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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: 2757" data-attributes="member: 80"><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px">Chapter 8: (Part 13)</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'">Back at Capsule Corp, Bulma had gathered everyone together for what was meant to be a peaceful family dinner. Her parents and Kitsune were occupying themselves with idle chat at the table. Bulla and Kuroba were distracted and happily playing games with one another on the floor. Bulma shifted her attention over to Sorrel who appeared quite somber and whose facial expression gave off a sense that she was struggling with her thoughts. The tiny white rabbit was staring at a glass of water she was busy swirling around. Even though it appeared as an absent-minded tick, it gave her something she could fidget with to prevent her mind from wandering too far into negative thoughts. Sorrel didn’t get sad easily, she had seen all manner of horrible things since early on in her life. She also wasn’t the type to worry over minute details, but after suffering from such non-stop stress over the past few days, she was edging closer to her emotional breaking point. Bulma pushed away from the table and stepped over to the forlorn bunny, she placed a hand on her shoulder which drew her attention, “Zeni for your thoughts?” Sorrel let out a long sigh like she had been holding in a sizable amount of tension, “Thanks for your concern, but I’ll manage.” Bulma pulled up a chair next to her and took a seat. She leaned closer to her and got uncomfortably close as she studied her facial expression, “Sorrel I can see you’re going through a lot right now and I want you to know that I can relate. I can’t even begin to tell you how many times I had to deal with Vegeta being foolhardy and putting himself in danger for the sake of his own pride. It would make me so angry I could scream, but I know the man I married, he certainly has his flaws, but I love him regardless.” Bulma gave her a kind smile which made Sorrel open herself up a bit. She turned her attention over to Kuroba who was coloring on the floor with Bulla without a care in the world, “Before you and I met, I used to be a fighter just like Korian.” Sorrel smiled to herself as she began to reminisce over past memories. “I grew up on the streets struggling for everything, food, clothing, and sometimes a warm place to sleep. Until one day, I met this boy with crazy hair and the kindest, most truthful eyes I’ve ever seen. He showed me that I was capable of so much more than fighting for selfish reasons.” Bulma was taken in by her story and smiled at hearing the origins of her relationship with Korian. “We were so young and naïve back then, but it didn’t really matter to us. We had each other and nothing meant more to me than having him by my side through all the good and the bad. We built a life together and we felt so blessed when Shihori was born, it was all so ideal that I never expected it could ever change.” Sorrel looked to Bulma with a smile as she recalled her fond memories of the past, but her expression suddenly shifted as she recalled the sadness and pain, “Then I died protecting my daughter, everything changed after that.” Sorrel tapped her fingertips against the table anxiously. “It’s not that I’m afraid of getting hurt or even dying for my family, I would gladly lay down my life for any one of them.” She raised her head so she could look Bulma in the eyes to drive the point home, “Do you know what scares me the most? I never want to experience having to watch one of my children beg me not to die ever again. I can’t even begin to describe how horrible it was as I felt my life slipping away from me. The worst part wasn’t the physical pain from my mortally wounded body or even the uncertainty of what came afterward. The most terrifying part was coming to the realization that there was nothing I could do, and I had to let my daughter watch me die.” Bulma’s expression became saddened as she listened to Sorrel’s turmoil. “You already know how hard they fought to bring me back and it was one of the warmest, most uplifting feelings in the world to learn what lengths they went through for my sake. Yet…. “She paused briefly in thought as she considered the alternatives. “Have I made the right choices since then?” Sorrel looked directly to Bulma again like she was searching for some validation. “I chose to settle down and be a mother first and foremost. I can’t be there for Korian to watch his back anymore. I can’t seem to do anything but find myself becoming I person I thought I would never. A happy, domesticated wife that has to wait for her brave husband and daughter, worrying if they’re even still alive. Even now I can’t believe I sent my daughter in my place; I feel like some kind of monster.” She closed her eyes and shook her head, “I know I’m overreacting, and I probably sound stupid, but all I want is to protect them. Now two of the people I care about most are putting their lives on the line. Just so I can go back to our house in the country and act like nothing ever happened.” She clenched her fist and held it against her chest, “I feel like I’m going to have a panic attack at any moment just thinking about it. My husband and my daughter could be dead right now. I feel disgusted with myself that my choices led me to not be there for them when they truly needed me.” Bulma squeezed her hand tightly and spoke with conviction in her voice, “You can’t let yourself think like that because it only leads to self-destruction. You have to realize that you’re what brings them back home Sorrel. Even Vegeta, with his gruff exterior puts it all on the line because of me and the kids.” Bulma pointed to Bulla and Kuroba on the floor, “If you want examples, there are two very precious reasons why they do it. No one else understands them like we do, I don’t think anyone else really can. That is the life we choose to lead; it comes with heavy burdens all its own.” Sorrel began to nod because she understood what Bulma was saying, “I know you’re right, but I’ve never had to deal with both of them going into such a high stakes situation before.” Bulma gave her a reassuring smile, “You can get through this, I know you can. I’ll stick by your side because that’s what friends are for.”</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Suddenly, the front door was opened and Vegeta crossed through the threshold followed shortly thereafter by Whis. “Oh dear, Vegeta, I would hate to impose but how am I supposed to deny a dinner invitation?” Whis said gleefully awaiting to be fed some more of Earth’s delicacies. Bulma quickly sprang to her feet and crossed the room in seemed like a fraction of a second. She was on top of Vegeta and Whis before they knew what hit them, “Just where the hell have you two been?! We have a full-blown emergency on our hands, and I don’t even get so much as a phone call?!” Vegeta was surprised and taken aback by the lightning fast assailing he began to receive from Bulma. Whis gave her a puzzled expression as she continued to berate Vegeta. Sorrel stepped in to try and provide a calmer perspective on things, “Vegeta we’re in serious trouble back home and we could really use your help.” Sorrel began to explain the entire situation about Vardier, Borbon, and their minions seizing control of their universe. Vegeta crossed his arms and started to scowl as he listened to the story about a renegade Angel terrorizing their family. Whis placed a hand over his mouth when Sorrel mentioned the Angel by name, he showed clear surprise that his sister was still alive, “Who would have thought that she survived after all this time? This is quite the predicament indeed.” Vegeta closed his eyes for a moment in contemplation and soon after uttered a scoff, “Hmph. How is this any of my problem? Let that buffoon of a husband and your daughter figure it out for themselves. I’m not going to leave Earth unprotected while Kakarot is missing in action probably playing the fool as usual.”</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Sorrel clenched her fists tightly and felt the anger rise in her chest at his rather carefree attitude toward their situation, “Listen, Vegeta! You’re not going to sit here and tell me that you’d just abandon Korian and Shihori to die. Don’t you feel anything for them as a fellow Saiyan? Aren’t they your friends?!” Vegeta growled in retort, “I don’t have friends. I have people I tolerate, now get out of my way, I’m starving.” He tried to push past Sorrel, but the white rabbit put her hand on his chest, “Don’t give me that bull shit! You need to help them Vegeta! What’s happening in my universe is certainly not going to stop there!” Vegeta eyed Sorrel’s tiny hand on his chest and he gave her stern look, “Take your hand off of me before I remove it for you.” He narrowed his eyes as he began to feel irritated with being badgered by the testy little rabbit. Bulma stepped in and seized Vegeta by the ear, pulling on it until he showed visible discomfort, “Damnit Vegeta! You are going to help Korian because our SON is there with him and you’re going to make sure my baby boy gets home safe! If I hear one more word out of your mouth, I swear that I will dismantle the gravity chamber and your ass will be sleeping on the sofa for an entire year! Do I make myself clear?!” Vegeta managed to pull himself away from Bulma and grumbled as he rubbed his sore ear, “Fine! Blasted women and your incessant nagging!” He turned his attention over to Whis, “Whis, I need a favor. Take me to Universe 9, I have to go kill your sister or whatever.” Whis was slightly shocked by the assertation and oversimplification of such a task by his pupil but brushed it aside and let out a slight chuckle, “I’ll take you Vegeta, but only on the condition that Bulma treats me to double the amount of meals from now on.” Bulma quickly stuck her hand out to shake and seal the deal with him, “We have a deal!” Whis shook on it with a smirk on his face, “What a fantastic bargain. It’s not like it’s my universe you’re going to destroy, oh well no matter…” He looked down to Sorrel for some more advanced directions, “And where am I to take your proverbial knight in shining armor?” Sorrel put her hands on her hips and stood in a thoughtful manner while she pondered the fact, “Well, I’m not quite sure, I don’t know exactly where they could be but you can always start at my house on the planet Basur and work your way from there.” Whis appeared slightly irritated by her proposal that they would have to spend time hunting them down, “Not exactly the most efficient way but I suppose it will have to do. Are you coming Vegeta?” Whis turned toward the door and began to head outside so they might depart. The Saiyan prince was still quite aggravated by Bulma and Sorrel’s demanding behavior but he relented to the request, nevertheless. Vegeta was followed outside by both Bulma and Sorrel. As he prepared to depart with Whis, Sorrel stopped him and gave him a thumbs up of approve in stark contrast to her earlier harsh verbal assault “Thanks Vegeta. I really appreciate you lending a hand.” Vegeta scoffed at her and turned his head away because he was hardly the willing volunteer, “Whatever.” Whis tapped his staff on the ground which surrounded both of them in a column of light and soon they were shot off world into parts unknown in Universe 9.</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 Metius </span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">It was hazy in the area due to the fires that continued to rage in the forest not far away. This in combination with the setting sun made the sky appear like it too was on fire. Vardier and Korian continued to trade blows with one another, both the nascent god of destruction and newly empowered Saiyan hammered at one another with such ferocity that each strike echoed with a powerful boom across the wide-open sky. Vardier caught Korian with a body blow to the abdomen with a vicious right hook, but instead of caving under pressure, Korian merely let the pain in his body drive him that much harder. Another powerful strike was sent at Korian, this time a left straight that Vardier had aimed to put Korian down once and for all before this fight drug out any further. Korian speedily ducked low under the attack and used his off hand to deflect the punch away from his body even further. Korian drove his forearm into Vardier’s face with a quick twist of his upper body. The attack caught the young man directly across his nose which produced the desired stunning effect. That was the opening that Korian had sought after for so long during this fight, he twisted his body back the other direction and brought a punishing left hook across his face. He continued on with his momentum and spun around completely, leveling Vardier down into the ground with a snap of his outside leg which was brought around in a swift roundhouse.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Vardier grunted in pain as he was laid out in a sizeable impact crater, he peeled his eyes open to look up at the red furred Saiyan hanging in the air above him. He clenched his teeth tightly together in frustration and let loose an animalistic growl when he finally managed get himself up off the ground. “Don’t you dare look at me that way….” Vardier’s voice overflowed with contempt for Korian as he stood up and wiped the blood that from his injured mouth. Korian’s golden eyes were locked onto his enemy, he displayed nothing but a purely focused, stone faced expression back at him. “…. Don’t think that you’ve won Korian! This isn’t over!” Korian launched himself toward the ground to attack Vardier, intending to put an end to him once and for all. Vardier kept his eyes locked on Korian as he gained speed in his attack pattern, the younger man took a deep breath as he raised his hand in the air. The flat of his palm was facing toward Korian who was about to impact on him, but Vardier calmly and quietly spoke a single word, a word that only he could hear as it escaped his lips, “Hakai.” Purple destruction energy sprang forth from his hand and it caught Korian by surprise with no time to maneuver. Korian was enveloped in the deadly energy and he screamed out loud in writhing pain as it began to cause damage over his entire body. Korian collapsed out of the air to the ground below, he quickly collapsed to his knees and continued to scream out in pain while the hakai threatened to tear apart his body. Vardier approached Korian with caution but each step he took toward his writhing opponent gave him peace of mind that he had finally bested him this time. Korian appeared to be completely immobilized and in an immense amount of pain. The destroyer approached him full of confidence now and peered down at his vanquished opponent with a smirk, “There was no hope for you to win this fight. Your death was only an inevitability from the moment you decided to come here. Now look at you, you’re wasting away before my eyes. I hope your body doesn’t give up on your so fast, I want you to suffer from it, Korian, because you deserve nothing less.” Vardier leaned closer him to deliver a more personal message, “Now I’m going to murder Shihori and her friends, brutally, mercilessly, and without remorse. She deserves nothing less after what she did to my friend. I only wish you could hear the screams when I methodically begin to tear her apart with my bare hands.” Vardier closed his eyes for a moment and imagined the torture he was going perform on her. He relished in it while a sadistic grin crept across his face. “Farewell, you son of a bitch.” Vardier turned away from him now and began to walk away with purpose to find Shihori and 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'">After a few seconds of listening to Korian continue to suffer, he was caught off guard when he heard the Saiyan hiss between his anguish, “I-I w-won’t let y-you!” Vardier stopped and turned back toward him with shock in his eyes, not only was he able to resist against the hakai but he was slowly beginning to stand under his own power. He was overcome with a wave of fear when he realized Korian was managing to fight back “Why?! Why won’t you die?!” Vardier yelled with an unsettling tone in his voice. The hakai that was surrounding Korian was now dwindling and somehow, he had found a way to absorb the energy into his person. Korian lifted his head and emitted a feral cry as the energy was pulled into his body. His muscles appeared to swell and show a noticeable increase in definition. He managed to bring his hands together in front of his body. There was a buildup of ki between his palms that glowed blue with a purple tinge from the hakai energy that Korian was releasing into the attack. He quickly threw his hands forward in the Kyūbiko attack pattern, an immense ki wave hurled forward in Vardier’s direction. The once cocky destroyer could only look on with a sense of dread while he crossed his arms over his body to defend against the attack. The energy smacked into him with punishing force and quickly overtook his entire body causing him to vanish inside the energy wave without a trace. Once the attack had ceased, the devastation that Korian’s Kyūbiko wave created fully came into view. A large swath of terrain was completely flattened and the very ground itself glowed hot from the searing heat the attack left in its wake. Korian saw that Vardier was still in one piece and even managed to remain standing but only just barely so. He appeared shaky and struggled to remain standing after taking such a devastating attack head-on, he lowered his burned and wounded arms from in front of his face. Korian let out a slow breath like he had been keeping built up tension in his body, “You’re not looking so good, Vardier. This lowly mortal isn’t giving a god like you trouble, am I?” Korian’s words cut very condescendingly and the Saiyan gave him a cocky smirk to punctuate. Despite his injuries Vardier wasn’t having any of Korian’s lip, he pressed his injured body forward as hard and fast as he could manage to launch himself forward to attack his foe.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">In the meantime, Shihori, Goten, and Trunks were flying across the sky leaving gold streaks of energy in their wakes while they searched for Korian and Vardier. The three of them had lost track of the explosive battle when they had disappeared toward the ground. They tried following their senses to the immense amount of power that Korian was emitting in his new transformation. Shihori abruptly pointed toward the ground which drew Goten and Trunks’ eyes toward the sight of the site of the battle between her father and Vardier, “There they are guys, come on!” The three youths came in for a landing nearby just as Vardier had launched himself forward to attack Korian. Vardier flew forward in a kamikaze blitz toward Korian, both his fists were up like his he was ready to attack but the left was held down low near his waist in reserve. He came straight at Korian with a power shot from the right side which Korian managed to duck quite easily. When he lowered his head is when Vardier sprang his trap as hakai energy came to life engulfing his left fist. Korian was off balance from the dodge of the first attack and Vardier used that momentum to sweep a vicious uppercut toward the underside of his jaw. Except Korian had expected him to try something in desperation, he had pushed him to where he wanted his mental state to be with his taunting, he wanted him to react impulsively. Korian shot both his arms inside Vardier’s guard and slammed him across the collar bone on either side of his neck with both his forearms. This stunning strike managed to create some space that allowed the sneak attack to falter and swing up harmlessly into empty air. Once he was cleared of his opponent, Korian stepped in on the outside of Vardier’s body and threw a quick right into the side of his head. The young man’s face snapped to the side from the force of the blow, his eyes went blank for a moment like he had lost consciousness. Vardier stumbled away and collapsed to his backside. Once he hit the ground, he quickly came back to his senses and popped back up to his feet. Korian spread his fighting stance wider and brought his hands up in a defensive posture as he readied for the next attack. Vardier spat on the ground which left a stain of red blood on the dirt mixed with his saliva. His eyes fell upon Korian who was waiting for his next move, his tail was swaying back and forth behind his body as if he was eager for the battle to continue. “Don’t be so cocky, you fool. Did we forget about our own family?” Vardier pointed off to the side in the direction of Shihori, Goten, and Trunks, they were a good distance away but still within visual range. Korian’s eyes nervously shot toward his daughter and her friends “Leave them out of this! This is between you and me, Vardier, no one else!” Vardier began to charge hakai energy all over his body which caused the entire area around them both to shake like a giant quake was erupting beneath their feet, “If I can’t defeat you one on one then I’ll just destroy this whole damn planet with you on it!” Korian clenched his teeth in anger at the dishonorable tactics that he was willing to resort to win, “You’re crazy! You’ll die too, Vardier!” The destroyer began to chuckle because he knew something that Korian didn’t, “You’re a damn fool! Borbon has been watching us the entire time and the minute I start the chain reaction to destroy this place, I’ll be whisked away to safety while you four die along with this planet!” He began to laugh out loud at the unsettled reaction he was getting from Korian.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Shihori had heard everything he was saying even from the distance they were standing. She turned to Goten and Trunks with a panicked look in her eyes, “He’s going to blow up the planet with us on it! We have to stop him!” Goten and Trunks were shocked by the reveal of what Vardier was up to, but they didn’t falter in their determination to see this through to the bitter end. They nodded in agreeance that they had to at least attempt to stop him before he was able to kill them all with his desperate scorched earth tactics. Before they mustered themselves together to attack Vardier, Korian yelled out loud which halted them in their tracks, “NO!! This ends now, Vardier!” A pulsating golden aura began to form around Korian’s body, the energy flared up like flames wrapping themselves around him. They quickly shrank back down and became focused into a single glowing point on his right fist. Korian quickly launched himself forward just as Vardier threw his hakai laden hands up in the air. It was his aim to destroy the planet with a massive chain reaction that would rip the world to pieces in a matter of seconds. Shihori realized what her father was attempting to do, and she brought her hands together in prayer without even realizing what she was doing. Korian came at Vardier with his right fist in a low ready position at his side. Vardier started to bring his arms down toward the ground just as Korian crossed the halfway mark between them. Everything seemed to slow down from Shihori’s perspective, it was as if she could count the heartbeats in between each move she witnessed.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Suddenly, Korian vanished in the middle of his charge which not only surprised Shihori but gave Vardier a bewildered expression like he didn’t understand what was happening, “What?! Where did he…” Korian quickly reappeared directly in front of Vardier as his arms were coming down to disperse the hakai into the planet. Korian launched a speedy uppercut with his ki laden fist before Vardier managed to bring his arms down to attack. The young man had shifted his attack in a state of panic toward Korian so that if he failed to destroy the planet then he might succeed in destroying him. Korian stated confidently as the two were about to contact one another, “This is from Shihori!” His fist cleared between Vardier’s arms as the golden energy exploded outward toward the sky, “USAGI NO KEN!” The Saiyan cried out loud with fury as he swept his fist skyward in a colossal explosion of energy. Vardier’s arms were violently blown back by the explosive release of energy as Korian’s fist completed its arc. Vardier’s chest was ripped open in a gory display of blood and shattered bone. He began to scream in agony and desperation as his body was decimated from the effects of Korian’s last ditch effort.</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 landed on his feet with a hiss of pain since he couldn’t feel his right arm that well anymore. He quickly spun around to see Vardier fall back down to the earth with a gaping wound running the length of his chest. His olive-green skin was splayed open and burned black at the edges of the massive wound. You could clearly the muscle and bone underneath that was slick with red blood as it oozed steadily from his body. His arms were completely obliterated from the forearms down to where his hands should have been. What was left of his limbs were sprawled out to either side of his body. The remaining flesh was blackened from the super-heated release of energy. Korian was out of breath after the attack landed because in his mind it was a do or die effort that he rolled the dice would work to save them all. Slightly bruised and battered from their knockdown, drag out fight, Korian wiped his brow with his furry forearm and breathed a sigh of relief when he confirmed Vardier’s condition with his own eyes. Shihori, Trunks, and Goten quickly flew over to him, Shihori nearly tackling her father off his feet with a surprise mid-air hug. Korian chuckled happily as he was embraced by his exuberant daughter. She sounded over the moon that they were all safe and sound, “Papa you did it! You really did it!” Goten and Trunks were all smiles as they too were glad to be alive after everything they’ve been through today. Korian picked up Shihori like he used to when she was little and gave her a tight hug around the waist while she clung around his neck. “Everything is going to be fine, honey bunny.” Once he put her down on the ground, he was approached by both boys who offered him a high five and congratulations on a job well done. Trunks was impressed by his combat prowess, not to mention this new transformation that he had obtained, “Korian, I don’t know how the hell you managed it, but I’m glad we’re on your side.” He began to laugh out loud which elicited a more mild-mannered smirk from Korian, “I’ll let you know how if I ever figure it out myself.” Goten’s expression collapsed to shock when he let the truth be laid bare, “You mean you were winging it the whole time?! Holy shit, we just almost died!” Korian just nervously laughed off Goten’s assessment even though he was absolutely spot on.</span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="India Actual, post: 2757, member: 80"] [FONT=verdana][B][SIZE=5]Chapter 8: (Part 13)[/SIZE][/B] Universe 7, Earth Back at Capsule Corp, Bulma had gathered everyone together for what was meant to be a peaceful family dinner. Her parents and Kitsune were occupying themselves with idle chat at the table. Bulla and Kuroba were distracted and happily playing games with one another on the floor. Bulma shifted her attention over to Sorrel who appeared quite somber and whose facial expression gave off a sense that she was struggling with her thoughts. The tiny white rabbit was staring at a glass of water she was busy swirling around. Even though it appeared as an absent-minded tick, it gave her something she could fidget with to prevent her mind from wandering too far into negative thoughts. Sorrel didn’t get sad easily, she had seen all manner of horrible things since early on in her life. She also wasn’t the type to worry over minute details, but after suffering from such non-stop stress over the past few days, she was edging closer to her emotional breaking point. Bulma pushed away from the table and stepped over to the forlorn bunny, she placed a hand on her shoulder which drew her attention, “Zeni for your thoughts?” Sorrel let out a long sigh like she had been holding in a sizable amount of tension, “Thanks for your concern, but I’ll manage.” Bulma pulled up a chair next to her and took a seat. She leaned closer to her and got uncomfortably close as she studied her facial expression, “Sorrel I can see you’re going through a lot right now and I want you to know that I can relate. I can’t even begin to tell you how many times I had to deal with Vegeta being foolhardy and putting himself in danger for the sake of his own pride. It would make me so angry I could scream, but I know the man I married, he certainly has his flaws, but I love him regardless.” Bulma gave her a kind smile which made Sorrel open herself up a bit. She turned her attention over to Kuroba who was coloring on the floor with Bulla without a care in the world, “Before you and I met, I used to be a fighter just like Korian.” Sorrel smiled to herself as she began to reminisce over past memories. “I grew up on the streets struggling for everything, food, clothing, and sometimes a warm place to sleep. Until one day, I met this boy with crazy hair and the kindest, most truthful eyes I’ve ever seen. He showed me that I was capable of so much more than fighting for selfish reasons.” Bulma was taken in by her story and smiled at hearing the origins of her relationship with Korian. “We were so young and naïve back then, but it didn’t really matter to us. We had each other and nothing meant more to me than having him by my side through all the good and the bad. We built a life together and we felt so blessed when Shihori was born, it was all so ideal that I never expected it could ever change.” Sorrel looked to Bulma with a smile as she recalled her fond memories of the past, but her expression suddenly shifted as she recalled the sadness and pain, “Then I died protecting my daughter, everything changed after that.” Sorrel tapped her fingertips against the table anxiously. “It’s not that I’m afraid of getting hurt or even dying for my family, I would gladly lay down my life for any one of them.” She raised her head so she could look Bulma in the eyes to drive the point home, “Do you know what scares me the most? I never want to experience having to watch one of my children beg me not to die ever again. I can’t even begin to describe how horrible it was as I felt my life slipping away from me. The worst part wasn’t the physical pain from my mortally wounded body or even the uncertainty of what came afterward. The most terrifying part was coming to the realization that there was nothing I could do, and I had to let my daughter watch me die.” Bulma’s expression became saddened as she listened to Sorrel’s turmoil. “You already know how hard they fought to bring me back and it was one of the warmest, most uplifting feelings in the world to learn what lengths they went through for my sake. Yet…. “She paused briefly in thought as she considered the alternatives. “Have I made the right choices since then?” Sorrel looked directly to Bulma again like she was searching for some validation. “I chose to settle down and be a mother first and foremost. I can’t be there for Korian to watch his back anymore. I can’t seem to do anything but find myself becoming I person I thought I would never. A happy, domesticated wife that has to wait for her brave husband and daughter, worrying if they’re even still alive. Even now I can’t believe I sent my daughter in my place; I feel like some kind of monster.” She closed her eyes and shook her head, “I know I’m overreacting, and I probably sound stupid, but all I want is to protect them. Now two of the people I care about most are putting their lives on the line. Just so I can go back to our house in the country and act like nothing ever happened.” She clenched her fist and held it against her chest, “I feel like I’m going to have a panic attack at any moment just thinking about it. My husband and my daughter could be dead right now. I feel disgusted with myself that my choices led me to not be there for them when they truly needed me.” Bulma squeezed her hand tightly and spoke with conviction in her voice, “You can’t let yourself think like that because it only leads to self-destruction. You have to realize that you’re what brings them back home Sorrel. Even Vegeta, with his gruff exterior puts it all on the line because of me and the kids.” Bulma pointed to Bulla and Kuroba on the floor, “If you want examples, there are two very precious reasons why they do it. No one else understands them like we do, I don’t think anyone else really can. That is the life we choose to lead; it comes with heavy burdens all its own.” Sorrel began to nod because she understood what Bulma was saying, “I know you’re right, but I’ve never had to deal with both of them going into such a high stakes situation before.” Bulma gave her a reassuring smile, “You can get through this, I know you can. I’ll stick by your side because that’s what friends are for.” Suddenly, the front door was opened and Vegeta crossed through the threshold followed shortly thereafter by Whis. “Oh dear, Vegeta, I would hate to impose but how am I supposed to deny a dinner invitation?” Whis said gleefully awaiting to be fed some more of Earth’s delicacies. Bulma quickly sprang to her feet and crossed the room in seemed like a fraction of a second. She was on top of Vegeta and Whis before they knew what hit them, “Just where the hell have you two been?! We have a full-blown emergency on our hands, and I don’t even get so much as a phone call?!” Vegeta was surprised and taken aback by the lightning fast assailing he began to receive from Bulma. Whis gave her a puzzled expression as she continued to berate Vegeta. Sorrel stepped in to try and provide a calmer perspective on things, “Vegeta we’re in serious trouble back home and we could really use your help.” Sorrel began to explain the entire situation about Vardier, Borbon, and their minions seizing control of their universe. Vegeta crossed his arms and started to scowl as he listened to the story about a renegade Angel terrorizing their family. Whis placed a hand over his mouth when Sorrel mentioned the Angel by name, he showed clear surprise that his sister was still alive, “Who would have thought that she survived after all this time? This is quite the predicament indeed.” Vegeta closed his eyes for a moment in contemplation and soon after uttered a scoff, “Hmph. How is this any of my problem? Let that buffoon of a husband and your daughter figure it out for themselves. I’m not going to leave Earth unprotected while Kakarot is missing in action probably playing the fool as usual.” Sorrel clenched her fists tightly and felt the anger rise in her chest at his rather carefree attitude toward their situation, “Listen, Vegeta! You’re not going to sit here and tell me that you’d just abandon Korian and Shihori to die. Don’t you feel anything for them as a fellow Saiyan? Aren’t they your friends?!” Vegeta growled in retort, “I don’t have friends. I have people I tolerate, now get out of my way, I’m starving.” He tried to push past Sorrel, but the white rabbit put her hand on his chest, “Don’t give me that bull shit! You need to help them Vegeta! What’s happening in my universe is certainly not going to stop there!” Vegeta eyed Sorrel’s tiny hand on his chest and he gave her stern look, “Take your hand off of me before I remove it for you.” He narrowed his eyes as he began to feel irritated with being badgered by the testy little rabbit. Bulma stepped in and seized Vegeta by the ear, pulling on it until he showed visible discomfort, “Damnit Vegeta! You are going to help Korian because our SON is there with him and you’re going to make sure my baby boy gets home safe! If I hear one more word out of your mouth, I swear that I will dismantle the gravity chamber and your ass will be sleeping on the sofa for an entire year! Do I make myself clear?!” Vegeta managed to pull himself away from Bulma and grumbled as he rubbed his sore ear, “Fine! Blasted women and your incessant nagging!” He turned his attention over to Whis, “Whis, I need a favor. Take me to Universe 9, I have to go kill your sister or whatever.” Whis was slightly shocked by the assertation and oversimplification of such a task by his pupil but brushed it aside and let out a slight chuckle, “I’ll take you Vegeta, but only on the condition that Bulma treats me to double the amount of meals from now on.” Bulma quickly stuck her hand out to shake and seal the deal with him, “We have a deal!” Whis shook on it with a smirk on his face, “What a fantastic bargain. It’s not like it’s my universe you’re going to destroy, oh well no matter…” He looked down to Sorrel for some more advanced directions, “And where am I to take your proverbial knight in shining armor?” Sorrel put her hands on her hips and stood in a thoughtful manner while she pondered the fact, “Well, I’m not quite sure, I don’t know exactly where they could be but you can always start at my house on the planet Basur and work your way from there.” Whis appeared slightly irritated by her proposal that they would have to spend time hunting them down, “Not exactly the most efficient way but I suppose it will have to do. Are you coming Vegeta?” Whis turned toward the door and began to head outside so they might depart. The Saiyan prince was still quite aggravated by Bulma and Sorrel’s demanding behavior but he relented to the request, nevertheless. Vegeta was followed outside by both Bulma and Sorrel. As he prepared to depart with Whis, Sorrel stopped him and gave him a thumbs up of approve in stark contrast to her earlier harsh verbal assault “Thanks Vegeta. I really appreciate you lending a hand.” Vegeta scoffed at her and turned his head away because he was hardly the willing volunteer, “Whatever.” Whis tapped his staff on the ground which surrounded both of them in a column of light and soon they were shot off world into parts unknown in Universe 9. Universe 9, planet Metius It was hazy in the area due to the fires that continued to rage in the forest not far away. This in combination with the setting sun made the sky appear like it too was on fire. Vardier and Korian continued to trade blows with one another, both the nascent god of destruction and newly empowered Saiyan hammered at one another with such ferocity that each strike echoed with a powerful boom across the wide-open sky. Vardier caught Korian with a body blow to the abdomen with a vicious right hook, but instead of caving under pressure, Korian merely let the pain in his body drive him that much harder. Another powerful strike was sent at Korian, this time a left straight that Vardier had aimed to put Korian down once and for all before this fight drug out any further. Korian speedily ducked low under the attack and used his off hand to deflect the punch away from his body even further. Korian drove his forearm into Vardier’s face with a quick twist of his upper body. The attack caught the young man directly across his nose which produced the desired stunning effect. That was the opening that Korian had sought after for so long during this fight, he twisted his body back the other direction and brought a punishing left hook across his face. He continued on with his momentum and spun around completely, leveling Vardier down into the ground with a snap of his outside leg which was brought around in a swift roundhouse. Vardier grunted in pain as he was laid out in a sizeable impact crater, he peeled his eyes open to look up at the red furred Saiyan hanging in the air above him. He clenched his teeth tightly together in frustration and let loose an animalistic growl when he finally managed get himself up off the ground. “Don’t you dare look at me that way….” Vardier’s voice overflowed with contempt for Korian as he stood up and wiped the blood that from his injured mouth. Korian’s golden eyes were locked onto his enemy, he displayed nothing but a purely focused, stone faced expression back at him. “…. Don’t think that you’ve won Korian! This isn’t over!” Korian launched himself toward the ground to attack Vardier, intending to put an end to him once and for all. Vardier kept his eyes locked on Korian as he gained speed in his attack pattern, the younger man took a deep breath as he raised his hand in the air. The flat of his palm was facing toward Korian who was about to impact on him, but Vardier calmly and quietly spoke a single word, a word that only he could hear as it escaped his lips, “Hakai.” Purple destruction energy sprang forth from his hand and it caught Korian by surprise with no time to maneuver. Korian was enveloped in the deadly energy and he screamed out loud in writhing pain as it began to cause damage over his entire body. Korian collapsed out of the air to the ground below, he quickly collapsed to his knees and continued to scream out in pain while the hakai threatened to tear apart his body. Vardier approached Korian with caution but each step he took toward his writhing opponent gave him peace of mind that he had finally bested him this time. Korian appeared to be completely immobilized and in an immense amount of pain. The destroyer approached him full of confidence now and peered down at his vanquished opponent with a smirk, “There was no hope for you to win this fight. Your death was only an inevitability from the moment you decided to come here. Now look at you, you’re wasting away before my eyes. I hope your body doesn’t give up on your so fast, I want you to suffer from it, Korian, because you deserve nothing less.” Vardier leaned closer him to deliver a more personal message, “Now I’m going to murder Shihori and her friends, brutally, mercilessly, and without remorse. She deserves nothing less after what she did to my friend. I only wish you could hear the screams when I methodically begin to tear her apart with my bare hands.” Vardier closed his eyes for a moment and imagined the torture he was going perform on her. He relished in it while a sadistic grin crept across his face. “Farewell, you son of a bitch.” Vardier turned away from him now and began to walk away with purpose to find Shihori and the others. After a few seconds of listening to Korian continue to suffer, he was caught off guard when he heard the Saiyan hiss between his anguish, “I-I w-won’t let y-you!” Vardier stopped and turned back toward him with shock in his eyes, not only was he able to resist against the hakai but he was slowly beginning to stand under his own power. He was overcome with a wave of fear when he realized Korian was managing to fight back “Why?! Why won’t you die?!” Vardier yelled with an unsettling tone in his voice. The hakai that was surrounding Korian was now dwindling and somehow, he had found a way to absorb the energy into his person. Korian lifted his head and emitted a feral cry as the energy was pulled into his body. His muscles appeared to swell and show a noticeable increase in definition. He managed to bring his hands together in front of his body. There was a buildup of ki between his palms that glowed blue with a purple tinge from the hakai energy that Korian was releasing into the attack. He quickly threw his hands forward in the Kyūbiko attack pattern, an immense ki wave hurled forward in Vardier’s direction. The once cocky destroyer could only look on with a sense of dread while he crossed his arms over his body to defend against the attack. The energy smacked into him with punishing force and quickly overtook his entire body causing him to vanish inside the energy wave without a trace. Once the attack had ceased, the devastation that Korian’s Kyūbiko wave created fully came into view. A large swath of terrain was completely flattened and the very ground itself glowed hot from the searing heat the attack left in its wake. Korian saw that Vardier was still in one piece and even managed to remain standing but only just barely so. He appeared shaky and struggled to remain standing after taking such a devastating attack head-on, he lowered his burned and wounded arms from in front of his face. Korian let out a slow breath like he had been keeping built up tension in his body, “You’re not looking so good, Vardier. This lowly mortal isn’t giving a god like you trouble, am I?” Korian’s words cut very condescendingly and the Saiyan gave him a cocky smirk to punctuate. Despite his injuries Vardier wasn’t having any of Korian’s lip, he pressed his injured body forward as hard and fast as he could manage to launch himself forward to attack his foe. In the meantime, Shihori, Goten, and Trunks were flying across the sky leaving gold streaks of energy in their wakes while they searched for Korian and Vardier. The three of them had lost track of the explosive battle when they had disappeared toward the ground. They tried following their senses to the immense amount of power that Korian was emitting in his new transformation. Shihori abruptly pointed toward the ground which drew Goten and Trunks’ eyes toward the sight of the site of the battle between her father and Vardier, “There they are guys, come on!” The three youths came in for a landing nearby just as Vardier had launched himself forward to attack Korian. Vardier flew forward in a kamikaze blitz toward Korian, both his fists were up like his he was ready to attack but the left was held down low near his waist in reserve. He came straight at Korian with a power shot from the right side which Korian managed to duck quite easily. When he lowered his head is when Vardier sprang his trap as hakai energy came to life engulfing his left fist. Korian was off balance from the dodge of the first attack and Vardier used that momentum to sweep a vicious uppercut toward the underside of his jaw. Except Korian had expected him to try something in desperation, he had pushed him to where he wanted his mental state to be with his taunting, he wanted him to react impulsively. Korian shot both his arms inside Vardier’s guard and slammed him across the collar bone on either side of his neck with both his forearms. This stunning strike managed to create some space that allowed the sneak attack to falter and swing up harmlessly into empty air. Once he was cleared of his opponent, Korian stepped in on the outside of Vardier’s body and threw a quick right into the side of his head. The young man’s face snapped to the side from the force of the blow, his eyes went blank for a moment like he had lost consciousness. Vardier stumbled away and collapsed to his backside. Once he hit the ground, he quickly came back to his senses and popped back up to his feet. Korian spread his fighting stance wider and brought his hands up in a defensive posture as he readied for the next attack. Vardier spat on the ground which left a stain of red blood on the dirt mixed with his saliva. His eyes fell upon Korian who was waiting for his next move, his tail was swaying back and forth behind his body as if he was eager for the battle to continue. “Don’t be so cocky, you fool. Did we forget about our own family?” Vardier pointed off to the side in the direction of Shihori, Goten, and Trunks, they were a good distance away but still within visual range. Korian’s eyes nervously shot toward his daughter and her friends “Leave them out of this! This is between you and me, Vardier, no one else!” Vardier began to charge hakai energy all over his body which caused the entire area around them both to shake like a giant quake was erupting beneath their feet, “If I can’t defeat you one on one then I’ll just destroy this whole damn planet with you on it!” Korian clenched his teeth in anger at the dishonorable tactics that he was willing to resort to win, “You’re crazy! You’ll die too, Vardier!” The destroyer began to chuckle because he knew something that Korian didn’t, “You’re a damn fool! Borbon has been watching us the entire time and the minute I start the chain reaction to destroy this place, I’ll be whisked away to safety while you four die along with this planet!” He began to laugh out loud at the unsettled reaction he was getting from Korian. Shihori had heard everything he was saying even from the distance they were standing. She turned to Goten and Trunks with a panicked look in her eyes, “He’s going to blow up the planet with us on it! We have to stop him!” Goten and Trunks were shocked by the reveal of what Vardier was up to, but they didn’t falter in their determination to see this through to the bitter end. They nodded in agreeance that they had to at least attempt to stop him before he was able to kill them all with his desperate scorched earth tactics. Before they mustered themselves together to attack Vardier, Korian yelled out loud which halted them in their tracks, “NO!! This ends now, Vardier!” A pulsating golden aura began to form around Korian’s body, the energy flared up like flames wrapping themselves around him. They quickly shrank back down and became focused into a single glowing point on his right fist. Korian quickly launched himself forward just as Vardier threw his hakai laden hands up in the air. It was his aim to destroy the planet with a massive chain reaction that would rip the world to pieces in a matter of seconds. Shihori realized what her father was attempting to do, and she brought her hands together in prayer without even realizing what she was doing. Korian came at Vardier with his right fist in a low ready position at his side. Vardier started to bring his arms down toward the ground just as Korian crossed the halfway mark between them. Everything seemed to slow down from Shihori’s perspective, it was as if she could count the heartbeats in between each move she witnessed. Suddenly, Korian vanished in the middle of his charge which not only surprised Shihori but gave Vardier a bewildered expression like he didn’t understand what was happening, “What?! Where did he…” Korian quickly reappeared directly in front of Vardier as his arms were coming down to disperse the hakai into the planet. Korian launched a speedy uppercut with his ki laden fist before Vardier managed to bring his arms down to attack. The young man had shifted his attack in a state of panic toward Korian so that if he failed to destroy the planet then he might succeed in destroying him. Korian stated confidently as the two were about to contact one another, “This is from Shihori!” His fist cleared between Vardier’s arms as the golden energy exploded outward toward the sky, “USAGI NO KEN!” The Saiyan cried out loud with fury as he swept his fist skyward in a colossal explosion of energy. Vardier’s arms were violently blown back by the explosive release of energy as Korian’s fist completed its arc. Vardier’s chest was ripped open in a gory display of blood and shattered bone. He began to scream in agony and desperation as his body was decimated from the effects of Korian’s last ditch effort. Korian landed on his feet with a hiss of pain since he couldn’t feel his right arm that well anymore. He quickly spun around to see Vardier fall back down to the earth with a gaping wound running the length of his chest. His olive-green skin was splayed open and burned black at the edges of the massive wound. You could clearly the muscle and bone underneath that was slick with red blood as it oozed steadily from his body. His arms were completely obliterated from the forearms down to where his hands should have been. What was left of his limbs were sprawled out to either side of his body. The remaining flesh was blackened from the super-heated release of energy. Korian was out of breath after the attack landed because in his mind it was a do or die effort that he rolled the dice would work to save them all. Slightly bruised and battered from their knockdown, drag out fight, Korian wiped his brow with his furry forearm and breathed a sigh of relief when he confirmed Vardier’s condition with his own eyes. Shihori, Trunks, and Goten quickly flew over to him, Shihori nearly tackling her father off his feet with a surprise mid-air hug. Korian chuckled happily as he was embraced by his exuberant daughter. She sounded over the moon that they were all safe and sound, “Papa you did it! You really did it!” Goten and Trunks were all smiles as they too were glad to be alive after everything they’ve been through today. Korian picked up Shihori like he used to when she was little and gave her a tight hug around the waist while she clung around his neck. “Everything is going to be fine, honey bunny.” Once he put her down on the ground, he was approached by both boys who offered him a high five and congratulations on a job well done. Trunks was impressed by his combat prowess, not to mention this new transformation that he had obtained, “Korian, I don’t know how the hell you managed it, but I’m glad we’re on your side.” He began to laugh out loud which elicited a more mild-mannered smirk from Korian, “I’ll let you know how if I ever figure it out myself.” Goten’s expression collapsed to shock when he let the truth be laid bare, “You mean you were winging it the whole time?! Holy shit, we just almost died!” Korian just nervously laughed off Goten’s assessment even though he was absolutely spot on.[/FONT] [/QUOTE]
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