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(A/N: I've had some people ask when I'm going to focus on Trunks and 18's relationship again. I'll be focusing on them right after Baby is stopped. There relationship will be going through a change after 18 having thought that Trunks was dead, so you can look forward to that.)
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Chapter 30: The Next Level
"Get away from her!"
Baby looked over his shoulder at Trunks. The saiyan was on his feet again, seething with fury.
"Well, well," the Tuffle remarked, "look at this. You're still able to stand on your feet after all that." He turned back to 18. "Now be a good boy and just stay right there while I deal with this piece of scrap metal."
"I said get away from her!" He transformed to an Ascended Saiyan again, his power rising regardless of his aching body. "You will not touch her AGAIN!"
He cried out loudly as his power exploded outward. Baby looked back at him, squinting as dirt and rocks flew past his face. The increase of the boy's power was interesting him.
"Scream, scream, scream." Baby muttered. "That's all you saiyans do. Can't you just shut up already?"
Trunks just cried out louder. His entire body was pulsing with energy. The smile on Baby's face dropped as he felt Trunks' power rising. Then surprise turned to horror as the boy's strength continued going up even higher.
"What? What's happening? The guy was half dead a moment ago. Where is he drawing this power from?"
Trunks' body surged with power and he began to glow. A tornado of energy surrounded him, swirling around the clouds over his head. Beads of sweat ran down his head as he began twitching. His veins bulged out all over, his muscles shaking. Then his golden hair began to extend. First a little, then some more, before it began growing at a much faster rate.
Baby's eyes were wide with disbelief as he watched Trunks slowly transform. The boy's hair kept growing as his power went through the roof and kept going. His entire body was lit up with gold light, his energy aura shattering the hard ground under his feet.
His hair continued extending until it reached his waist. Then he threw back his head and shouted to the sky as an explosion of energy burst from his body. Baby was blinded by the light and forced to look away. He slowly turned back to the saiyan and stared at him in horror.
Trunks had transformed. His golden hair was down past his waist, his large muscles even bigger. Even his facial features were different, making him look far more intimidating. And his eyes were different as well. They were larger, sharper, more focused, glaring at Baby with incredible fury.
Baby was shaking fearfully and unconsciously took a step back. "What have you done? What happened to you?"
Trunks continued staring at Baby. "Truthfully, I have no idea. But if I had to take a guess, I'd say I just ascended to the next level."
Baby growled. "You saiyans and your damn hair. You change your its color or length and you think you're so tough. Well let me tell you something, your little transformation isn't going to help you." He turned back to 18. "I'll deal with you once I finish off this whore. I'm tired of her interfering." He raised his hand to finish her off. "Say goodbye!"
Trunks moved so fast that Baby didn't even sense him. He grabbed Baby's raised hand and pulled it back. Baby cried out in pain, unable to believe how quickly the saiyan had moved.
"What, how did you...?"
"I said," Trunks hissed, pulling his arm back further, "you will not touch her again."
He dragged him back, away from 18. Twisting his arm further, he made Baby turn around. His grip tightened considerable and Baby dropped to his knees. He tried desperately to pull his hand free, but Trunks wouldn't release him.
"Unhand me!"
"What's wrong?" Trunks asked, in a calm voice. "Can't the mightiest being in the universe break the grip of a lousy saiyan monkey?" Growling, Baby liquefied his arm and pulled it away. Trunks slowly lowered his hand, his expression unchanging. "Apparently not. He has to resort to cheep tricks."
Baby got to his feet, rubbing his sore wrist. "Saiyan scum!"
He threw a punch, but Trunks vanished. Baby blinked, looking around. Trunks was nowhere in sight. He couldn't even sense him.
Then he appeared behind him. Baby froze, knowing where the saiyan was. Growling, he gathered energy and spun around, firing. But Trunks was gone again. He reappeared standing on top of Baby's head, hovering just enough to not put any weight down on him.
"How dare you." Baby snarled. "You dare to toy with me!"
He made an attempt to grab at Trunks, but before he barely moved, Trunks had disappeared again, reappearing in front of him, and slammed his fist in Baby's gut. The Tuffle's eyes widened in shock and pain as Trunks' fist buried into him nearly up to his elbow.
"AH!" Trunks cried, unleashing a blast of energy into Baby's torso.
For a moment, Baby blacked out. Then next thing he knew, he was laying on his back, looking up at the sky. Grunting in pain, he forced himself to stand up. He saw Trunks standing a good thirty feet away in the same position he had been in when he had blasted him.
"Damn saiyan." Baby grumbled, getting to his feet. "Damn saiyan!"
He tried to stand up, but immediately fell over. To his surprise, he didn't hit the ground. Trunks had appeared behind him, holding onto him so he wouldn't fall over.
"Feel helpless?" Trunks taunted humorlessly. "It's not much fun being at someone else's mercy, is it?"
He tossed Baby over his shoulder, then was at him again. It felt like Baby was having every square inch of his body hit at the same time. A single powerful blow turned Baby's head completely around, which would have killed him if his body wasn't able to mold into any shape.
He fell flat on his back, his face hitting the ground. Groaning, his head turned back to its original position. He saw Trunks standing over him, and forced himself to sit up. Raising his arm, he launched his fist. Trunks easily caught the flying fist with one hand. Once it stopped moving, he blasted it, and it was completely disintegrated.
Baby snarled as his hand grew back. With a savage cry, he disappeared. Trunks fist shot out, seeming to hit nothing but air, but Baby suddenly appeared at the other end. He stumbled back, rubbing his jaw, then went on the attack. He threw a rapid series of punches and kicks, but Trunks easily dodged them. Not a single hit landed.
"Why don't you fight back?" Baby demanded. "Is defending all you can-"
Trunks' fist once again buried in Baby's gut. A shower of spittle flew from Baby's mouth as he grunted in pain.
"I'm sorry." said Trunks. "I thought you wanted me to fight back. Was I wrong?"
Baby snarled and disappeared again. Trunks' arm shot straight up, colliding with Baby's face as he appeared behind the saiyan. The Tuffle dropped to the ground, holding his face, his nose broken, though it immediately healed itself.
"Tell me, Baby," said Trunks, "how does it feel to be toyed with? To have someone stronger than you able to do whatever they want, and you're powerless to stop them? I bet that's how all your victims felt. Everyone you've ever killed or taken over. It hurts, doesn't it?"
Baby looked up at him, seeing his back turned. "You foolish saiyan. Your puny little mind can't possibly understand a superior being such as myself."
He lunged for Trunks' tail, going for his weakness. The tail moved away just before Baby's hand closed around it, then swatted him in the face with enough force to knock Baby to the ground.
"Going for my weakness while my back is turned?" Trunks asked. "That's really low." He turned to face him. "Then again, someone as weak and pathetic as you couldn't possibly understand that."
Baby roared angrily and jumped away from him. He began firing blasts of energy at the saiyan at a rapid pace. Trunks didn't even bother to avoid them. He cried out loudly and his own energy surged outward. Baby's energy blasts bounced off his aura easily.
The Tuffle was furious. "Oh yeah, take this!"
He fired a much stronger blast of energy. Trunks braced himself and kicked the energy blast, sending it up into space. "Is that all? I'm not impressed."
Baby growled. "Don't you dare look down on me! Your attacks are nothing compared to mine!"
"Oh no? Let's see. Masenko-Ha!"
A powerful blast of energy burst from Trunks' hands. Baby's eyes widened in shock and he held his hands up to defend himself. The attack slammed into him and he went flying. The attack forced him up and away until he was finally able to push himself off the blast of energy.
Breathing heavily, he turned around to see Trunks hovering in the air a few feet in front of him. "Damn you..."
"You asked for it." Trunks pointed out. "But it seems it was a bit too much for you. Tell you what, I'll give you a handicap." He put his left arm behind his back. "I'll only fight you with one arm."
Baby's nails dug into his palms. "You dare to mock me? I'll tear you apart!"
He flew at Trunks, his fists flying. Trunks easily dodged them, not even bothering to fight back. At least not for a while. As he promised, he used only one hand, repeatedly punching Baby in the gut. The speed of his blows happened so fast that, to Baby, it appeared as if he had many fists, each one seeming to collide into his chest and stomach at the same time.
Baby's entire body was frozen in the same position, his eyes bulging out of his head as Trunks' blows kept coming. Then Trunks slammed his elbow into Baby's chest with such force that Baby felt his entire body break. He fell from the sky, crashing to the ground with a loud thud.
Trunks landed close by, looking down at him in disgust. Baby's inside shifted around, healing themselves while Trunks waited. Once he had recovered, Baby sat up; his angry eyes landing on Trunks.
"Still too much?" the saiyan asked. "Ok then." He crossed his arms in front of him. "I won't use my arms at all."
Enraged, Baby shouted out his fury and went on the attack. Trunks casually floated backwards, using his legs to block Baby's punches. The ease and casualness that he did this with angered Baby further. With a loud roar, his power exploded outward. Trunks simply jumped back, moving out of range of the explosion of energy.
Once he was a good distance away, he flew back towards him, kicking out with both feet. He broke through the growing sphere of energy surrounding Baby, slamming into him with such force that the Tuffle went flying.
"Enough!" Baby bellowed, stopping his momentum. "You will not make a fool out of me!"
He opened his mouth and unleashed a beam of bright green energy. Trunks easily dodged it and watched as it hit the ground. But rather than exploded like a normal energy blast, it spread like a liquid. When the light vanished, the whole area the attack had spread over was covered in metal.
This surprised Trunks. He hadn't expected that to happen. Baby took notice of the surprised look on his face and laughed. "Like that, do you? That's General Rilldo's Metal Breath attack. It traps whatever it touches in a fine sheet of metal. Not even you, with all your power, can defend against it."
Trunks gave him a look of disapproval. "All you're doing is proving how weak you are by using someone else's attacks."
Baby snarled. "I'll show you weak!"
He fired more Metal Breath. Trunks was careful to avoid it as Baby unleashed it again and again. It wasn't long before metal covered everything, and yet Baby kept up the attack.
'Enough of this.' Trunks decided.
As Baby opened his mouth to fire again, Trunks appeared in front of him, his fist coming up and slamming into Baby's chin. The attack went off in Baby's mouth and his cheeks swelled greatly.
"Sorry about that." Trunks told him. "I know I said I wouldn't use my hands, but I didn't care for the way you were redecorating everything."
Baby was coughing and sputtering, clawing at his throat. His mouth stretched open wide and he spat out a large shapeless ball of metal. He coughed a few times, patting his chest, before glaring at Trunks.
"You... think you're so... smart..." He grinned. "But what you failed to realize is that I was doing more than redecorating."
Dropping down from the sky, he landed on the metal ground and his entire body turned silver. Trunks raised an eyebrow as Baby melted into the ground. A strange sensation came over Trunks. He suddenly felt like Baby was all around him.
Two silver arms shot up out of the metal ground over fifty feet apart. Each one grabbed Trunks' legs and pulled. Trunks glanced down at the two arms, feeling them unsuccessfully pull on him.
He began spinning around at a rapid pace. The two arms twisted together tightly until their grip slipped. In a tangle of limbs, they sank back into the metal and disappeared.
"That's interesting." Trunks commented.
Baby's laughter echoed all around him. "You have no idea."
He burst up from the metal, but it was only from his waist up. The lower portion of his body remained connected to the metal ground. Trunks' eyes narrowed as Baby flew at him. He kicked the approaching machine mutant. Baby hit the metal again, sinking into it like it was water.
From the other side of the metal area, Baby flew towards him again. Trunks fired a blast of energy, blowing Baby to pieces. The pieces fell back to the metal ground, splashing into it.
"Is this all you've got, Baby?" he asked.
This time, five Babys flew out of the ground, reaching for the saiyan. Trunks cried out loudly and his energy flared out. All five Babys were completely obliterated, leaving nothing left.
"I guess that's it." he said in a bored tone.
Once again, Baby's laughed echoed around him. The metal on the ground twisted to form Baby's features. "Foolish saiyan. You can't possibly comprehend my abilities. I've merged with this metal. I'm all around you now. Each individual piece is a part of me. So go ahead, destroy me all you want. I'll simply regenerate."
Trunks considered this a moment before smiling. "Merged with the metal, huh? Well, what happens if there is no metal?"
"What?"
Trunks braced himself, then unleashed a powerful burst of energy. The image of Baby's face in the metal looked shocked as the waves of energy came at him. The entire land was enveloped in golden energy as Trunks' attacked leveled the whole area.
When the attack died down, the metal was gone, completely incinerated, and a large crater was in its place. The only bit that remained was a small puddle of metal. The puddle grew bigger and reformed into Baby.
Trunks came down, looking at Baby with a neutral expression on his face. "Guess you're weren't as invincible as you thought."
Baby struggled to get up, his face twisted with fury. "You... you think you can do this to me? I'll show you. I'll make you pay." He turned to face Trunks. "I'll make you pay!"
His mouth opened and Baby's true form flew out at Trunks. The saiyan reacted quickly. His aura flared outward. Baby hit it like it was a solid wall. He quickly retreated, going back inside Rilldo's body.
Trunks' aura died down and he stared at the Tuffle. "You can't possess me, Baby. I won't let you."
Baby was at his wits end. He began floating up in the air, having come to a decision. "Fine then. If I can't kill you and I can't possess, then I'll destroy this whole planet and everything on it. Then we'll see how long you can last in the cold darkness of space without any air!"
He raised his hands and began to summon up all his power for his most devastating attack. A black ball of energy appeared over his head and began growing at a rapid pace. Trunks could feel nothing from it but pure anger and hatred. It grew to an incredible size, with more than enough energy to destroy the planet.
Baby laughed maniacally. "How do you like this? It's my Super Revenge Death Ball! Consider it the opposite of a Spirit Bomb! It's made up off pure negative energy, containing all of the anger, hatred, and thirst for revenge that everyone has ever felt for the saiyan race! All that power contained in one massive ball of energy!" He grinned broadly at Trunks in an insane manor. "It's time to say goodbye to the last of the saiyans, and this wretched planet! Now DIE!"
He threw the massive ball of energy. Trunks eyes narrowed as it approached. This attack wasn't coming from Baby alone, but from all those who held a grudge against the saiyans. And it was powerful.
"All right then." He said. "I'll counter with an attack my best friend and mentor taught me." He cupped his hands together and prepared to use an attack that he hadn't used in years. "Ka-me-ha-me-HA!"
A large blast of energy burst from Trunks' hands. As bright as Baby's attack was dark, the two attacks came together, coming to a standstill. The vibrations from the two attacks shook the very planet, threatening to shatter it.
"It can't be!" Baby cried. "There's no way you can have as much power as my Death Ball! A lousy stinking saiyan can't possibly stand up to all the hatred of my race!"
"Don't be so sure, Baby!" Trunks shouted up at him. "While you have the intent to destroy, I want to protect! And that determination beats yours!"
More power erupted from him, traveling up the beam of energy and hitting the main sphere. The Kamehameha blast grew bigger and suddenly Baby's Death Ball began to get smaller as it was absorbed by Trunks' attack.
Baby's eyes widened in disbelief as him attack was completely consumed and then came flying towards him. "That's not possible! Damn you!"
He held out his hands to catch the blast. The attack didn't even slow down as it collided with him. He was able to keep it at arms length, but he couldn't push it back or stop it. The attack forced him back as it went higher, beyond the atmosphere and into space.
'Just as Goku did.' Trunks thought. 'Send him straight into the sun and incinerate him.'
He directed the attack so it headed right for the sun. Baby was helpless to do anything accept preventing the attack from consuming him.
"You rotten, lousy, no good, miserably saiyan monkey! How dare you do this to me! I swear I'll get out of this! And once I do, I'll come back and destroy everyone on the planet, whether I've infected them or not! Not a man, woman, or child will be spared! And what is that damn light?"
He looked over his shoulder to see the light that was proceeding to get brighter was coming from the sun. And the energy blast he was stuck on was on a collision course with it.
"The sun! He's forcing me into the sun! That damn monkey!" He could already feel his metal body beginning to liquefy, and not of his own will, as he began to skim the sun's surface. "You damn saiyan! YOU DAMN SAIYAN! AAAHHH!"
The energy blast finally forced its way into the sun and continued straight through. Baby howled in pain and fury as both him and Rilldo were completely reduced to nothing.
On the other side of the sun, the attack came bursting out and continued into space until it finally faded away.
(A/N: Baby and Rilldo have finally been defeated, and Trunks has made it to Super Saiyan Three. It was always my understanding that an Ascended Saiyan was a Super Saiyan 2, as Goku explained when he fought Buu, referring it as "a Super Saiyan that's ascended past a Super Saiyan" -hence, an Ascended Saiyan- "or you could call it a Super Saiyan 2". Which is why I took an Ascended Saiyan and a Super Saiyan 2 being the same thing, though I know that some people view Super Saiyan 2 as the level above an Ascended Saiyan. Either way, he's now a Super Saiyan 3. Had there been a moon, he could have gone to Super Saiyan Four. I know he may have seemed out of character a bit after he transformed, but the transformation does alter one's personality a bit, making them much more arrogant and perhaps a little mean. Now it's time to clean up the mess. And how are things going to change between him and 18? Keep reading to find out.)
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