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Chapter 19 – Final battle
‘Radditz, get out of
here! You know you’re no match for him!’ Vegeta desperately tries to convince
Radditz, but he won’t give in.
‘I don’t give a damn,
Vegeta. I’m sworn to protect you, I won’t let you die at the hands of this
monster.’
‘I won’t be able to concentrate
when you’re here!’
‘I’m not a child
anymore Vegeta, and neither are you. Don’t worry about me, I’ll take care of
myself.’
Vegeta growls in the
back of his throat.
‘What is it with
people giving me commands these
days?’
Mirai comes out of the
cabin, drawing his sword and positioning himself next to Prince Vegeta.
‘What is it with me these days? Why is everyone after my
ass?’ Mirai asks in reply to Vegeta’s question.
‘I wouldn’t know,’
Radditz remarks. ‘Must be the exotic hair color.’
‘Ugh. Whatever.
Vegeta, you know the king better than anyone. How are we going to defeat him?’
‘To be honest, I don’t
have a fucking clue. I thought we got rid of him the last time we defeated
him.’
Mirai Trunks gasps in
surprise. “Are you shitting me? You
don’t know how?”
“All I know is that
we’re going to try.”
“If you die today…”
“There will be no
tomorrow. I know.”
King Vegeta stretches
out his hands. “I’m tired of all this talk. Let’s play!”
Shadows all around. A
voice commanding him to obey. Red blood…
‘Snap out of it, all
of you. Don’t let him get to you, he’s trying to control you.’
Vegeta’s guiding voice
reassures them, gives them hope.
Toorah opens his eyes
again. The prince and the king are standing opposite each other, hands clenched
together, fangs bared. A wordless battle is fought between them.
“A foolish thing to
do, brat. You shouldn’t even come near me! I can squeeze the life out of you,
just like last time we met…”
The prince screams as
the king reminds him of their last encounter. Mirai lunges at the king and
swings his sword down.
‘Gotcha.’ The voice of
the king echoes inside his mind as he looks down on the dying form of the
prince, choking on his own blood.
“N… nani?”
‘Don’t worry, Trunks,
I’m fine. He’s playing tricks on you.’
‘But it feels…’
‘Real? Reality has
many faces.’
‘Where are you?’
‘Right beside you. Try
to stay calm.’
“This is annoying,”
King Vegeta decides. “It’s Vegeta I want, and the little bitch. As for the rest
of you…”
He speaks words in
ancient Saiya-go and Mirai feels the ground dissolve under his feet.
‘What’s happening?’
‘He’s isolating us
from the others, to make us nervous. Stay calm.’
They reappear in a
foggy world, their surroundings are grey.
“All mine…” They can’t
see the king, but they can sense his presence all around them.
“Now who comes first?
The brat, or the bitch?”
A cold breeze sweeps
past them.
Mirai feels drops of
sweat form on his brow. He isn’t used to this kind of battle. For Kami’s sake,
he isn’t a mastermind! He isn’t skilled in the battle of the mind at all. Tears
well up in his eyes as he starts to feel powerless.
‘Trunks?’
He swiftly wipes away
the upcoming tears. ‘Nothing. I just wish I was more skilled in mind battles.’
Suddenly, Vegeta is
cast away into a rock wall. The moment Mirai turns around, he too is hit and
plummets into a pile of rocks.
‘I can’t see him!’ he cries mentally to Vegeta.
‘There’s more than one
way to see,’ Vegeta offers wisely.
‘How?’
‘You have to do that
yourself, Trunks. I can only show you the way.’
Fear overwhelms Mirai
Trunks as the voice of Vegeta fades away. His breathing becomes ragged.
‘Don’t panic, don’t
panic,’ he repeats to himself. He forces his breathing back to normal and
closes his eyes.
The king is right next
to him. How the hell he is able to see him now, Mirai hasn’t got a clue. But
there he is, standing out perfectly clear.
The king chuckles
softly.
“Very impressive,
little bitch. But now what will you do?”
“I know… I’m not
supposed to fight you physically,” Mirai says, hesitating slightly.
“Do you know or do you
think you know?”
“I know.” Mirai’s eyes
become brighter as he looks at his opponent.
“I also know I’m sick
and tired of listening to your BULLSHIT!” Mirai’s eyes become black orbs now
and he lunges himself at the king, sword first. The king is unable to block the
attack, but whirls around in a reflex movement. The sword doesn’t do a lot of
damage and hits the ground.
“What’s this? Guided
by a mastermind?”
The king raises his
hands and speaks a phrase in ancient Saiya-go again. Mirai is hit with a
tremendous force and is unable to get up afterwards. Some power is holding him
down fiercely.
“I already anticipated
that the brat would back you up,” the king says while threateningly approaching
Mirai. “You should have learned by now that I am not that easy to defeat.”
Mirai lifts his
fingers to his forehead and fazes out. He reappears behind the king and hisses:
“Neither am I.”
In a fluid movement,
he grabs the king’s arm and swings him into a pile of rocks. He leaps forward
to regain his sword… but the king is already there, waiting for him.
The world seems to
move in slow motion as Mirai runs up a wall and jumps over the king. He pushes
away from the opposite wall and crashes into King Vegeta, grabbing the hand
that holds his sword.
“That belongs to me,” he snarls.
“You’ve got the world
mixed up, bitch. You belong to me, and so does everything you own.” King
Vegeta’s eyes glow red and Mirai backs away.
‘He wouldn’t…’
“Oh yes he would,” the
king replies before transforming into Trans-Oozaru.
“Mine,” the beast grunts.
‘Screw this.’ Mirai
closes his eyes and pictures the full Chikyuu moon. His blood boils as he opens
his eyes… as a Trans-Oozaru.
“Huh?” the beast
Vegeta grunts in surprise.
“Let me tell you a
little secret: since the prince and I achieved a devil’s bond, I can become
Trans-Oozaru at will. And since your transformation is only imaginary, I will
defeat you in this form.”
The beast Vegeta
growls at him and attacks.
Grunts and yelps echo
through the wastelands as the king and his grandson fight each other.
Claws are everywhere. He can’t run from them.
He feels how they tear away his skin, his flesh and consequently hit the bones
underneath. It hurts… Kami it hurts…
Mirai wakes up
screaming, waving his arms around and kicking the covers away.
“Trunks, relax. You’re
safe now.”
It takes him several
seconds to recognize Goku’s face.
“Goku?”
“I’m here. You’re safe
now. The king is gone.”
“Forever?”
“He won’t be back.”
Mirai looks around as
if he expects the king to barge in on them. After a few moments, he calms down.
“Where is Vegeta?”
“Resting as well.”
Mirai sits up and
closes his eyes. Then he glares at Goku.
“I can’t sense him.”
“He’s asleep.”
“You’re lying!”
The vision fades away. He hears Goku laughing
at him. The claws are back again, skinning him alive. A furry tail swings by
and he grabs it, causing the beast Vegeta to yelp in pain. He crawls on top of
the royal beast and brings down his deadly jaws to deliver the final bite to
the king’s exposed throat.
“Trunks?”
Toorah’s soothing
voice hits his ears.
“Are you awake?”
Mirai shifts and
grunts in pain. He feels bandages cover his body. This seems very familiar.
“Man, Trans-Oozaru
fights suck. I don’t care whether that’s blasphemy in the Saiyan world.”
“He damaged you good,”
Toorah smiles. “But I’ll enjoy nursing you back to health.”
“Last time we were
together you didn’t seem too concerned about my physical health,” Mirai
chuckles.
“I knew you could
handle it.”
“Handle what?” Mirai
looks at Toorah expectantly, waiting for an answer.
The vision fades away. ‘How long can you keep
this up, Vegeta?’ Mirai grunts into the king’s mind. ‘I won’t let you win. You
might as well save yourself the trouble.’
The king retorts with a vicious attack, pinning
the beast Trunks down to the ground.
“Unh!”
“That’s it, scream for me, little bitch. Just
like you used to do.”
The beast Trunks turns its head and snarls at
the Trans-Oozaru on top of him.
“In… your… dreams.”
The world moves in
slow motion again. Mirai pulls up his knee and throws the king off of him. He
jumps up and goes after him, chasing him like the prey he is. He charges up a
ki blast and fires repeatedly at the king.
‘Die, you son of a
bitch.’
Mirai falls back into
his body again. He recognizes Toorah and Radditz, their faces grimacing in
horror. He looks at his own bloody hands and then down onto the remains of his
mate.
King Vegeta fooled
them all.
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