, he placed a hand on Goten’s shoulder, “I can’t very well let you go by yourself, can I?” Bulma stood up herself and spread her hands out like she was putting a stop to that idea, “I don’t think so you two! You heard what he said about them, he was a Super Saiyan God and they nearly killed him. I’m putting a stop to this before you all go off and get yourselves killed!” Trunks gave his mother a serious look, “Mom, if we don’t do something now then there’s no telling when they come here next. I’m not going to stand by and let that happen.” Trunks’ eyes fell down to Mai apologetically, but she trusted that he was making the right choice. Bulma rubbed her temples and relented after thinking it over because she knew there was realistically no other option, “Fine, but you better not do anything reckless!” Trunks smiled and nodded to Bulma, “I won’t let you down.” Sorrel stood up and walked a few paces across the room, “I’m going to check on Kuroba. Don’t go charging off like a couple of half-cocked idiots. We need to come up with a strategy.” Korian looked at both Goten and Trunks, “Goten, what about your older brother? Isn’t he training again?” Goten nodded to him, “Yeah, he’s gotten stronger, but if Gohan goes with us then that would really only leave Mr. Piccolo to look after Earth.” he shrugged, “I don’t even know if my dad is on the planet so is that a risk we want to take?” Korian cupped his chin thoughtfully with his thumb and index finger, “Looks like we have to make do with what we’ve got.” Korian turned his attention over to Bulma, “I hate to ask, but do you happen to have any spare battle suits left over?” Korian patted his ripped undershirt and held up his hands to showcase his broken bracers on his wrists, “Mine got kind of broken.” Bulma crossed her arms over her chest and started tapping her foot while looking huffy, “I swear Korian, is this all I’m good for? Food and repairs?” Korian waved his hands and shook his head, “No, no, no, Bulma, you’re such a good friend and genius engineer, I only trust your work.” He began to chuckle nervously while he rubbed the back of his head. Bulma seemed to be placated ever so slightly and unfolded her arms in a sign of relent, “Well, since you do recognize that I am the best, I do happen to have some spares lying around.” Korian gave her a thumbs up and she went to pick up her cellphone, “Listen, I’m going to give Gohan a call to let him know what’s going on, then I’ll go dig up what you need out of storage. Until then, try to relax because you’re wound tighter than a two zeni watch.” Bulma disappeared down the hall talking to Gohan on the phone. Korian fell back onto the sofa and looked over to Kitsune who was lounging in her sweat suit flipping through the channels on the T.V. “You don’t think I’m overreacting, do you? She paused from watching a daytime soap opera and turned her head slightly in his direction. She eyed him for a moment without saying anything and turned her attention back to her program. Korian felt gut punched and slumped over onto his side in defeat. Goten, Trunks, and Mai felt awkward watching him get beat down without a single word being uttered.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">After a few hours, Korian cleaned up and got himself dressed in the spare battle suit that Bulma had provided. Sorrel had joined Kuroba in one of the bedrooms for a nap. Trunks and Mai had slipped away to spend some quality time with one another. Meanwhile, Goten was awkwardly sitting across from Kitsune while she continued to watch daytime television. His eyes sidled over to the side nervously from time to time, but he wasn’t brave enough to try and strike up a conversation with her. She very slyly noticed his awkward glances out of the corner of her eye, so she decided to speak up, “Did anyone ever tell you it’s rude to stare.” Goten was caught off guard by her comment and waved his hands defensively, “No, I wasn’t staring, it’s just that we’ve never been formally introduced to one another.” Kitsune turned off the T.V. with the remote and turned her attention fully over to him, “Oh, is that all? I’m Kitsune, Shihori’s grandmother. Pleased to meet you.” He blinked and scratched his head, “But you’re a fox.” Kitsune narrowed her eyes and looked a bit annoyed by his comment, “Last time I checked.” Goten began to sweat when he realized that came out wrong, “I’m sorry that was rude. Never mind.” It became awkwardly silent while Kitsune continued to eyeball him. “Good talk.” She turned the T.V. back on and continued watching a game show.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Suddenly, Goten’s senses became overwhelmed when he felt an enormous energy signature closing in from a great distance. He stood up abruptly which drew Kitsune’s attention to it as well, “Oh no, this could be trouble.” Goten rushed outside without saying a word and he spotted Korian already outside on the lawn looking around for the source of the powerful ki. Goten stopped next to him, “Do you feel that?” Trunks hurried out onto the second-floor balcony putting his shirt back on and he turned back to Mai, “Stay inside.” He leapt down over the railing and landed in the yard near Goten and Korian, “That’s some enormous energy. Is it the enemy?!” Korian’s attention was focused up in the air now as a lone figure came down from the sky at high rate of speed. Bulma came out onto the patio above them, having been alerted to something happening by the sonic boom that echoed across the sky, “What’s going on? Are we under attack?” Korian smirked as he stayed focused on the sky, “No, I know that ki anywhere.” Everyone else focused their attention to the clear blue sky and then Trunks and Goten realized who it belonged to as well. Goten called out with excitement, “It’s Shihori!”</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">The young lady came straight down from the sky with her arms tucked back at her sides, her ears and hair whipping behind her in the wind as she flew. She had a focused expression on her face and as she came closer, she swooped up and came in for a soft, controlled landing on the lawn. Shihori was wearing Bulma’s newly designed battle suit, her chest plate was the same design as before, but her under suit was now dark blue which matched the same colors Korian wore. Her hair appeared a bit longer, going past her shoulders. She had her sword sheathed on her left hip and it was affixed to her waist via a gold obi belt. There was also a brown bag tied to the right side of her belt. Her gloves were reinforced on the back of each hand and each reinforcing was the same pattern and color as the reinforced toe caps on Vegeta’s boots, the gloves were now fingerless to allow her better use of her sword. The boots were the same style as Vegeta’s newer designed boots with gold colored toe caps. She smiled when she saw her father waiting for her out on the lawn, “Hey guys, did you miss me?” Korian and Shihori stepped forward toward one another, each of them having a grin painted across their faces. Once they were a few paces from one another, Korian threw open his arms and Shihori latched onto him giving him a loving embrace. Korian ran his hand over her ears and her dark brown hair, “I’m glad you’re safe, honey bunny.” She stepped back from the embrace and a more focused expression befell her face, “Never better Papa. So, I take it you know about Kanzō and his friends?” Korian crossed his arms and thought for a moment how he should break the news of his depowering to her, but he figured he would just shoot straight with her, “Yeah, unfortunately things are a lot more complicated than they seem, you see I’ve lost my-” The front door burst open and standing in the threshold was a short statured rabbit with a raging fire alight in her eyes. Sorrel came charging outside with her arms wide, “My baby!!!!” Shihori looked nervous as her mother came charging at her and nearly bowled over when she threw herself on top of her in a clingy hug. Sorrel kissed her all over her face and began doting on her appearance, “Honey bunny, look at your hair it’s gotten so long, are you okay? Have you been getting enough to eat?” Shihori’s face grew red with embarrassment as she looked to her father for support. Korian looked away and mocked whistling as a sign he was minding his own business in this situation. Goten knew better to stay quiet but Trunks snickered behind his hand which caught Sorrel’s attention. She was on him in an instant and standing in a haughty pose with her fists on her hips, “Ya got something to say? HM?!” Trunks was taken aback by the sheer speed of her reaction and waved his hands at her defensively, “No, no no! I’m good.” Sorrel turned her attention back to Shihori and immediately became sweet again. She took her by the arm and began to lead her back to the main house, “Let’s head inside honey. We’ve got some things to discuss.” Shihori looked nervous and still had a tinge of embarrassment about her, “Uh, sure thing Mama. Lead the way.” She looked to her father or anyone for that matter with an expression that said, ‘Help me!’</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">The group was situated in the living room with everyone seated around in a semi-circle. Shihori had removed her sword and had it was leaning up against the side of the sofa so she could sit more comfortably. Kuroba was standing in her lap and seemed to be opening up quite a bit from his earlier trauma. He was reaching up to play with her ears which made her smile as he seemed to be returning to his old self. Korian was bringing Shihori up to speed on what happened back home, “I can’t go Super Saiyan God anymore. Borbon drained all the god ki from my body and as it stands, when I attempted to fight her, she defeated me in Blue like I was nothing to her.” Shihori nodded as she listened to her father lay out the details of their predicament, “So, she’s the one pulling the strings, huh? I should have known when Kanzō kept bringing up the gods.” She looked at Kuroba feeling a reignited sense of determination to set things right so they could resume their peaceful existence, “Angels may be powerful, but they’re still living beings. If I get my chance, I’ll take that bitch’s head off before she even knows what hit her.” Sorrel shook her head in denial at Shihori’s brash comments, “I don’t think things are going to be that simple. Look at what happened last time you fought one of her underlings, not to mention what happened to your father. She’s not to be taken lightly.” Shihori quickly shot her a stand-offish look, “Mama, this needs to happen one way or another. I’m not going to sit here waiting for them to show up and kill us all! I’m going with Papa, that’s final.” Sorrel’s brow sank in anger like she was about to start arguing with her daughter but Korian stood up which drew their attention, “I hate to admit it, but she’s right. Taking Shihori along gives us our best chance at victory.” Korian turned his eyes over to Shihori and spoke with a sense of excitement in his voice, “I sensed your power when you arrived. You can’t fool me, I bet you’re even stronger than I am!” Shihori sat Kuroba down on the sofa and stood to walk over to her father. He reached out and put a hand on her shoulder with a smile, “I’m really proud of you. You’ve grown into such a strong, beautiful woman, there’s no one I’d rather have fight by my side.” Shihori blushed with embarrassment at her father’s words of encouragement but managed to give him a grateful smile, “Thanks Papa.” Goten and Trunks both stood up with equal enthusiasm. Trunks gave her a thumbs up, “Your dad is right Shihori. Now that we have you on our side, I’m sure we can win!” Goten stepped up behind her and he shyly reached out to her but hesitated to make physical contact. He let his hand drop and cleared his throat, “We’re with you Shihori, no matter what.” Shihori directed her eyes toward Goten but she wasn’t smiling like before. Goten’s heart sank and he realized that their relationship would never be the same ever again. Shihori pursed her lips thoughtfully, “Thanks Goten. I’m glad you’re coming with us.” He perked back up, but she had already redirected her attention back to Korian, “So, where do we start Papa?” Korian looked to his other family members for a moment before returning his attention to Shihori, “We go to find more allies in Universe 9. The Trio de Dangers, Hopp, any of your former teammates from the tournament Sorrel. We need all the help we can get from trained fighters to take back our home.” Sorrel grabbed up Kuroba from the sofa and walked up to Korian, “You take care of our baby girl out there Korian, it goes without saying that you all come home to us safe.” Korian reached out and pulled his wife and son into a hug. He leaned forward to give her a kiss and he planted one on Kuroba’s head, “I love you guys.” Shihori got in on the hug and kissed her mother and Kuroba, “Don’t worry Mama. I’ve got his back.” Sorrel nodded understandingly to both of them but still fought back the anxiety she felt worrying over their safety. She was damn proud of them both and felt comfort in knowing that they would do anything to keep each other safe. Shihori went to hug Kitsune in her Capsule Corp. sweat suit and the sly fox lovingly stroked her long dark brown hair, “I’m proud of you my child. There’s nothing you can’t accomplish when you put your mind to it.” Mai approached Shihori and gave her a hug, “Come back in one piece. Otherwise, who is going to make my life so crazy?” Shihori nodded with a smile, “Do me a favor and keep my mom company while we’re gone. I know she may seem fine but deep down I know she’s a nervous wreck.” Mai gave her a reassuring smile, “Absolutely.” Trunks hugged Bulma who was looking apprehensive about letting him go but she didn’t put up any further complaint to his decision. Once they had separated Mai surprised Trunks by grabbing him up and kissing him deeply, he was shocked at first but eased into the kiss to share in the feeling of passion with her. Mai broke the kiss and reached over to hold him by the cheeks, “Come back to me, Trunks.” He reached up to touch the back of her hand while she held onto his face, “Mai….” He looked into her beautiful dark eyes that were filled with apprehension to let him go, “I’ll come back to you, I promise.” She leaned forward to hold onto him for a moment longer, she felt almost unwilling to let him go. Goten watched the display of affection between Trunks and Mai, it made him long for what he once had with Shihori. He turned his attention over to her and caught her eyes looking at him but they both awkwardly looked away like they were embarrassed they had noticed one another. Korian directed Goten and Trunks to step up near him and contact him for their journey over to Universe 9. Shihori made sure to secure her sword and also the mysterious brown bag she arrived with before stepping over to her father, taking him by the hand. Korian noticed the addition to her equipment and leaned over to question her, “What’s in the bag?” Shihori gave her father a sly smile, “Korin gave me a bunch of senzu, just in case,” she threw him a wink which made him chuckle. Shihori looked over to her other family members and Kuroba suddenly started waving good-bye to them, “Shi-Shi, bye bye!” Kuroba at his young age couldn’t pronounce her entire name. Shihori blew them all a kiss in return and Korian snapped them a salute with two fingers. Suddenly they vanished without a trace with a *snap*. So, their quest to free Universe 9 from the tyranny of Borbon had finally begun.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Universe 9, Planet Verted</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">The wind swept across a barren, rocky wasteland that appeared uninviting to any signs of life. There was a *snap* and fizzle of energy dissipating through the air, the four of them appeared in the middle of this inhospitable landscape. Everyone in the group began to look around, but more so the younger three of the group. Shihori squinted and tried to shield her eyes from the dust being blown by the wind. Trunks and Goten took a look around to get a lay of the land, Trunks whistled to himself, “Wow, so this is Universe 9, huh? What a shitho-” He stopped before he let that thought roll off his tongue because Shihori was giving him some serious side eye. Trunks cleared his throat and corrected himself, “I mean it’s quiet, in a charming sort of desolate wasteland kind of way.” Shihori rolled her eyes and pushed past him to join up with her father, “This isn’t my planet, dick.” Trunks just shrugged his shoulders to her like he was supposed to know that. Goten just shook his head and patted him between the shoulders as they moved up to join them. Korian scanned the horizon with his eyes but at the same time he was reaching out with his other senses, mostly importantly he was searching for power levels. He pointed off to his left over the horizon, “Over there, I sense some life signs that way. With a little luck, we’ll be able to find the Trio de Dangers and recruit them to the cause.” Korian kicked off the ground and took off into the air headed for the direction he indicated. Shihori was hot on his heels with Goten and Trunks flanking them on either side.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Korian and his group saw the large urban sprawl of a city on the horizon of the wasteland. Memories of this place from years ago came flooding back to him, it seemed like a lifetime ago when he set out with Sorrel to this place. It had been before Shihori was born, he looked over to his daughter thoughtfully and admired the strong woman she had become over the years. Shihori noticed her father’s gaze and she moved in a bit closer to them as they flew, “What’s up?” Korian shook his head, he refocused his attention on the city as it was coming up fast, “Nothing, just reminiscing.” The group landed at the edge of the city and began to walk through the empty streets, there was nary a sign of life to be had even though they could sense people in the buildings around them. Goten’s eyes panned across the cityscape to take in the surroundings, “Okay, this isn’t creepy at all. This is a pretty big place, how are we going to find your friends?” Korian kept walking with Shihori slightly behind, Trunks and Goten just behind them, they were all walking down the middle of the empty street. Korian gestured to Goten, “A few blocks down there’s a market district and beyond that a slum, around there is where we’ll find them. If there’s anybody left to find.” Up ahead there was a green skinned elderly woman that appeared from an alleyway. Shihori sped up some to catch up to her before she crossed the street, “Excuse me, ma’am!” The woman seemed to hurry along without giving Shihori a second thought, but the young lady was far faster and managed to catch up to her, “Ma’am, I’m sorry I just wanted to ask you something.” The elderly woman gave Shihori a suspicious and fearful gaze, “What do you want with me? Don’t you see I’m an old woman?” Shihori put her hands up to show her that she didn’t mean her any harm, “Easy, I’m not going to hurt you. What happened here? Why are you so afraid?” Korian, Goten, and Trunks came up behind them but kept their distance so as not to spook the old woman. She turned slightly and gave them all a look before looking back to Shihori, “You look like a strong young lady, but their strength was unlike anything I’ve ever seen in all my years. You would do well to leave this place before they come back for you too.” The woman hurried around Shihori as fast as her old bones would allow and she quickly disappeared into the front door of an adjacent apartment block. Shihori appeared puzzled by exactly what the woman meant but Korian had a fair idea of who and what she meant. He walked up to Shihori and put his hand on her shoulder to direct her onward, “Come on honey. We should go.” Shihori felt a little unsure about what to do but she quickly relented and followed her father’s lead. Korian motioned for Goten and Trunks to catch up, “We need to step it up guys” Korian didn’t care about appearances any longer and took off into the air to fly above the rooftops of the buildings. The others followed suit and they quickly made headway to their destination which was the market.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Not long after they arrived at their destination and settled down on the ground in the middle of the market, at least what used to be the market, there was signs of battle damage everywhere. Vendors tables were smashed to smithereens, impact craters littered the street, and the surrounding building were pock marked with hits from ki. Korian surveyed the scene and groaned to himself in frustration, “This doesn’t look good.” Goten was keeping a look-out when he noticed that several people were milling around trying to sort through the wreckage of what used to be a bustling inner-city market. He pointed them out for the others to see, “Looks guys, more people.” Their attention was directed to the group of people that Goten pointed out. Korian gave him a nod, “Good eye Goten. Let’s go see if we can find anything else out.” As they headed out to meet up with the other people down the street, Goten caught Shihori looking at him, but she quickly averted her eyes like she was embarrassed to be caught. He suddenly felt conflicted as to how to take Shihori’s actions, it would be best to talk to her alone, but now wasn’t the time. He put his feelings on the back burner and pressed on with the others.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Korian took point and casually approached the various people trying to collect whatever was left in one piece. They didn’t appear to be looters, so he assumed that these were the previous owners of whatever remained after the battle that happened here. Korian approached a male wolf who had the appearance of middle age due to the gray streaks in his fur, “Excuse us.” The wolf stood up to his full height from being hunched over on the ground, he was a pretty tall fellow, his height dwarfing Korian. “What do you want?” his tone sounded irritated to be bothered while he was trying to pick up the piece of his livelihood off the ground. Korian was sympathetic and he didn’t let the man’s tone bother him, “I’m apologize, but I just wanted to ask you. Have you seen Bergamo and his brothers around? I really need to talk to them.” The wolf man’s expression suddenly shifted to one of surprise, “Friends of yours?” Korian nodded with a slight smirk and proud tone in his voice, “You could say that, it’s urgent I see them. I’m trying to stop whoever did this to your city and I can use their help.” The wolf’s features sank, his eyes looked down to the ground, he waved for Korian to follow him, “Come with me.” Korian and the others followed the man down the street to the other side of the market. He stopped and turned around pointing which directed their attention to the end of the block, there were three stakes equally spaced and planted in the ground. Sadistically impaled at the top of each stake were the decapitated heads of Bergamo, Basil, and Lavender. Shihori put her hand over her mouth in shock. Goten and Trunks were stunned as they eyed the scene with disgust. Korian on the other hand clenched his fists tightly in anger. The wolf man stepped back over to Korian and he put a hand on his shoulder, “They were good boys and they didn’t deserve what they did to them. They said this was a reminder to anyone who defied them. They said if we take it down that our heads will go up in their place.” Korian’s face quivered in anger, “I swear to you that I’ll bring them the justice they deserve.” Korian looked up to the man with fire and determination in his eyes. Shihori was disgusted by the actions she saw displayed here today and turned back toward Goten and Trunks. She gathered up with them and displayed a troubled expression which they took notice. Trunks turned his attention over to her from Goten, “Are you going to be alright?” Shihori shook her head and lashed out a hand in the air in a display of frustration, “No, I’m not. All this talk of peace was complete bullshit, they’re just taking out the opposition. After that, who knows what they’re capable of doing.” Korian came back over to the other three still upset by what they all witnessed here, it was even in his voice when he spoke, “We need to leave, we’re going to Metius before it’s too late.” Shihori’s mood perked up when Korian proclaimed their next destination and it showed by her ears standing up excitedly on her head, “That’s a great idea! Aunt Hopp is a real strong fighter!” Goten and Trunks appeared confused by Shihori’s outburst and Trunks decided to pry a little more information, “Aunt? Your mom has a sister?” Shihori shook her head, “No, she’s one of my mom’s best friends and she’s a cat not a rabbit.” Trunks’ mouth was hanging open from disbelief and confusion, “Your universe just keeps getting stranger and stranger.” Goten found it funny and stifled some laughter so as not to upset Shihori. The boys were surprised when Korian slapped his hands down on their shoulders, “We’re going.” Shihori quickly clung to her father’s chest and the four of them rapidly disappeared with a *snap*.</span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="India Actual, post: 2752, member: 80"] [FONT=verdana][B][SIZE=5]Chapter 8: (Part 8)[/SIZE][/B] Universe 7, Earth The Capsule Corp. 579 VTOL landed in a large open courtyard at the Capsule Corp. estate. Once the aircraft had successfully set down, the large loading ramp at the rear of the aircraft lowered to the ground. Bulma exited followed by Trunks, Goten, and Mai onto the grounds of Capsule Corp. Bulma had turned to speak to them as they continued walking, “I guess I should work on trying to contact Whis so we can get a message over to Korian.” She sighed as she just made a realization, “I can already hear Whis berating me for using him in a game of telephone.” Suddenly, there was a *snap* of energy directly in front of Bulma which startled her. She was surprised by the sudden appearance of Korian, Sorrel, Kitsune, and Kuroba out of thin air, she fell onto her backside and began screaming in fright. This startled Korian as well and he reared back in fright letting out his own startled yell. Sorrel looked between Bulma and her husband, who was acting like a big baby. She rolled her eyes as she stepped forward to lend Bulma hand off the ground, “Sorry for barging in on you like this but we have a situation on our hands.” The three teens standing back a bit just looked at one another and blinked. Goten stepped forward and dared to ask the question that was on all their minds, “What kind of situation?” Bulma dusted herself off and looked down at Sorrel who had some concern in her eyes, “Come on inside, I’ll explain everything. After everyone headed inside and had some time to settle in, Korian’s group had something to eat which they all sorely needed. Kitsune got a change of clothes, but the only thing that fit her busty figure was Capsule Corp. hoody and sweatpants. She cut a hole in the seat of the sweatpants to make room for her tail, “It’s suitably comfortable” she said as she sat down amongst the group. Sorrel came back from the other room after she laid Kuroba down for a nap, she looked to Bulma with a smile of appreciation, “Thank you so much. He’s been really shaken up by everything that’s happened. I’m glad he can finally get proper rest.” Bulma waved her hand with a smile, “It’s really no trouble at all.” She turned her attention to Bulla who was laying on the floor coloring with some crayons. Korian’s group and the teens began to swap stories to catch one another up to speed, Sorrel’s face was aghast that they had managed to send someone after Shihori in Universe 7. “If I get my hands on him, I swear, I will tear him a new assho-” Korian was sitting next to her, he placed his hand on her shoulder which stopped her from continuing on with her angry outburst. He turned his attention to Goten, looking for answers about his daughter, since he knew she was most likely to be in his company he figured he would be the best source of information, “Goten, where’s Shihori?” The young man hesitated in giving his response and suddenly appeared sheepish having to face her parents, “She’s at Look-out in the Room of Spirit and Time. She’s been in there most of the day.” Sorrel leaned forward and looked at Goten suspiciously, “How come you’re not with her? After everything that’s happened, you’re just going to leave her by herself?” Korian gave him because he was equally curious to hear the answer himself. Goten gulped and began to fidget with his hands, “Well, uh, you see, she wanted to be alone and we kind of broke up.” Sorrel shot off the sofa in an instant and was up in Goten’s face which caused the young man to reel backward with a terrified expression on his face. This tiny rabbit was over the top of him shoving a finger into the tip of his nose, “What did you do?! If you hurt her Son Goten, I swear to all the Supreme Kais of every freaking universe that you will suffer!” Korian stood up and plucked his rabid wife off of him before she could carry on any further assault. He directed her to sit back down on the sofa, “Easy honey. I’m sure they have their reasons and we need to respect them.” Goten breathed a sigh of relief and averted his eyes from Sorrel. She crossed her arms and let out a *Hmph* while Korian changed the topic of conversation. “There’s something else I have to tell you.” He folded his hands together and hesitated for moment trying to think of the best way to say what he wanted to, “I-I can’t transform using god ki any longer. The Angel I fought used a technique to forcibly strip it from my body.” He began to surmise the more he thought about the experience over and over, “Seeing that we don’t naturally possess that power, it gives to reason that it’s like she said to me ‘What can be given, can also be taken away’.” Goten and Trunks looked a bit disconcerted after hearing that there was someone with those kind of abilities on the enemies’ side. Trunks spoke up, “Shihori said to us that she didn’t stand a chance against the one that attacked her. Then you’re saying there’s people even stronger than him? So, what’re we going to do?” Korian stood up looking thoughtful and shook his head, “I don’t know, but with Vegeta off-world and Kakarot missing in action, I doubt any of us really stand a chance against them. I have to face them, it’s my only choice.” Goten stood up and gave Korian a determined look, “You can’t fight them alone. I’m going with you.” Trunks looked up from his seated position on the sofa and stood up with a sigh. Mai reached out suddenly and grabbed his hand looking to him with pleading eyes not to be so rash. He gave her a sympathetic look, but she knew in her heart that he would never abandon his friends. As he stood, he placed a hand on Goten’s shoulder, “I can’t very well let you go by yourself, can I?” Bulma stood up herself and spread her hands out like she was putting a stop to that idea, “I don’t think so you two! You heard what he said about them, he was a Super Saiyan God and they nearly killed him. I’m putting a stop to this before you all go off and get yourselves killed!” Trunks gave his mother a serious look, “Mom, if we don’t do something now then there’s no telling when they come here next. I’m not going to stand by and let that happen.” Trunks’ eyes fell down to Mai apologetically, but she trusted that he was making the right choice. Bulma rubbed her temples and relented after thinking it over because she knew there was realistically no other option, “Fine, but you better not do anything reckless!” Trunks smiled and nodded to Bulma, “I won’t let you down.” Sorrel stood up and walked a few paces across the room, “I’m going to check on Kuroba. Don’t go charging off like a couple of half-cocked idiots. We need to come up with a strategy.” Korian looked at both Goten and Trunks, “Goten, what about your older brother? Isn’t he training again?” Goten nodded to him, “Yeah, he’s gotten stronger, but if Gohan goes with us then that would really only leave Mr. Piccolo to look after Earth.” he shrugged, “I don’t even know if my dad is on the planet so is that a risk we want to take?” Korian cupped his chin thoughtfully with his thumb and index finger, “Looks like we have to make do with what we’ve got.” Korian turned his attention over to Bulma, “I hate to ask, but do you happen to have any spare battle suits left over?” Korian patted his ripped undershirt and held up his hands to showcase his broken bracers on his wrists, “Mine got kind of broken.” Bulma crossed her arms over her chest and started tapping her foot while looking huffy, “I swear Korian, is this all I’m good for? Food and repairs?” Korian waved his hands and shook his head, “No, no, no, Bulma, you’re such a good friend and genius engineer, I only trust your work.” He began to chuckle nervously while he rubbed the back of his head. Bulma seemed to be placated ever so slightly and unfolded her arms in a sign of relent, “Well, since you do recognize that I am the best, I do happen to have some spares lying around.” Korian gave her a thumbs up and she went to pick up her cellphone, “Listen, I’m going to give Gohan a call to let him know what’s going on, then I’ll go dig up what you need out of storage. Until then, try to relax because you’re wound tighter than a two zeni watch.” Bulma disappeared down the hall talking to Gohan on the phone. Korian fell back onto the sofa and looked over to Kitsune who was lounging in her sweat suit flipping through the channels on the T.V. “You don’t think I’m overreacting, do you? She paused from watching a daytime soap opera and turned her head slightly in his direction. She eyed him for a moment without saying anything and turned her attention back to her program. Korian felt gut punched and slumped over onto his side in defeat. Goten, Trunks, and Mai felt awkward watching him get beat down without a single word being uttered. After a few hours, Korian cleaned up and got himself dressed in the spare battle suit that Bulma had provided. Sorrel had joined Kuroba in one of the bedrooms for a nap. Trunks and Mai had slipped away to spend some quality time with one another. Meanwhile, Goten was awkwardly sitting across from Kitsune while she continued to watch daytime television. His eyes sidled over to the side nervously from time to time, but he wasn’t brave enough to try and strike up a conversation with her. She very slyly noticed his awkward glances out of the corner of her eye, so she decided to speak up, “Did anyone ever tell you it’s rude to stare.” Goten was caught off guard by her comment and waved his hands defensively, “No, I wasn’t staring, it’s just that we’ve never been formally introduced to one another.” Kitsune turned off the T.V. with the remote and turned her attention fully over to him, “Oh, is that all? I’m Kitsune, Shihori’s grandmother. Pleased to meet you.” He blinked and scratched his head, “But you’re a fox.” Kitsune narrowed her eyes and looked a bit annoyed by his comment, “Last time I checked.” Goten began to sweat when he realized that came out wrong, “I’m sorry that was rude. Never mind.” It became awkwardly silent while Kitsune continued to eyeball him. “Good talk.” She turned the T.V. back on and continued watching a game show. Suddenly, Goten’s senses became overwhelmed when he felt an enormous energy signature closing in from a great distance. He stood up abruptly which drew Kitsune’s attention to it as well, “Oh no, this could be trouble.” Goten rushed outside without saying a word and he spotted Korian already outside on the lawn looking around for the source of the powerful ki. Goten stopped next to him, “Do you feel that?” Trunks hurried out onto the second-floor balcony putting his shirt back on and he turned back to Mai, “Stay inside.” He leapt down over the railing and landed in the yard near Goten and Korian, “That’s some enormous energy. Is it the enemy?!” Korian’s attention was focused up in the air now as a lone figure came down from the sky at high rate of speed. Bulma came out onto the patio above them, having been alerted to something happening by the sonic boom that echoed across the sky, “What’s going on? Are we under attack?” Korian smirked as he stayed focused on the sky, “No, I know that ki anywhere.” Everyone else focused their attention to the clear blue sky and then Trunks and Goten realized who it belonged to as well. Goten called out with excitement, “It’s Shihori!” The young lady came straight down from the sky with her arms tucked back at her sides, her ears and hair whipping behind her in the wind as she flew. She had a focused expression on her face and as she came closer, she swooped up and came in for a soft, controlled landing on the lawn. Shihori was wearing Bulma’s newly designed battle suit, her chest plate was the same design as before, but her under suit was now dark blue which matched the same colors Korian wore. Her hair appeared a bit longer, going past her shoulders. She had her sword sheathed on her left hip and it was affixed to her waist via a gold obi belt. There was also a brown bag tied to the right side of her belt. Her gloves were reinforced on the back of each hand and each reinforcing was the same pattern and color as the reinforced toe caps on Vegeta’s boots, the gloves were now fingerless to allow her better use of her sword. The boots were the same style as Vegeta’s newer designed boots with gold colored toe caps. She smiled when she saw her father waiting for her out on the lawn, “Hey guys, did you miss me?” Korian and Shihori stepped forward toward one another, each of them having a grin painted across their faces. Once they were a few paces from one another, Korian threw open his arms and Shihori latched onto him giving him a loving embrace. Korian ran his hand over her ears and her dark brown hair, “I’m glad you’re safe, honey bunny.” She stepped back from the embrace and a more focused expression befell her face, “Never better Papa. So, I take it you know about Kanzō and his friends?” Korian crossed his arms and thought for a moment how he should break the news of his depowering to her, but he figured he would just shoot straight with her, “Yeah, unfortunately things are a lot more complicated than they seem, you see I’ve lost my-” The front door burst open and standing in the threshold was a short statured rabbit with a raging fire alight in her eyes. Sorrel came charging outside with her arms wide, “My baby!!!!” Shihori looked nervous as her mother came charging at her and nearly bowled over when she threw herself on top of her in a clingy hug. Sorrel kissed her all over her face and began doting on her appearance, “Honey bunny, look at your hair it’s gotten so long, are you okay? Have you been getting enough to eat?” Shihori’s face grew red with embarrassment as she looked to her father for support. Korian looked away and mocked whistling as a sign he was minding his own business in this situation. Goten knew better to stay quiet but Trunks snickered behind his hand which caught Sorrel’s attention. She was on him in an instant and standing in a haughty pose with her fists on her hips, “Ya got something to say? HM?!” Trunks was taken aback by the sheer speed of her reaction and waved his hands at her defensively, “No, no no! I’m good.” Sorrel turned her attention back to Shihori and immediately became sweet again. She took her by the arm and began to lead her back to the main house, “Let’s head inside honey. We’ve got some things to discuss.” Shihori looked nervous and still had a tinge of embarrassment about her, “Uh, sure thing Mama. Lead the way.” She looked to her father or anyone for that matter with an expression that said, ‘Help me!’ The group was situated in the living room with everyone seated around in a semi-circle. Shihori had removed her sword and had it was leaning up against the side of the sofa so she could sit more comfortably. Kuroba was standing in her lap and seemed to be opening up quite a bit from his earlier trauma. He was reaching up to play with her ears which made her smile as he seemed to be returning to his old self. Korian was bringing Shihori up to speed on what happened back home, “I can’t go Super Saiyan God anymore. Borbon drained all the god ki from my body and as it stands, when I attempted to fight her, she defeated me in Blue like I was nothing to her.” Shihori nodded as she listened to her father lay out the details of their predicament, “So, she’s the one pulling the strings, huh? I should have known when Kanzō kept bringing up the gods.” She looked at Kuroba feeling a reignited sense of determination to set things right so they could resume their peaceful existence, “Angels may be powerful, but they’re still living beings. If I get my chance, I’ll take that bitch’s head off before she even knows what hit her.” Sorrel shook her head in denial at Shihori’s brash comments, “I don’t think things are going to be that simple. Look at what happened last time you fought one of her underlings, not to mention what happened to your father. She’s not to be taken lightly.” Shihori quickly shot her a stand-offish look, “Mama, this needs to happen one way or another. I’m not going to sit here waiting for them to show up and kill us all! I’m going with Papa, that’s final.” Sorrel’s brow sank in anger like she was about to start arguing with her daughter but Korian stood up which drew their attention, “I hate to admit it, but she’s right. Taking Shihori along gives us our best chance at victory.” Korian turned his eyes over to Shihori and spoke with a sense of excitement in his voice, “I sensed your power when you arrived. You can’t fool me, I bet you’re even stronger than I am!” Shihori sat Kuroba down on the sofa and stood to walk over to her father. He reached out and put a hand on her shoulder with a smile, “I’m really proud of you. You’ve grown into such a strong, beautiful woman, there’s no one I’d rather have fight by my side.” Shihori blushed with embarrassment at her father’s words of encouragement but managed to give him a grateful smile, “Thanks Papa.” Goten and Trunks both stood up with equal enthusiasm. Trunks gave her a thumbs up, “Your dad is right Shihori. Now that we have you on our side, I’m sure we can win!” Goten stepped up behind her and he shyly reached out to her but hesitated to make physical contact. He let his hand drop and cleared his throat, “We’re with you Shihori, no matter what.” Shihori directed her eyes toward Goten but she wasn’t smiling like before. Goten’s heart sank and he realized that their relationship would never be the same ever again. Shihori pursed her lips thoughtfully, “Thanks Goten. I’m glad you’re coming with us.” He perked back up, but she had already redirected her attention back to Korian, “So, where do we start Papa?” Korian looked to his other family members for a moment before returning his attention to Shihori, “We go to find more allies in Universe 9. The Trio de Dangers, Hopp, any of your former teammates from the tournament Sorrel. We need all the help we can get from trained fighters to take back our home.” Sorrel grabbed up Kuroba from the sofa and walked up to Korian, “You take care of our baby girl out there Korian, it goes without saying that you all come home to us safe.” Korian reached out and pulled his wife and son into a hug. He leaned forward to give her a kiss and he planted one on Kuroba’s head, “I love you guys.” Shihori got in on the hug and kissed her mother and Kuroba, “Don’t worry Mama. I’ve got his back.” Sorrel nodded understandingly to both of them but still fought back the anxiety she felt worrying over their safety. She was damn proud of them both and felt comfort in knowing that they would do anything to keep each other safe. Shihori went to hug Kitsune in her Capsule Corp. sweat suit and the sly fox lovingly stroked her long dark brown hair, “I’m proud of you my child. There’s nothing you can’t accomplish when you put your mind to it.” Mai approached Shihori and gave her a hug, “Come back in one piece. Otherwise, who is going to make my life so crazy?” Shihori nodded with a smile, “Do me a favor and keep my mom company while we’re gone. I know she may seem fine but deep down I know she’s a nervous wreck.” Mai gave her a reassuring smile, “Absolutely.” Trunks hugged Bulma who was looking apprehensive about letting him go but she didn’t put up any further complaint to his decision. Once they had separated Mai surprised Trunks by grabbing him up and kissing him deeply, he was shocked at first but eased into the kiss to share in the feeling of passion with her. Mai broke the kiss and reached over to hold him by the cheeks, “Come back to me, Trunks.” He reached up to touch the back of her hand while she held onto his face, “Mai….” He looked into her beautiful dark eyes that were filled with apprehension to let him go, “I’ll come back to you, I promise.” She leaned forward to hold onto him for a moment longer, she felt almost unwilling to let him go. Goten watched the display of affection between Trunks and Mai, it made him long for what he once had with Shihori. He turned his attention over to her and caught her eyes looking at him but they both awkwardly looked away like they were embarrassed they had noticed one another. Korian directed Goten and Trunks to step up near him and contact him for their journey over to Universe 9. Shihori made sure to secure her sword and also the mysterious brown bag she arrived with before stepping over to her father, taking him by the hand. Korian noticed the addition to her equipment and leaned over to question her, “What’s in the bag?” Shihori gave her father a sly smile, “Korin gave me a bunch of senzu, just in case,” she threw him a wink which made him chuckle. Shihori looked over to her other family members and Kuroba suddenly started waving good-bye to them, “Shi-Shi, bye bye!” Kuroba at his young age couldn’t pronounce her entire name. Shihori blew them all a kiss in return and Korian snapped them a salute with two fingers. Suddenly they vanished without a trace with a *snap*. So, their quest to free Universe 9 from the tyranny of Borbon had finally begun. Universe 9, Planet Verted The wind swept across a barren, rocky wasteland that appeared uninviting to any signs of life. There was a *snap* and fizzle of energy dissipating through the air, the four of them appeared in the middle of this inhospitable landscape. Everyone in the group began to look around, but more so the younger three of the group. Shihori squinted and tried to shield her eyes from the dust being blown by the wind. Trunks and Goten took a look around to get a lay of the land, Trunks whistled to himself, “Wow, so this is Universe 9, huh? What a shitho-” He stopped before he let that thought roll off his tongue because Shihori was giving him some serious side eye. Trunks cleared his throat and corrected himself, “I mean it’s quiet, in a charming sort of desolate wasteland kind of way.” Shihori rolled her eyes and pushed past him to join up with her father, “This isn’t my planet, dick.” Trunks just shrugged his shoulders to her like he was supposed to know that. Goten just shook his head and patted him between the shoulders as they moved up to join them. Korian scanned the horizon with his eyes but at the same time he was reaching out with his other senses, mostly importantly he was searching for power levels. He pointed off to his left over the horizon, “Over there, I sense some life signs that way. With a little luck, we’ll be able to find the Trio de Dangers and recruit them to the cause.” Korian kicked off the ground and took off into the air headed for the direction he indicated. Shihori was hot on his heels with Goten and Trunks flanking them on either side. Korian and his group saw the large urban sprawl of a city on the horizon of the wasteland. Memories of this place from years ago came flooding back to him, it seemed like a lifetime ago when he set out with Sorrel to this place. It had been before Shihori was born, he looked over to his daughter thoughtfully and admired the strong woman she had become over the years. Shihori noticed her father’s gaze and she moved in a bit closer to them as they flew, “What’s up?” Korian shook his head, he refocused his attention on the city as it was coming up fast, “Nothing, just reminiscing.” The group landed at the edge of the city and began to walk through the empty streets, there was nary a sign of life to be had even though they could sense people in the buildings around them. Goten’s eyes panned across the cityscape to take in the surroundings, “Okay, this isn’t creepy at all. This is a pretty big place, how are we going to find your friends?” Korian kept walking with Shihori slightly behind, Trunks and Goten just behind them, they were all walking down the middle of the empty street. Korian gestured to Goten, “A few blocks down there’s a market district and beyond that a slum, around there is where we’ll find them. If there’s anybody left to find.” Up ahead there was a green skinned elderly woman that appeared from an alleyway. Shihori sped up some to catch up to her before she crossed the street, “Excuse me, ma’am!” The woman seemed to hurry along without giving Shihori a second thought, but the young lady was far faster and managed to catch up to her, “Ma’am, I’m sorry I just wanted to ask you something.” The elderly woman gave Shihori a suspicious and fearful gaze, “What do you want with me? Don’t you see I’m an old woman?” Shihori put her hands up to show her that she didn’t mean her any harm, “Easy, I’m not going to hurt you. What happened here? Why are you so afraid?” Korian, Goten, and Trunks came up behind them but kept their distance so as not to spook the old woman. She turned slightly and gave them all a look before looking back to Shihori, “You look like a strong young lady, but their strength was unlike anything I’ve ever seen in all my years. You would do well to leave this place before they come back for you too.” The woman hurried around Shihori as fast as her old bones would allow and she quickly disappeared into the front door of an adjacent apartment block. Shihori appeared puzzled by exactly what the woman meant but Korian had a fair idea of who and what she meant. He walked up to Shihori and put his hand on her shoulder to direct her onward, “Come on honey. We should go.” Shihori felt a little unsure about what to do but she quickly relented and followed her father’s lead. Korian motioned for Goten and Trunks to catch up, “We need to step it up guys” Korian didn’t care about appearances any longer and took off into the air to fly above the rooftops of the buildings. The others followed suit and they quickly made headway to their destination which was the market. Not long after they arrived at their destination and settled down on the ground in the middle of the market, at least what used to be the market, there was signs of battle damage everywhere. Vendors tables were smashed to smithereens, impact craters littered the street, and the surrounding building were pock marked with hits from ki. Korian surveyed the scene and groaned to himself in frustration, “This doesn’t look good.” Goten was keeping a look-out when he noticed that several people were milling around trying to sort through the wreckage of what used to be a bustling inner-city market. He pointed them out for the others to see, “Looks guys, more people.” Their attention was directed to the group of people that Goten pointed out. Korian gave him a nod, “Good eye Goten. Let’s go see if we can find anything else out.” As they headed out to meet up with the other people down the street, Goten caught Shihori looking at him, but she quickly averted her eyes like she was embarrassed to be caught. He suddenly felt conflicted as to how to take Shihori’s actions, it would be best to talk to her alone, but now wasn’t the time. He put his feelings on the back burner and pressed on with the others. Korian took point and casually approached the various people trying to collect whatever was left in one piece. They didn’t appear to be looters, so he assumed that these were the previous owners of whatever remained after the battle that happened here. Korian approached a male wolf who had the appearance of middle age due to the gray streaks in his fur, “Excuse us.” The wolf stood up to his full height from being hunched over on the ground, he was a pretty tall fellow, his height dwarfing Korian. “What do you want?” his tone sounded irritated to be bothered while he was trying to pick up the piece of his livelihood off the ground. Korian was sympathetic and he didn’t let the man’s tone bother him, “I’m apologize, but I just wanted to ask you. Have you seen Bergamo and his brothers around? I really need to talk to them.” The wolf man’s expression suddenly shifted to one of surprise, “Friends of yours?” Korian nodded with a slight smirk and proud tone in his voice, “You could say that, it’s urgent I see them. I’m trying to stop whoever did this to your city and I can use their help.” The wolf’s features sank, his eyes looked down to the ground, he waved for Korian to follow him, “Come with me.” Korian and the others followed the man down the street to the other side of the market. He stopped and turned around pointing which directed their attention to the end of the block, there were three stakes equally spaced and planted in the ground. Sadistically impaled at the top of each stake were the decapitated heads of Bergamo, Basil, and Lavender. Shihori put her hand over her mouth in shock. Goten and Trunks were stunned as they eyed the scene with disgust. Korian on the other hand clenched his fists tightly in anger. The wolf man stepped back over to Korian and he put a hand on his shoulder, “They were good boys and they didn’t deserve what they did to them. They said this was a reminder to anyone who defied them. They said if we take it down that our heads will go up in their place.” Korian’s face quivered in anger, “I swear to you that I’ll bring them the justice they deserve.” Korian looked up to the man with fire and determination in his eyes. Shihori was disgusted by the actions she saw displayed here today and turned back toward Goten and Trunks. She gathered up with them and displayed a troubled expression which they took notice. Trunks turned his attention over to her from Goten, “Are you going to be alright?” Shihori shook her head and lashed out a hand in the air in a display of frustration, “No, I’m not. All this talk of peace was complete bullshit, they’re just taking out the opposition. After that, who knows what they’re capable of doing.” Korian came back over to the other three still upset by what they all witnessed here, it was even in his voice when he spoke, “We need to leave, we’re going to Metius before it’s too late.” Shihori’s mood perked up when Korian proclaimed their next destination and it showed by her ears standing up excitedly on her head, “That’s a great idea! Aunt Hopp is a real strong fighter!” Goten and Trunks appeared confused by Shihori’s outburst and Trunks decided to pry a little more information, “Aunt? Your mom has a sister?” Shihori shook her head, “No, she’s one of my mom’s best friends and she’s a cat not a rabbit.” Trunks’ mouth was hanging open from disbelief and confusion, “Your universe just keeps getting stranger and stranger.” Goten found it funny and stifled some laughter so as not to upset Shihori. The boys were surprised when Korian slapped his hands down on their shoulders, “We’re going.” Shihori quickly clung to her father’s chest and the four of them rapidly disappeared with a *snap*.[/FONT] [/QUOTE]
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The Saiyan of Two Universes Saga, A Dragon Ball story
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