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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: 2758" data-attributes="member: 80"><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px">Chapter 8: (Part 14)</span></strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Just behind them there was a rustling from the ground that caused Shihori to spring into action and quickly draw out her sword. The others followed suite and turned their attention to the source of the disturbance. They saw Vardier had managed to get up off the ground, he was hunched over and down on one knee but his expression of utter contempt for their premature celebration was what struck them the most. “I’m going to kill you all.” He spoke with a distinct rasp in his voice and he promptly spit up blood on himself, which gave a clear indication of his current state. They were hesitant to see how he would react but if became obvious that he was at his limit when his body slumped forward, barely able to stay conscious. “I’ve got this.” Shihori said with a steely resolve as she started forward with her sword in hand. She pressed the sharp blade against his neck without any resistance. Shihori’s expression was cold and focused yet anger screamed at him through in her steely eyed gaze, “Any last words?” Korian called over to her, “Shihori, wait! Not like this, we’re not murders.” Vardier began to weakly chuckle to himself while he struggled to keep his body upright from complete collapse, “You’re too late.” He continued his laughter like he was the only one who understood the joke. Shihori pressed the blade harder into his neck which caused a cut to open on his neck, “What do mean we’re too late?! Talk you son of a bitch!” Vardier’s weak chuckle subsided and he spat blood on Shihori’s boots as a sign of disrespect to her, “You’re all so completely f*#@ed that you don’t even realize it yet. She’s coming and she’s going kill all you.” Vardier’s eyes which were barely open at this point slid over to Korian, “Starting with you.”</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, there was a column of light that came crashing down from the sky right next to where Vardier was knelt. Shihori tumbled backward to evade the energy as it came crashing down from the sky. Goten helped her scramble to her feet and she gave him a quick nod in thanks for the assist. Korian stepped forward to guard the three of them from any surprise attacks that might be coming their way but as soon as the column of light had appeared it quickly vanished leaving only a lone figure standing in its place. Borbon ran her fingers through her long hair which took up one side of her half-shaven head. She tossed her hair back over her shoulder in a casual manner as her attention was immediately drawn to Korian and the others. The Angel had a light smile on her violet tinted lips like she was having a great day. “Well, hello everyone. I see that we’ve got quite the menagerie gathered today.” Korian scoffed between his clenched teeth at her idle banter, *Tch* “It’s over, Borbon. Everyone else is dead and Vardier is at death’s door.” Shihori stood with her sword at a low ready with her eyes following her every move. Goten was right next to Shihori and in prime position to back her up if things turned violent. Trunks was just behind them with his fists raised in a defensive posture to allow him to react to anything that might come their way. Borbon took a few steps forward which brought them all on edge, but she stopped to give Korian a smirk, “Just let me take look at you Korian. Even after I stripped you of your godly essence and left you for dead, you somehow still manage to persevere. You even managed to best Vardier in combat, well done, well done indeed. You Saiyans are such an irritating if not remarkable species. I do love the new color.” She stated in a teasing manner in reference to the color of his furry torso. Vardier coughed up some more blood on himself which drew her attention down to him. She spun around on the balls of her feet and gave Vardier a very pitiable expression, “Oh you poor thing, look at what he’s done to you.” Vardier weakly directed his gaze upward toward his lover who was now hovering over him with a look of concern. “Please……forgive me.” Borbon reached her hand out to him and touched the underside of his chin like a mother caring for their sick child, “All is forgiven, my dearest. Now allow me to ease your suffering.” Vardier felt a sense of relief flow over his body and he closed his eyes rest assured that she would do everything in her power for him. A sudden rush of adrenaline made his eyes spring open as Borbon had seized him around his lower jaw, she lifted him off the ground with one hand in an effortless showing of strength. A panicked and fearful expression quickly came onto his face like he couldn’t believe his eyes that this was happening to him.</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 backed up toward Shihori and put his arms up to guard them all from harm as this roller coaster scene continued to unfold. Borbon’s expression had suddenly shifted from one of concern into a stark sense of madness that pervaded the mood, “I told you not to go by yourself, but you didn’t listen to me! Why didn’t you listen?!” She shook him like a parent scolding a small child which caused his blood to splatter against the ground. “Now look at the pathetic state that you’re in, begging me for to help!” Borbon’s wrapped her hand around the front of Vardier’s mouth, clamping down tightly which prevented him from speaking. There were mumbled words trying to pass by her hand, yet it all sounded like indiscernible gibberish. The young man’s eyes spoke volumes of confusion and fear. It appeared like he was attempting to beg her for mercy as she continued her cruel beratement. “You’ve been a bad dog, Vardier. It’s time to put you down.” A red glow began to emit from the edges of Borbon’s hand that was clamped down of his mouth. His final panicked cries went completely unheeded as the energy exploded outward from her hand directly into his mouth. It quickly caused his flesh to begin to bubble and sear away like he was being from the cooked from the inside out. His eyes ruptured as her attack had nowhere to go inside his cranium. His body shuddered involuntarily as he hung in her grasp nothing but a dead smoldering corpse.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">No one else who stood witness to Borbon’s brutality managed to utter a single word in reaction to what they had just seen. Korian’s mouth was agape as he was appalled by her ruthlessness. Shihori’s hands tensed up tightly on the hilt of her sword in the only form of comfort she could give herself right now. Borbon was now holding onto a charred and smoking skull that was connected to what was left of Vardier’s body. She grotesquely pressed her fingers to her lips and blew the corpse a kiss as a sign of saying good-bye to him. She viciously crushed the charred skull in her grasp into tiny bits of bone and ash that were carried off into the breeze. The now headless body dropped to the ground and she casually dusted off her hands like she had finished performing a menial task, “Oh well, good help is so hard to find these days.” Borbon turned back toward them but as she did so, a small ki blast shot out from her hands. It impacted what was left of Vardier’s body and the remains exploded behind her in a fiery display, leaving nothing but a scorch mark on the ground. Korian felt disgusted by her actions and hissed between his teeth in anger at her cold-blooded actions, “I thought you two were lovers? How could you?!” This caught her attention which caused her violet eyes to snap in his direction. She scoffed at the mere mention of the word, “Love? What a pathetic notion that you mortals cling to so dearly. You’re all so easily manipulated by your emotions. Not to mention you men always thinking with your….” She smirked at him playfully as her eyes inspected his body and she let out a chuckle, “No matter. Now, where were we?” She stepped forward toward them which put the entire group on edge about what she might do next, but the Angel just stopped a few paces shy of Korian. Borbon was tall for a woman and normally she would have been an entire head taller than Korian, but his transformation had increased his overall size, so they were close to eye level with one another. “Last chance Korian. Are you going continue to defy me? Because if you do, I’m going to kill you right here, right now without mercy.” Her eyes fell onto their faces one by one as she addressed the entire group, “And I promise you this, I will find the rest of your families and their deaths will not be kind.” Shihori came to the sick realization that if they didn’t stop her that innocent little Kuroba would be in mortal danger. Everyone they cared about would be put at risk if they couldn’t do something to end this madness. She readied herself for combat by lowering her stance and bringing her sword up across her body in a defensive posture. Korian realized his daughter was anxious and sensed her moving about behind him. He calmly outstretched his hand in front of her as if to say, ‘Calm down, don’t do anything rash.’ Korian scowled at Borbon after she offered tried to bargain with them, “You came to my home and threatened my family. You tried to beat me to death for defying you before. You killed scores of innocent people including my friends. If you even think for a moment that there’s a chance, I’d entertain a sociopath like you, then you’re out of your god damn mind.” Borbon’s features twisted into a chilling sneer like she was happy to hear those words come out of his mouth. “Last time, I wanted to make an example out of you as a show of force to everyone else but now I’m going to enjoy slowly picking you apart piece by piece.”</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Borbon took one step forward before she disappeared at high speed causing the entire group to lose track of her movements. She reappeared in mid-air right in the midst of them, directly behind Korian, lashing out with a knife hand that was aimed for the base of his neck. Borbon’s aim was to incapacitate the elder Saiyan so she could mop up the children at her leisure. She was moving at such a high rate of speed it appeared like Shihori, Goten and Trunks were reacting to her presence in slow motion. As her strike came down toward Korian’s neck she was surprised when he snapped his body around quickly to block the impending blow with the point of his arm. Korian winced in pain as her hand contacted his arm, it was quickly followed by a numb feeling that coursed down his entire arm. Borbon appeared surprised at first but her expression quickly changed to a sneer of satisfaction. She spun off her line of attack on Korian and turned to deal with the kids that were quickly encroaching on her.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Shihori lunged forward with her sword in a thrust meant to impale Borbon through the middle of her back, but the Angel’s speedy reaction time proved too much to overcome. Borbon had spun offline of Shihori’s sword and she settled calmly at her side. Borbon clamped down on her wrists and performed an arm drag to pull Shihori off balance and redirect her attack in a more suitable direction. The blade was now aimed at running through Goten’s abdomen and Shihori’s face showed the horrific realization as she was unable to change course from impaling him. Goten’s eyes went wide with shock as he watched the gleaning point of her sword pierce into his gi shirt. His body gave an instinctive twist out of the way of the weapon’s trajectory, but he still felt the searing pain of the blade drag across his flesh as the sword came out the back of his shirt. While relieved that she hadn’t killed him, the relief was quickly replaced by the sudden shock of Borbon’s heeled shoe planting itself in between her shoulders. She was propelled forward into Goten which caused the two of them to collide head to head with an audible *thunk* and a groan of pain as they collapsed to the ground.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Borbon diverted her attention to Trunks who was diving at her from behind, she threw her foot backward in a sharp kick without looking. This caught the young man directly in the chest which caused his body to collapse to the ground. Borbon was pleased that she was able to deal with them so effortlessly but realized that she had one last pressing issue to deal. Korian launched himself up and over Shihori and Goten’s prostrate bodies. He shot his leg forward in a jumping front kick that was aimed directly at her head. Borbon smiled at Korian’s enthusiasm and quickly rolled backward onto her shoulders to provide a base of support for the counterattack she lashed out with against him. Her long leg snapped up quickly driving the heel of her shoe directly into his groin. Korian’s face twisted in an immense amount of pain and disbelief when his body came crashing down into the ground. He was curled up on the ground choking from the surge of pain that originated from between his legs, effectively putting him out of commission for the time being. Borbon gracefully kicked back up to her feet and surveyed the damage she had done, “I must admit I’m a tad disappointed. I was expecting more of a fight than that. Oh well, shame on me for getting my hopes up.” Shihori groaned and planted her sword against the ground as she pressed herself up to a knee, “We’re not through yet, you crazy bitch.” Borbon narrowed her eyes at Shihori and the distasteful epitaph that came out of her mouth, but Borbon remained calm and composed while she gestured for her to come at her.</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'">Shihori managed to bring herself to a hunched over posture as she hauled a woozy Goten to his feet. Trunks had managed to compose himself slowly but surely into a fighting stance behind Borbon. The three half-Saiyans spread out to surround her in a triangle with Borbon standing in the middle calmly watching their every move. Shihori’s golden aura exploded around her as she brought her power up a notch to transform into Super Saiyan 2. Goten and Trunks both raised their power as high as they could manage in their Super Saiyan forms. Each one of them stood with a golden aura of ki whipping around their bodies like they were surrounded in flames. They each threw themselves forward in attack against her near simultaneously. Shihori came at her high with a two-handed falling leaf sword strike from above her head. Goten came in low from Borbon’s right side which morphed into him attempting to sweep her off her feet to create an imbalance for Shihori’s to capitalize on with her attack. Trunks held his ground and brought his hands back at his side in the posture for the Galick gun. Purple tinted ki energy sprang to life in his hands as she remained in support and focused on taking her out if the other two somehow failed. Goten came in fast and threw his body into a slide tackle aimed at striking out at Borbon’s knees to collapse her to the ground for Shihori’s attack to strike true. Borbon leapt up instead to meet Shihori’s blade head on, using the edge of her hand to direct her incoming sword strike harmlessly away from her body. She spun her body around in in mid-air and drove the point of her elbow into the side of Shihori’s head with punishing force. The young lady’s face contorted into a grimace under the force of the blow before she was savagely knocked into the ground. Borbon directed her predatory gaze down to Goten who was just beginning to realize that he missed his attack completely. He had little time to react as Borbon threw herself down at him with a flying knee strike raining down into the young man’s chest. Goten was flattened to the ground with the Angel straddled over his chest. Her violet eyes shot up to Trunks who was now appearing panicked at the sight of his friends being decimated so effortlessly. Borbon got herself into a crouch as her movements became very graceful and predatory in how she moved her body. She was hunting them down one by one and taking great pleasure in the savagery she inflicted on her prey. Borbon leapt up straight into the air which caused Trunks to quickly snap his neck upward to follow her movements. He called out “Galick-ho!” as a purple energy beam shot forth from his hands in an attempt to strike her down out of the air. Borbon twisted her body and inverted herself to avoid the beam while it harmlessly passed underneath her body. Trunks attempted to correct his aim, but Borbon merely spun her body around the beam as she fell from the air at him like a missile. Just before she hit the ground, she reached out with one of her hands and grappled onto Trunks’ face, driving the back of his head into the ground with devastating effect. A crater was made from the force of Trunks’ now unconscious body slapping into the ground. His Super Saiyan transformation failed and his body reverted back to normal as it slumped to the ground. Borbon stood up dusting off her hands and noticing a bit of dirt on her clothing, she brushed it off casually and strode away from the boy.</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, Borbon turned her body to see Korian on top of her throwing a punch at her face, but she managed to match his momentum and reach out to grapple his wrist. She pulled on his arm with her hand while her other hand pressed up into his chest to guide his body completely over to the ground. Korian landed on his back with a sharp *smack* which caused him to wince in pain, but he quickly spun his legs around and planted his hands to bring himself back up to his feet. Korian remained focused on his opponent and blitzed forward throwing lightning fast jab and cross combinations while he pressed forward trying to penetrate her defenses. Borbon’s body began to weave in time with his strikes but any that came too close to her body were quickly deflected with an open hand palm strike. Korian was getting nowhere fast with his attack pattern so he tried to get tricky with her and mix up his style. The next jab he threw that was dodged was curled back over and followed through with side hammer fist that came for her head at an angle. Borbon popped her hand in a backfist motion to block the incoming attack. Korian got into a rhythm with his striking and mixed up the jab, cross, and side hammer combination into his attack pattern. For a moment he appeared to be pressuring her and causing her to body the attacks instead of simply using economy of motion to dodge them. He was clearly mistaken and being lured by her into a false sense of accomplishment with his attacks. As he wound up for the next side hammer fist, she came up from underneath his arm with an uppercut to his axillary nerve that impinged the range of motion in his shoulder. This had the effect of causing his arm to lose its full range of motion to bring the strike around. She followed up with an elbow across his face which snapped his head back and opened up a cut under his left eye. Korian winced from the strike as he felt the blood begin to flow freely down his cheek. He stepped into close combat with her, trying to collapse her range of motion by getting in as close as possible with her. He threw an elbow strike of his own that was quickly blocked by her speedy hands. He spun his body around quickly to come across from the other side with a mirror image strike that was also quickly deflected. He spun around quickly telegraphing the elbow strike but when she positioned her body to intercept him, he dropped his arm in a feint. He whipped the opposite leg around in a compact knee strike aimed for her ribs. His knee came into contact with her own leg that was brought up to guard her body, but Korian wasn’t finished as he threw his hand forward with built up ki in the palm of his hand. His furious golden eyes were focused on target, he proceeded to try and ram this energy point blank into her face. Borbon clamped her hand down around Korian’s open hand and closed it around his own attack. She held out a hand against his chest as red energy began to shine outward from her palm, “Nice try, but you’ll have to do better than cheap tricks.” Borbon’s cool and cocky demeanor was punctuated by the energy blast that he received point blank to the chest. His body was thrown away from her by the concussive force of the blast. He fell against the ground quite hard with smoke rising off his chest. Korian’s body arched in pain when he hit the ground and his flesh was singed from the energy attack. If Borbon was surprised that she didn’t finish him off, then Korian was even more surprised that he didn’t have a gaping hole in his chest. He slowly gathered himself together and stood with a hand clenched to his chest. Borbon remained focused on him and curiously studied him for a moment before speaking, “It seems this new form your body has taken on is tougher than I anticipated. I won’t make the same mistake twice.” Korian started to shake off the attack and stared her down with his golden eyes, “You don’t know do you? The more wounded we get the stronger we become after we recover. Since you had me hanging by a thread last time, I figure you gave me quite the boost in power.” He began to smirk at her, “You only have yourself to blame for not being able to finish me off.” Borbon eyed him with curiosity for a moment but it quickly turned into a sly smirk, “Then I suppose I’ll just have to get serious with you and those brats before you’re able to evolve any further.”</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">As if her words were meant to be prophetic, Shihori grumbled to herself under her breath about how she felt like her head was split open. She clambered to her feet and quickly went about picking Goten up off the ground. “Come on Goten, we need to move.” He was holding a hand to his chest while he seethed in pain. Once they were both on their feet, they moved as quickly as possible to go recover Trunks. Despite their attempts to be both rapid and stealthy, Borbon was watching this all happen with little concern about what they were doing. Goten and Shihori managed to rouse Trunks, he sat up coughing dirt that he had previously swallowed after being buried headfirst by Borbon. “Wha-what happened? Did we get her?” he asked still sounding a bit loopy. Shihori and Goten just looked at one another before Shihori started to haul Trunks up to his feet, “Not even close and if we don’t move our asses, she’s definitely going to be getting us.” Trunks shook some dirt out of his hair and stepped back from Shihori giving her an indication that he was going to be fine. He began to eye Borbon who was definitely looking in their direction. He raised his power and quickly transformed back into a Super Saiyan. He looked back to both his friends with a serious expression, “Well, what are we waiting for? Let’s go kick her ass.” Both Shihori and Goten smiled at him and followed suit to transform into Super Saiyans as well. Shihori motioned to the two boys for them to follow her and she speedily dashed her way over toward her father. Korian was standing his ground in the face off against Borbon when he was rejoined by the other three. Shihori spoke to her father without averting her eyes from the threat, “I sure hope you have some kind of plan.” Korian glanced over to her and saw that she was resolutely focused on re-engaging Borbon despite the immeasurable gap their abilities, “Still working on that. Are you three alright?” All of them either nodded or gave a quick thumbs up to indicate they were fit to fight. Borbon briefly closed her eyes and scoffed to herself because suddenly found all this posturing quite amusing, “Just to give you an idea about how livid I am with all of you. When I’m finished dealing with you four, I’ll going to ensure that the whole damn Saiyan race goes extinct. Every. Last. One.” Korian narrowed his eyes at her over her genocidal comments and spoke in a serious, angry tone, “Over my dead body.” Borbon found his response hilarious and gave him a big grin to show her delight, “That’s the idea.”</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Korian launched himself forward without warning. He was quickly followed by the three younger Saiyans in an all-out attack against Borbon. Korian clashed fists with her first, followed by Shihori using her father’s distraction to weave her sword attacks around his body. She lashed out speedily at Borbon with her sword from orthodox angles before disappearing behind Korian’s taller frame. It was like an odd game of peek-a-boo playing out as Korian continued to punch away at her and Shihori attacked with calculated precision so Borbon would not only have to dodge his fists but her sword at the same time. Goten and Trunks each formed up on either side of Borbon and quickly joined the melee. One attacked high while the other came in low and fast. It was four on one and even still Borbon managed to cleanly block, deflect, or outright dodge all their attacks regardless of the pressure they applied. She found an opening on Goten and threw a quick, short range punch into his throat which caused him to choke on the knuckles that collapsed his throat. He fell to the ground clutching his throat and gasping for air. Borbon began to count out loud as if she was keeping tally during a game, “One.” Next, she spun around to face Korian but was truly focused on dodging Shihori’s weapon envelope that continued to strike out at random. Borbon saw an opening just as Korian threw a high side kick that was intended for her head. She slid feet first between Korian’s legs to quickly reach Shihori and give her the attention she craved. She came at her with speed too fast for the young lady’s eyes to follow, a smirk was clearly displayed on her violet lips as she had caught Shihori by surprise. She caught Shihori’s weapon hand to prevent her from attacking any further. She followed this up by pulling her into a swift and punishing knee strike that was buried into her solar plexus. Shihori felt like she was hit by a bullet train when that knee cracked her body armor and caved in her chest. She flew backwards into the ground, writhing in pain. “Two.” Korian wheeled around with a ki attack in his hands and he outstretched hand to fire but instead of meeting Borbon face to face, he only saw Shihori laid out prone on the ground. “Three.” Korian was caught off guard when he heard these words and he quickly snapped his attention back to where Trunks has been fighting. Borbon had him locked up in a standing rear naked choke which had the boy struggling to wrench himself free. Korian moved to intervene before Borbon could cause further harm to Trunks, but instead she dropped him to the ground on his knees. She had used Trunks to lure Korian in to attack range. Borbon angled herself and threw a lightning fast side kick into Korian’s face which caused blood to erupt from his mouth. Korian was lifted off the ground by the attack but he quickly found himself laid out flat on his back. The Angel rounded Korian calmly and stood over his supine body. He managed to prop himself up on his elbows and spat blood onto the ground next to him. He was collapsed back down to the ground when Borbon surprised him by pressing the heel of her shoe down into his chest. She held out her hand with energy being built up in her palm, “Four.” Korian looked up at her with a pain filled expression that spoke volumes of enmity even though he was in no position to counterattack.</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, a golden beam cut through the air which caused Borbon to leap up into the air to avoid being struck. The beam came dangerously close to Korian’s body on the ground, so close in fact that he could feel the pressure from the energy as it passed over him. Once Borbon touched down on the ground she turned her attention to the point of origin of the attack. She saw that Shihori was on her feet with one arm raised and the other clutching her chest where she had taken the previous attack. She was panting heavily yet her eyes were locked on to Borbon and burning with rage. Borbon groaned to herself in frustration that she had to deal with this unexpected nuisance, “Clearly your daughter doesn’t know when to give up does she?” Shihori drew out her sword and began to walk forward one determined step at a time. Each foot fall gaining speed until the rabbit eared Super Saiyan was at a full sprint toward Borbon. The Angel was surprised by her willpower to continue the attack even though she was so clearly out matched by herself. Shihori came at her quickly and leapt up to deliver a slash downward that cut through the air where Borbon had been standing. Shihori adjusted herself to Borbon’s reactions and rotated her wrists to cut across diagonally toward her neck in a decapitation strike. Borbon moved with graceful footwork and minimum upper body movement to evade her attacks. All the while she had an expression of pure focus on her face as she worked herself around Shihori’s hate filled attacks. “You tried to have me killed! You tried to kill my friends! You tried to kill my family! We’re still here and we’re not going anywhere, you bitch! Now I’m going to f*@$ing kill you!” Shihori screamed in a moment of pure unbridled rage and poured all her emotions into every attack she made against Borbon. The Angel started to grow weary of her mouth and annoying sword attacks. Borbon sighed to herself just as Shihori wound herself up for an overhead strike, she drove the point of her elbow deep into the young ladies’ guts. Shihori gasped and her body shuddered briefly before immediately falling out of Super Saiyan. The single pinpoint blow caused considerable damage to her and promptly put her out of commission. Shihori’s open mouth yielded a stream of blood that cascaded out both sides and down her chin. She collapsed to her knees with a clatter of steel from her sword hitting the ground. She began to topple over but Borbon stopped her from hitting the ground by lightly touching her forehead with the tips of her fingers. She flipped her sword up off the ground using the toe of her shoe and snatched it out of mid-air with expert finesse.</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 coughed and pressed himself up off the ground to a knee. He willed his body forward as he came to realize his daughter had come to his aid and fell into the clutches of this unstoppable juggernaut. “Shihori, NO!” he shouted at the top of his lungs while he shakily stood on his own two feet. Borbon had now seized Shihori by the ears and she began pulling back on her head to expose her neck. “She looks tired Korian. I think it’s time we retire poor Shihori here from the game.” Borbon held the blade against Shihori’s neck with sufficient pressure that blood began to trickle down the blade from the wound it created on her neck. “Permanently.” The Angel savagely smiled at the horrified reaction that Korian gave when he saw his daughter in mortal peril. Korian was beside himself with a sense of fear that only a parent watching their child get hurt could understand. “Stop it Borbon, leave her alone! It’s me you want, not her! Let her go!” His pleas went ignored by the Angel who continued to direct her attention to Shihori, “Show me how much you love him Shihori. Tell him!” Tears began to build in her eyes as she watched the anguish in her father’s face. She desperately tried to hold them back so as not to cause him any more pain. She knew these were likely to be their last moments together. Her words were filled with an air of sadness, but she tried her best to be brave for his sake, “It’s going to be okay, Papa.” She swallowed and felt blade cutting into her flesh. “Don’t worry about me. You finish her off no matter what happens.” Korian’s fists were tightly clenched as he had made up his mind. He was about to make his move when Borbon called over to him, “Don’t even think about using your little tricks the Supreme Kai taught you. I’ll remove her head faster than you can even twitch a muscle.” Her violet eyes pivoted side to side now spotting both Goten and Trunks attempting to creep up on her flanks, “Ah, Ah, Ah, that goes for you two as well.” Both of them froze in place at the admonishment Borbon levied at them. Goten called over to Shihori, “Hang on, Shihori! We’re coming!” She couldn’t see Goten but hearing his voice gave her some form of comfort. She slowly raised her hand as if she was reaching out to him, “I’m not getting out of trouble this time, I’m sorry, Goten. I wanted us to….” Borbon pressed the blade harder into her neck which caused Shihori’s words to be cut off. Goten growled at the Angel and clenched his fists in anger, “Let her go you friggin’ monster!” Borbon just shook her head in disgust and when she became still again her eyes focused on Korian. “You brought this on yourself. You know, in some small way I pity you. You ended up sacrificing your first-born child for absolutely nothing; I feel like there’s some poetic justice that we should be noting but who are we kidding. I’m going to enjoy every single second that ticks by while I remove her head and when her lifeless body falls to the ground. I want you to know that it was all your fault. Now don’t blink because you’re not going to want to miss this.”</span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="India Actual, post: 2758, member: 80"] [FONT=verdana][B][SIZE=5]Chapter 8: (Part 14)[/SIZE][/B] Just behind them there was a rustling from the ground that caused Shihori to spring into action and quickly draw out her sword. The others followed suite and turned their attention to the source of the disturbance. They saw Vardier had managed to get up off the ground, he was hunched over and down on one knee but his expression of utter contempt for their premature celebration was what struck them the most. “I’m going to kill you all.” He spoke with a distinct rasp in his voice and he promptly spit up blood on himself, which gave a clear indication of his current state. They were hesitant to see how he would react but if became obvious that he was at his limit when his body slumped forward, barely able to stay conscious. “I’ve got this.” Shihori said with a steely resolve as she started forward with her sword in hand. She pressed the sharp blade against his neck without any resistance. Shihori’s expression was cold and focused yet anger screamed at him through in her steely eyed gaze, “Any last words?” Korian called over to her, “Shihori, wait! Not like this, we’re not murders.” Vardier began to weakly chuckle to himself while he struggled to keep his body upright from complete collapse, “You’re too late.” He continued his laughter like he was the only one who understood the joke. Shihori pressed the blade harder into his neck which caused a cut to open on his neck, “What do mean we’re too late?! Talk you son of a bitch!” Vardier’s weak chuckle subsided and he spat blood on Shihori’s boots as a sign of disrespect to her, “You’re all so completely f*#@ed that you don’t even realize it yet. She’s coming and she’s going kill all you.” Vardier’s eyes which were barely open at this point slid over to Korian, “Starting with you.” Suddenly, there was a column of light that came crashing down from the sky right next to where Vardier was knelt. Shihori tumbled backward to evade the energy as it came crashing down from the sky. Goten helped her scramble to her feet and she gave him a quick nod in thanks for the assist. Korian stepped forward to guard the three of them from any surprise attacks that might be coming their way but as soon as the column of light had appeared it quickly vanished leaving only a lone figure standing in its place. Borbon ran her fingers through her long hair which took up one side of her half-shaven head. She tossed her hair back over her shoulder in a casual manner as her attention was immediately drawn to Korian and the others. The Angel had a light smile on her violet tinted lips like she was having a great day. “Well, hello everyone. I see that we’ve got quite the menagerie gathered today.” Korian scoffed between his clenched teeth at her idle banter, *Tch* “It’s over, Borbon. Everyone else is dead and Vardier is at death’s door.” Shihori stood with her sword at a low ready with her eyes following her every move. Goten was right next to Shihori and in prime position to back her up if things turned violent. Trunks was just behind them with his fists raised in a defensive posture to allow him to react to anything that might come their way. Borbon took a few steps forward which brought them all on edge, but she stopped to give Korian a smirk, “Just let me take look at you Korian. Even after I stripped you of your godly essence and left you for dead, you somehow still manage to persevere. You even managed to best Vardier in combat, well done, well done indeed. You Saiyans are such an irritating if not remarkable species. I do love the new color.” She stated in a teasing manner in reference to the color of his furry torso. Vardier coughed up some more blood on himself which drew her attention down to him. She spun around on the balls of her feet and gave Vardier a very pitiable expression, “Oh you poor thing, look at what he’s done to you.” Vardier weakly directed his gaze upward toward his lover who was now hovering over him with a look of concern. “Please……forgive me.” Borbon reached her hand out to him and touched the underside of his chin like a mother caring for their sick child, “All is forgiven, my dearest. Now allow me to ease your suffering.” Vardier felt a sense of relief flow over his body and he closed his eyes rest assured that she would do everything in her power for him. A sudden rush of adrenaline made his eyes spring open as Borbon had seized him around his lower jaw, she lifted him off the ground with one hand in an effortless showing of strength. A panicked and fearful expression quickly came onto his face like he couldn’t believe his eyes that this was happening to him. Korian backed up toward Shihori and put his arms up to guard them all from harm as this roller coaster scene continued to unfold. Borbon’s expression had suddenly shifted from one of concern into a stark sense of madness that pervaded the mood, “I told you not to go by yourself, but you didn’t listen to me! Why didn’t you listen?!” She shook him like a parent scolding a small child which caused his blood to splatter against the ground. “Now look at the pathetic state that you’re in, begging me for to help!” Borbon’s wrapped her hand around the front of Vardier’s mouth, clamping down tightly which prevented him from speaking. There were mumbled words trying to pass by her hand, yet it all sounded like indiscernible gibberish. The young man’s eyes spoke volumes of confusion and fear. It appeared like he was attempting to beg her for mercy as she continued her cruel beratement. “You’ve been a bad dog, Vardier. It’s time to put you down.” A red glow began to emit from the edges of Borbon’s hand that was clamped down of his mouth. His final panicked cries went completely unheeded as the energy exploded outward from her hand directly into his mouth. It quickly caused his flesh to begin to bubble and sear away like he was being from the cooked from the inside out. His eyes ruptured as her attack had nowhere to go inside his cranium. His body shuddered involuntarily as he hung in her grasp nothing but a dead smoldering corpse. No one else who stood witness to Borbon’s brutality managed to utter a single word in reaction to what they had just seen. Korian’s mouth was agape as he was appalled by her ruthlessness. Shihori’s hands tensed up tightly on the hilt of her sword in the only form of comfort she could give herself right now. Borbon was now holding onto a charred and smoking skull that was connected to what was left of Vardier’s body. She grotesquely pressed her fingers to her lips and blew the corpse a kiss as a sign of saying good-bye to him. She viciously crushed the charred skull in her grasp into tiny bits of bone and ash that were carried off into the breeze. The now headless body dropped to the ground and she casually dusted off her hands like she had finished performing a menial task, “Oh well, good help is so hard to find these days.” Borbon turned back toward them but as she did so, a small ki blast shot out from her hands. It impacted what was left of Vardier’s body and the remains exploded behind her in a fiery display, leaving nothing but a scorch mark on the ground. Korian felt disgusted by her actions and hissed between his teeth in anger at her cold-blooded actions, “I thought you two were lovers? How could you?!” This caught her attention which caused her violet eyes to snap in his direction. She scoffed at the mere mention of the word, “Love? What a pathetic notion that you mortals cling to so dearly. You’re all so easily manipulated by your emotions. Not to mention you men always thinking with your….” She smirked at him playfully as her eyes inspected his body and she let out a chuckle, “No matter. Now, where were we?” She stepped forward toward them which put the entire group on edge about what she might do next, but the Angel just stopped a few paces shy of Korian. Borbon was tall for a woman and normally she would have been an entire head taller than Korian, but his transformation had increased his overall size, so they were close to eye level with one another. “Last chance Korian. Are you going continue to defy me? Because if you do, I’m going to kill you right here, right now without mercy.” Her eyes fell onto their faces one by one as she addressed the entire group, “And I promise you this, I will find the rest of your families and their deaths will not be kind.” Shihori came to the sick realization that if they didn’t stop her that innocent little Kuroba would be in mortal danger. Everyone they cared about would be put at risk if they couldn’t do something to end this madness. She readied herself for combat by lowering her stance and bringing her sword up across her body in a defensive posture. Korian realized his daughter was anxious and sensed her moving about behind him. He calmly outstretched his hand in front of her as if to say, ‘Calm down, don’t do anything rash.’ Korian scowled at Borbon after she offered tried to bargain with them, “You came to my home and threatened my family. You tried to beat me to death for defying you before. You killed scores of innocent people including my friends. If you even think for a moment that there’s a chance, I’d entertain a sociopath like you, then you’re out of your god damn mind.” Borbon’s features twisted into a chilling sneer like she was happy to hear those words come out of his mouth. “Last time, I wanted to make an example out of you as a show of force to everyone else but now I’m going to enjoy slowly picking you apart piece by piece.” Borbon took one step forward before she disappeared at high speed causing the entire group to lose track of her movements. She reappeared in mid-air right in the midst of them, directly behind Korian, lashing out with a knife hand that was aimed for the base of his neck. Borbon’s aim was to incapacitate the elder Saiyan so she could mop up the children at her leisure. She was moving at such a high rate of speed it appeared like Shihori, Goten and Trunks were reacting to her presence in slow motion. As her strike came down toward Korian’s neck she was surprised when he snapped his body around quickly to block the impending blow with the point of his arm. Korian winced in pain as her hand contacted his arm, it was quickly followed by a numb feeling that coursed down his entire arm. Borbon appeared surprised at first but her expression quickly changed to a sneer of satisfaction. She spun off her line of attack on Korian and turned to deal with the kids that were quickly encroaching on her. Shihori lunged forward with her sword in a thrust meant to impale Borbon through the middle of her back, but the Angel’s speedy reaction time proved too much to overcome. Borbon had spun offline of Shihori’s sword and she settled calmly at her side. Borbon clamped down on her wrists and performed an arm drag to pull Shihori off balance and redirect her attack in a more suitable direction. The blade was now aimed at running through Goten’s abdomen and Shihori’s face showed the horrific realization as she was unable to change course from impaling him. Goten’s eyes went wide with shock as he watched the gleaning point of her sword pierce into his gi shirt. His body gave an instinctive twist out of the way of the weapon’s trajectory, but he still felt the searing pain of the blade drag across his flesh as the sword came out the back of his shirt. While relieved that she hadn’t killed him, the relief was quickly replaced by the sudden shock of Borbon’s heeled shoe planting itself in between her shoulders. She was propelled forward into Goten which caused the two of them to collide head to head with an audible *thunk* and a groan of pain as they collapsed to the ground. Borbon diverted her attention to Trunks who was diving at her from behind, she threw her foot backward in a sharp kick without looking. This caught the young man directly in the chest which caused his body to collapse to the ground. Borbon was pleased that she was able to deal with them so effortlessly but realized that she had one last pressing issue to deal. Korian launched himself up and over Shihori and Goten’s prostrate bodies. He shot his leg forward in a jumping front kick that was aimed directly at her head. Borbon smiled at Korian’s enthusiasm and quickly rolled backward onto her shoulders to provide a base of support for the counterattack she lashed out with against him. Her long leg snapped up quickly driving the heel of her shoe directly into his groin. Korian’s face twisted in an immense amount of pain and disbelief when his body came crashing down into the ground. He was curled up on the ground choking from the surge of pain that originated from between his legs, effectively putting him out of commission for the time being. Borbon gracefully kicked back up to her feet and surveyed the damage she had done, “I must admit I’m a tad disappointed. I was expecting more of a fight than that. Oh well, shame on me for getting my hopes up.” Shihori groaned and planted her sword against the ground as she pressed herself up to a knee, “We’re not through yet, you crazy bitch.” Borbon narrowed her eyes at Shihori and the distasteful epitaph that came out of her mouth, but Borbon remained calm and composed while she gestured for her to come at her. Shihori managed to bring herself to a hunched over posture as she hauled a woozy Goten to his feet. Trunks had managed to compose himself slowly but surely into a fighting stance behind Borbon. The three half-Saiyans spread out to surround her in a triangle with Borbon standing in the middle calmly watching their every move. Shihori’s golden aura exploded around her as she brought her power up a notch to transform into Super Saiyan 2. Goten and Trunks both raised their power as high as they could manage in their Super Saiyan forms. Each one of them stood with a golden aura of ki whipping around their bodies like they were surrounded in flames. They each threw themselves forward in attack against her near simultaneously. Shihori came at her high with a two-handed falling leaf sword strike from above her head. Goten came in low from Borbon’s right side which morphed into him attempting to sweep her off her feet to create an imbalance for Shihori’s to capitalize on with her attack. Trunks held his ground and brought his hands back at his side in the posture for the Galick gun. Purple tinted ki energy sprang to life in his hands as she remained in support and focused on taking her out if the other two somehow failed. Goten came in fast and threw his body into a slide tackle aimed at striking out at Borbon’s knees to collapse her to the ground for Shihori’s attack to strike true. Borbon leapt up instead to meet Shihori’s blade head on, using the edge of her hand to direct her incoming sword strike harmlessly away from her body. She spun her body around in in mid-air and drove the point of her elbow into the side of Shihori’s head with punishing force. The young lady’s face contorted into a grimace under the force of the blow before she was savagely knocked into the ground. Borbon directed her predatory gaze down to Goten who was just beginning to realize that he missed his attack completely. He had little time to react as Borbon threw herself down at him with a flying knee strike raining down into the young man’s chest. Goten was flattened to the ground with the Angel straddled over his chest. Her violet eyes shot up to Trunks who was now appearing panicked at the sight of his friends being decimated so effortlessly. Borbon got herself into a crouch as her movements became very graceful and predatory in how she moved her body. She was hunting them down one by one and taking great pleasure in the savagery she inflicted on her prey. Borbon leapt up straight into the air which caused Trunks to quickly snap his neck upward to follow her movements. He called out “Galick-ho!” as a purple energy beam shot forth from his hands in an attempt to strike her down out of the air. Borbon twisted her body and inverted herself to avoid the beam while it harmlessly passed underneath her body. Trunks attempted to correct his aim, but Borbon merely spun her body around the beam as she fell from the air at him like a missile. Just before she hit the ground, she reached out with one of her hands and grappled onto Trunks’ face, driving the back of his head into the ground with devastating effect. A crater was made from the force of Trunks’ now unconscious body slapping into the ground. His Super Saiyan transformation failed and his body reverted back to normal as it slumped to the ground. Borbon stood up dusting off her hands and noticing a bit of dirt on her clothing, she brushed it off casually and strode away from the boy. Suddenly, Borbon turned her body to see Korian on top of her throwing a punch at her face, but she managed to match his momentum and reach out to grapple his wrist. She pulled on his arm with her hand while her other hand pressed up into his chest to guide his body completely over to the ground. Korian landed on his back with a sharp *smack* which caused him to wince in pain, but he quickly spun his legs around and planted his hands to bring himself back up to his feet. Korian remained focused on his opponent and blitzed forward throwing lightning fast jab and cross combinations while he pressed forward trying to penetrate her defenses. Borbon’s body began to weave in time with his strikes but any that came too close to her body were quickly deflected with an open hand palm strike. Korian was getting nowhere fast with his attack pattern so he tried to get tricky with her and mix up his style. The next jab he threw that was dodged was curled back over and followed through with side hammer fist that came for her head at an angle. Borbon popped her hand in a backfist motion to block the incoming attack. Korian got into a rhythm with his striking and mixed up the jab, cross, and side hammer combination into his attack pattern. For a moment he appeared to be pressuring her and causing her to body the attacks instead of simply using economy of motion to dodge them. He was clearly mistaken and being lured by her into a false sense of accomplishment with his attacks. As he wound up for the next side hammer fist, she came up from underneath his arm with an uppercut to his axillary nerve that impinged the range of motion in his shoulder. This had the effect of causing his arm to lose its full range of motion to bring the strike around. She followed up with an elbow across his face which snapped his head back and opened up a cut under his left eye. Korian winced from the strike as he felt the blood begin to flow freely down his cheek. He stepped into close combat with her, trying to collapse her range of motion by getting in as close as possible with her. He threw an elbow strike of his own that was quickly blocked by her speedy hands. He spun his body around quickly to come across from the other side with a mirror image strike that was also quickly deflected. He spun around quickly telegraphing the elbow strike but when she positioned her body to intercept him, he dropped his arm in a feint. He whipped the opposite leg around in a compact knee strike aimed for her ribs. His knee came into contact with her own leg that was brought up to guard her body, but Korian wasn’t finished as he threw his hand forward with built up ki in the palm of his hand. His furious golden eyes were focused on target, he proceeded to try and ram this energy point blank into her face. Borbon clamped her hand down around Korian’s open hand and closed it around his own attack. She held out a hand against his chest as red energy began to shine outward from her palm, “Nice try, but you’ll have to do better than cheap tricks.” Borbon’s cool and cocky demeanor was punctuated by the energy blast that he received point blank to the chest. His body was thrown away from her by the concussive force of the blast. He fell against the ground quite hard with smoke rising off his chest. Korian’s body arched in pain when he hit the ground and his flesh was singed from the energy attack. If Borbon was surprised that she didn’t finish him off, then Korian was even more surprised that he didn’t have a gaping hole in his chest. He slowly gathered himself together and stood with a hand clenched to his chest. Borbon remained focused on him and curiously studied him for a moment before speaking, “It seems this new form your body has taken on is tougher than I anticipated. I won’t make the same mistake twice.” Korian started to shake off the attack and stared her down with his golden eyes, “You don’t know do you? The more wounded we get the stronger we become after we recover. Since you had me hanging by a thread last time, I figure you gave me quite the boost in power.” He began to smirk at her, “You only have yourself to blame for not being able to finish me off.” Borbon eyed him with curiosity for a moment but it quickly turned into a sly smirk, “Then I suppose I’ll just have to get serious with you and those brats before you’re able to evolve any further.” As if her words were meant to be prophetic, Shihori grumbled to herself under her breath about how she felt like her head was split open. She clambered to her feet and quickly went about picking Goten up off the ground. “Come on Goten, we need to move.” He was holding a hand to his chest while he seethed in pain. Once they were both on their feet, they moved as quickly as possible to go recover Trunks. Despite their attempts to be both rapid and stealthy, Borbon was watching this all happen with little concern about what they were doing. Goten and Shihori managed to rouse Trunks, he sat up coughing dirt that he had previously swallowed after being buried headfirst by Borbon. “Wha-what happened? Did we get her?” he asked still sounding a bit loopy. Shihori and Goten just looked at one another before Shihori started to haul Trunks up to his feet, “Not even close and if we don’t move our asses, she’s definitely going to be getting us.” Trunks shook some dirt out of his hair and stepped back from Shihori giving her an indication that he was going to be fine. He began to eye Borbon who was definitely looking in their direction. He raised his power and quickly transformed back into a Super Saiyan. He looked back to both his friends with a serious expression, “Well, what are we waiting for? Let’s go kick her ass.” Both Shihori and Goten smiled at him and followed suit to transform into Super Saiyans as well. Shihori motioned to the two boys for them to follow her and she speedily dashed her way over toward her father. Korian was standing his ground in the face off against Borbon when he was rejoined by the other three. Shihori spoke to her father without averting her eyes from the threat, “I sure hope you have some kind of plan.” Korian glanced over to her and saw that she was resolutely focused on re-engaging Borbon despite the immeasurable gap their abilities, “Still working on that. Are you three alright?” All of them either nodded or gave a quick thumbs up to indicate they were fit to fight. Borbon briefly closed her eyes and scoffed to herself because suddenly found all this posturing quite amusing, “Just to give you an idea about how livid I am with all of you. When I’m finished dealing with you four, I’ll going to ensure that the whole damn Saiyan race goes extinct. Every. Last. One.” Korian narrowed his eyes at her over her genocidal comments and spoke in a serious, angry tone, “Over my dead body.” Borbon found his response hilarious and gave him a big grin to show her delight, “That’s the idea.” Korian launched himself forward without warning. He was quickly followed by the three younger Saiyans in an all-out attack against Borbon. Korian clashed fists with her first, followed by Shihori using her father’s distraction to weave her sword attacks around his body. She lashed out speedily at Borbon with her sword from orthodox angles before disappearing behind Korian’s taller frame. It was like an odd game of peek-a-boo playing out as Korian continued to punch away at her and Shihori attacked with calculated precision so Borbon would not only have to dodge his fists but her sword at the same time. Goten and Trunks each formed up on either side of Borbon and quickly joined the melee. One attacked high while the other came in low and fast. It was four on one and even still Borbon managed to cleanly block, deflect, or outright dodge all their attacks regardless of the pressure they applied. She found an opening on Goten and threw a quick, short range punch into his throat which caused him to choke on the knuckles that collapsed his throat. He fell to the ground clutching his throat and gasping for air. Borbon began to count out loud as if she was keeping tally during a game, “One.” Next, she spun around to face Korian but was truly focused on dodging Shihori’s weapon envelope that continued to strike out at random. Borbon saw an opening just as Korian threw a high side kick that was intended for her head. She slid feet first between Korian’s legs to quickly reach Shihori and give her the attention she craved. She came at her with speed too fast for the young lady’s eyes to follow, a smirk was clearly displayed on her violet lips as she had caught Shihori by surprise. She caught Shihori’s weapon hand to prevent her from attacking any further. She followed this up by pulling her into a swift and punishing knee strike that was buried into her solar plexus. Shihori felt like she was hit by a bullet train when that knee cracked her body armor and caved in her chest. She flew backwards into the ground, writhing in pain. “Two.” Korian wheeled around with a ki attack in his hands and he outstretched hand to fire but instead of meeting Borbon face to face, he only saw Shihori laid out prone on the ground. “Three.” Korian was caught off guard when he heard these words and he quickly snapped his attention back to where Trunks has been fighting. Borbon had him locked up in a standing rear naked choke which had the boy struggling to wrench himself free. Korian moved to intervene before Borbon could cause further harm to Trunks, but instead she dropped him to the ground on his knees. She had used Trunks to lure Korian in to attack range. Borbon angled herself and threw a lightning fast side kick into Korian’s face which caused blood to erupt from his mouth. Korian was lifted off the ground by the attack but he quickly found himself laid out flat on his back. The Angel rounded Korian calmly and stood over his supine body. He managed to prop himself up on his elbows and spat blood onto the ground next to him. He was collapsed back down to the ground when Borbon surprised him by pressing the heel of her shoe down into his chest. She held out her hand with energy being built up in her palm, “Four.” Korian looked up at her with a pain filled expression that spoke volumes of enmity even though he was in no position to counterattack. Suddenly, a golden beam cut through the air which caused Borbon to leap up into the air to avoid being struck. The beam came dangerously close to Korian’s body on the ground, so close in fact that he could feel the pressure from the energy as it passed over him. Once Borbon touched down on the ground she turned her attention to the point of origin of the attack. She saw that Shihori was on her feet with one arm raised and the other clutching her chest where she had taken the previous attack. She was panting heavily yet her eyes were locked on to Borbon and burning with rage. Borbon groaned to herself in frustration that she had to deal with this unexpected nuisance, “Clearly your daughter doesn’t know when to give up does she?” Shihori drew out her sword and began to walk forward one determined step at a time. Each foot fall gaining speed until the rabbit eared Super Saiyan was at a full sprint toward Borbon. The Angel was surprised by her willpower to continue the attack even though she was so clearly out matched by herself. Shihori came at her quickly and leapt up to deliver a slash downward that cut through the air where Borbon had been standing. Shihori adjusted herself to Borbon’s reactions and rotated her wrists to cut across diagonally toward her neck in a decapitation strike. Borbon moved with graceful footwork and minimum upper body movement to evade her attacks. All the while she had an expression of pure focus on her face as she worked herself around Shihori’s hate filled attacks. “You tried to have me killed! You tried to kill my friends! You tried to kill my family! We’re still here and we’re not going anywhere, you bitch! Now I’m going to f*@$ing kill you!” Shihori screamed in a moment of pure unbridled rage and poured all her emotions into every attack she made against Borbon. The Angel started to grow weary of her mouth and annoying sword attacks. Borbon sighed to herself just as Shihori wound herself up for an overhead strike, she drove the point of her elbow deep into the young ladies’ guts. Shihori gasped and her body shuddered briefly before immediately falling out of Super Saiyan. The single pinpoint blow caused considerable damage to her and promptly put her out of commission. Shihori’s open mouth yielded a stream of blood that cascaded out both sides and down her chin. She collapsed to her knees with a clatter of steel from her sword hitting the ground. She began to topple over but Borbon stopped her from hitting the ground by lightly touching her forehead with the tips of her fingers. She flipped her sword up off the ground using the toe of her shoe and snatched it out of mid-air with expert finesse. Korian coughed and pressed himself up off the ground to a knee. He willed his body forward as he came to realize his daughter had come to his aid and fell into the clutches of this unstoppable juggernaut. “Shihori, NO!” he shouted at the top of his lungs while he shakily stood on his own two feet. Borbon had now seized Shihori by the ears and she began pulling back on her head to expose her neck. “She looks tired Korian. I think it’s time we retire poor Shihori here from the game.” Borbon held the blade against Shihori’s neck with sufficient pressure that blood began to trickle down the blade from the wound it created on her neck. “Permanently.” The Angel savagely smiled at the horrified reaction that Korian gave when he saw his daughter in mortal peril. Korian was beside himself with a sense of fear that only a parent watching their child get hurt could understand. “Stop it Borbon, leave her alone! It’s me you want, not her! Let her go!” His pleas went ignored by the Angel who continued to direct her attention to Shihori, “Show me how much you love him Shihori. Tell him!” Tears began to build in her eyes as she watched the anguish in her father’s face. She desperately tried to hold them back so as not to cause him any more pain. She knew these were likely to be their last moments together. Her words were filled with an air of sadness, but she tried her best to be brave for his sake, “It’s going to be okay, Papa.” She swallowed and felt blade cutting into her flesh. “Don’t worry about me. You finish her off no matter what happens.” Korian’s fists were tightly clenched as he had made up his mind. He was about to make his move when Borbon called over to him, “Don’t even think about using your little tricks the Supreme Kai taught you. I’ll remove her head faster than you can even twitch a muscle.” Her violet eyes pivoted side to side now spotting both Goten and Trunks attempting to creep up on her flanks, “Ah, Ah, Ah, that goes for you two as well.” Both of them froze in place at the admonishment Borbon levied at them. Goten called over to Shihori, “Hang on, Shihori! We’re coming!” She couldn’t see Goten but hearing his voice gave her some form of comfort. She slowly raised her hand as if she was reaching out to him, “I’m not getting out of trouble this time, I’m sorry, Goten. I wanted us to….” Borbon pressed the blade harder into her neck which caused Shihori’s words to be cut off. Goten growled at the Angel and clenched his fists in anger, “Let her go you friggin’ monster!” Borbon just shook her head in disgust and when she became still again her eyes focused on Korian. “You brought this on yourself. You know, in some small way I pity you. You ended up sacrificing your first-born child for absolutely nothing; I feel like there’s some poetic justice that we should be noting but who are we kidding. I’m going to enjoy every single second that ticks by while I remove her head and when her lifeless body falls to the ground. I want you to know that it was all your fault. Now don’t blink because you’re not going to want to miss this.”[/FONT] [/QUOTE]
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