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Chapter 16 – Toorah
“Would you look at
that?” In Otherworld, Toorah and Radditz watch as Goku and Mirai Trunks fight
each other.
“Amazing. But foolish.
They might blow up the planet using this much ki.” Radditz frowns worriedly.
“Isn’t there another
way to solve this?” Toorah asks his father.
“I don’t have a clue,”
Radditz admits. “It is a messed up situation: Vegeta never expected the devil’s
bond to be so strong and unique. He’d probably react the same way when Mirai
Trunks bonded with someone else. That’s the thing with those damned dominant
Saiyans. They’re so fucking aggressive, it’s ridiculous.”
Toorah’s mouth falls
open. “What did you just say?”
“That dominant Saiyans
are needlessly violent?”
“No, before that…
Father, you’re a genius! I know how to settle this without anyone getting
killed!”
“What are you talking
about?” Radditz looks at the empty space beside him.
His son is gone.
It takes all of
Vegeta’s self-control to refrain from participating in the fight. At first,
Kakarot was winning, but at long last it seems that Mirai Trunks is having the
upper hand. They already transformed back to Saiyan form, the fight was too
intense to last long.
Mirai Trunks swings
his sword at Goku, who catches it with his bare hands. Blood starts to drip to
the ground as Mirai pushes the blade down.
Groaning, Goku falls
down on one knee. Vegeta is torn apart on the sideline. He knows is supposed to
help Kakarot, but he is also bonded to Mirai and has to do as he wishes. Tears
of despair well up in his eyes…
Goku looks up at Mirai
Trunks, feeling dizzy from the loss of blood. He knows the fight is over. Still
he can’t convince himself to let go of the blade. His instinct tells him to
hold on just one more moment…
Goku gasps and looks
past Mirai as he sees a familiar face. Mirai Trunks is distracted and pulls
back his sword, thus giving Goku a chance to escape. He looks over his shoulder
and then the world fades to black.
“What the hell just
happened?” Vegeta, his vision blurred by his own tears, hasn’t seen what just
happened.
“He just vanished…”
Goku chokes out. “I thought I saw Toorah…”
“Toorah? What the hell
has he got to do with anything?”
“I think your son just
saved my ass,” Goku states tiredly. “I don’t know what he’s up to, but he probably
knows what he’s doing.”
Vegeta ITs them to the
hospital wing of Capsule Corp.
“Just patch me up,
Vegeta. No senzu.”
“You want to heal
naturally?”
Goku nods with a weak
smile. “You’ve been away for a long time, now you’ll have to take care of me.”
“I love the sound of
that,” Vegeta smirks. He starts to work on Goku’s injuries and then takes off
to the cabin in the woods, carrying his sleeping mate in his arms.
Mirai Trunks finds
himself in the darkness that surrounds him. A bright light appears in front of
him and he recognizes Toorah’s face. He growls, instinctively knowing it was
Toorah who took him away from the fight. The darkness remains, making him
realize that he’s not regained his consciousness yet.
‘Stop growling, you
idiot,’ Toorah says. ‘Don’t you see? I saved all of your asses by taking you
away from the fight. If you would have killed Kakarot, Vegeta would have been
miserable for the rest of his life. He’d be devastated, and so would you, since
you are bonded.’
Mirai glares at Toorah
defiantly.
‘I don’t believe you.
If that’s true, I would never have been able to even attack Goku. My bond with
Vegeta forbids me to do anything that would harm him.’
‘Your bond with Vegeta
also tells you to destroy anyone who could represent a threat to your relationship.
I don’t know if you were really able to kill Kakarot, but I figured it’d be
best if we didn’t find out.’
‘Hn. You can’t keep me
here against my will, Toorah. I will go back there and finish what I’ve
started.’
Toorah chuckles. ‘In
your dreams, Trunks.’
‘Nani?’
‘There’s no way I let
you get away from me now… You’re talking about my father and my uncle here! I
won’t let you harm them…’
‘Screw you, Toorah!’
Mirai curses his weak body for not waking up. He gasps as he hears Toorah’s
reply:
‘That’s a very
interesting suggestion indeed, Trunks.’
Mirai wakes up,
fighting for air. He looks around frantically, but Toorah is nowhere to be seen.
Mirai gets up and walks out of the room. He recognizes the cave where he
celebrated his first Saiyan victory party.
‘Thank Kami. All I
have to do is IT myself out of here.’
Mirai puts his fingers
to his forehead and vanishes.
When he opens his
eyes, he’s still inside the cave. Toorah looks up to him from below and grins.
‘Uh-uh, Trunks. I made
sure you won’t be able to escape that way.’
“You Kami-damned
bastard! What have you done to me?” Mirai screams down to him.
“I gave you a
time-out, Trunks. Plain and simple. As long as your motivation to return to
Chikyuu is the destruction of Kakarot, you won’t be able to leave here.” Toorah
floats up to where Mirai is standing.
He fazes out and
reappears right in front of Mirai, grabbing his throat and pushing him up
against the wall.
“Don’t you dare call me a bastard,” he hisses. “I never
killed anyone who didn’t deserve it. You on the other hand are an obsessed
psychopath who is desperately in need of help. There are two ways to do this,
Trunks. Either you let me help you through this, or…”
“Or what, big guy?”
Sarcasm drips from Mirai’s voice.
“Or you’d force me
into doing things I don’t want to do to you,” Toorah growls.
“Touching. I never
knew you cared.”
“I do. Not just
because I’m supposed to look after my family, but also because I care about you.”
“If you care about me,
you let me go take care of my business.”
“Forget it.” Toorah
releases him and jumps back to the floor.
Two days later. The
situation is driving Mirai Trunks insane. His instincts tell him that he has to find a way back to Chikyuu and
claim his mate. But he’s stuck here… He’s tried everything to convince Toorah
to let him go. He even talked to Radditz and King Vegeta, but to no avail.
“Fucking bastards,” he
whispers powerlessly. Fever burns inside his body. He hasn’t eaten in two days.
He feels restless. And Kami damn it, horny as hell. He can’t help himself;
images of Vegeta flash through his mind.
Naked.
Crawling.
Sucking.
Coming.
Tears well up in his
eyes as he rolls into a fetal position. Sobs rack through his body.
“Trunks?” Toorah
carefully enters the room, expecting Mirai to attack him.
“Seems… to be… my
destiny…” he hears Trunks choke out. “To have… others… dominate me… against my
will…”
He approaches Mirai
Trunks and puts a hand on his trembling shoulder.
Mirai slaps his hand
away and crawls back until he reaches the nearest wall.
“Get away from me,” he
pleads. “I can’t… take this anymore…”
“Let me help you,
Trunks,” Toorah says. “Just let me in.”
Mirai leaps forward
and throws Toorah off his feet. Holding him down, he hisses: “If you want to
help me, let me go! Being away from
Vegeta is killing me!”
Waves of despair wash
over Toorah as he looks in Mirai’s eyes.
“I can’t let you go,”
he replies in a determined way.
Mirai Trunks bares his
fangs and hits Toorah repeatedly. He soon feels how Toorah lifts him up and
swings him into a wall. Mirai crashes through it and lands in the cave hall. He
jumps to his feet and watches how Toorah flies at him. Rage clouds his mind and
senses as he flies up to fight the other Saiyan.
Radditz senses the
rise in ki and runs inside. Warriors form a ring around the two fighters
circling around each other.
“It’s about time
someone had a decent fight again,” Nappa smirks as he notices Radditz enter the
hall.
Radditz sighs in
defeat. “This is going to cost us another mountain.”
Nappa chuckles. “It’s
the only way to go!”
“I just hope Toorah
gets out of this in one piece.”
Nappa looks at Radditz
surprised. “Are you kidding me? No one here is a match for him, why would this
half-breed be?”
“He’s Vegeta’s
future son.”
“Nani?” Nappa’s jaw almost drops to the floor. “Then
this could get very interesting…”
They refrain from
further comments as the watch the fight. Surely, the mountain starts to crumble
and collapse in an early stage of the fight. The other Saiyans have to run to
prevent being buried alive.
Toorah and Mirai
Trunks continue their fight outside…
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