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DBM Universe 12-14 and "Mirai" world : Twin Pain

Written by Foenidis

Adapted by Adamantine

In this alternative world where Mirai Trunks comes from, all our heroes were killed by the cyborgs... This story tells the details of that, it tells you about a part of the common story of universes 12 and 14.

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[Chapter Cover]

A powerful shock wave obliged Bulma to protect herself when the child's hair slowly raised before lighting up with a golden glow. The young woman hardly have time to lower the arm she had raised to protect her face to see the wake of a golden missile that disappeared at incredible speed in the wide gap that ran through the several floors of the house.

Two booted feet landed on a wide chipped paving.

An expression of irritation appeared for a second of Vegeta's face when he discovered the sad scenery of the damaged building, towards which he calmly went, not paying the mere attention to the maimed body of the ill-fated Mr. Popo. He stopped at the top of the stairs and starred at an item laying on the ground as his gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, give-aways of the anger rising in him.

At his feet there is a long and broken walking stick made of gnarled wood laying near the print of a burnt figure whose form clearly showed who it belonged to.

A raging roar echoed in the silent sky and the blow of a sudden display of energy showed the changes in the Saiyan at the same time. After he had taken a deep breath, he yelled, his voice full of hatred.

“You damned fuckers! I'm going to dismember you, limb by limb, DO YOU HEAR ME?!”

The echo of the deafening call just died away that a girly voice answered him.

“No need to scream like this... We're not deaf!”

The two cyborgs calmly appeared at the palace's entrance. The sleeve on 18's right arm was stained with purple blood, and on her hand hung a white plush toy, dead-still and bloody that she's holding by the tail. And then, she eventually scornfully dropped it.

“That cat wasn't quite easy to catch.”

“Yeah, it was worth the while we have waited. We have had a lot of fun!” her brother went on.

He scanned the surrounding corpses.

“Too bad that they can't be resurrected.... I'd have done it all over again.” Then his eyes fell on Vegeta. “That's right, it'll be less funny when we'll have killed all of you... The others are so frail... It's so annoying!”

The Saiyan lighted up his aura and the gigantic display of energy obliged the cyborgs to protected themselves while a part of the already weakened frontage crumbled. He growled with fury.

“You've killed the only one who was able to give me the day I needed to beat Kakarot! I'm not going to kill you because I have to, but out of pure pleasure... The pleasure to feel each of your damned bolts being crushed under my boot before your damned energy disappear forever...” He's screaming now. “I'LL MAKE YOU REGRET TO HAVE EVEN BEEN BORN!”

“Wow... what a nice prog...” 17 was starting to laugh. But he's suddenly interrupted by Vegeta. After having thrown himself on his opponent, the Saiyan furiously hit his target. Each blow was dealt with vigour and accurately. The fist hit spite and, for the first time, the cyborg bent under these blows, moving back under the rain of impacts.

Mistreated for a while, the young man still managed to get back on his feet. With one swift and precise gesture, he seized the fists that kept beating him with so much strength one after the other.

Vegeta gritted his teeth. He glared at the cyborg who was resisting his strength, he was so angry that it could be possible to catch the hint of madness in his eyes. His arms lightly shook when a new energy blow gave away his rise of powers and that quick lightning crackled on his aura. But his opponent didn't give in, smirking to challenge the face that rage distorted.

Vegeta eventually smiled too. A little smirk. A smirk that gave his eyes an even crueller hint.

Surprised, 17 suddenly looked at his hands. From the joints of his closed hands that were covering Vegeta's, there were at first a yellow light that kept getting brighter and brighter to finally shine with intense rays, right before the cyborg's two hands were abruptly pushed back by a violent double explosion.

The impact is so violent that 17 lost his balance and fell backwards to the ground. He remained sitting down for a split second, to look at his darkened and steaming hands.

Busy with looking at his fingers, he didn't pay attention to the shadow that was swooping down on him. It was his opponent's, taking advantage of it to appear at top speed in order to sweep his head with a dreadful circular kick. The cyborg was one again violently thrown backwards. He fell several yards away before he stopped his involuntary momentum by bracing himself, digging his fingers in the tiles.

Once again, Vegeta didn't give him time to react. In a quarter of a second, he had gone to him to throw him in the air with a tremendous kick in the stomach, he then went after him to shoot a formidable blast with his both hands that touched the stomach of his powerless adversary.

Thrown away once again, the latter finally get back on his feet. He turned around to stop the course provoked by Vegeta's shoot before going after the Saiyan.

In the sky, the shock of the two strength is incredible and the impact of their endless blows made the air strongly vibrate.

Suddenly, it was Vegeta's figure's turn to abruptly fall... destroying the tiling to noisily disappear in the basement of the big terrace.

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