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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 pen fell before bouncing on the ground on a confused manner several time. The one person responsible for this unfortunate fell was buzzing about on a desk sinking under a heterogeneous mess made of scribbled papers with notes and diagrams more or less complicated, with various tools. After one last succession of maneuvers on the keyboard of her computer, Bulma feverishly started rummaging through the incredible mess that had invaded her work space.

Triumphant, she eventually get a small black case that she connected to her computer... before growing impatient in front of one of the screen on which numerous mathematics were scrolling down at high speed.

“Com'on, com'on, com'on... I've no time... quick, quick, quick...”

Suddenly, she brutally extracted the connecting cable. “FINALLY!”

She burst out in the corridor, whose ceiling was patched up, to run in the maze of the big house. She eventually burst in the living room where were Gohan and Krilin. Both of them gave a start when they saw her.

“Krilin!” she exclaimed before warmly hugging her old friend. “I'm so glad to see you at last.”

He let her hug him without moving and starred at the ground with sorrow in his eyes when she let him go and moved back. A pregnant silence set in that even the young Saiyan didn't dare breaking. Not able to bear it anymore, Krilin courageously decide to break it.

“Bulma... I...”

“You're not responsible.” said Bulma, happy to help her friend, her voice compassionate. “We all know that you did your best, and probably more.” She quickly changed the topic. “The earthquake from earlier... That was them again, right?”

Son Gohan frowned, looking worried.

“Yes... quick, give it to us. We can't let Vegeta alone with them for much longer.”

Bulma handed him the small black case from the laboratory.

“There is it! Well, you'll have to try it first because I, of course, haven't had the time to test it here, but according to my calculation, it should work in a 15 yard radius.”

Son Gohan turned to Krilin.

“15 yards... It's really close. Do you think you'll be able to do it?”

His father's friend took the case from his hands, looking determined.

“You can count on me... If they're busy enough with Vegeta and you, they won't pay any attention to me.”

“Vegeta... do you think that...” Bulma started, worried, but couldn't finish her sentence.

Krilin scowled. “Don't worry about him. Apparently, he has done as much harm as they have so far.” Seeing the young woman's crestfallen face , he went on, as to reassure her. “Don't you worry, I'll bring your prince back, no matter what.” He forced a smile on his lips. “Even if he's not quite charming.”

The small man's humor hit the nail and lighted up Bulma's face with a little half-smile, whereas the improvised comedian already regretted his promise as he imagined himself trying to keep his promise.

As an answer to Kame Senin's student, Vegeta was savagely lifting an emergency truck. The occupiers of said vehicle managed to jump out before the fighter had hauled it to noisily throw it. 18 hardly had time to get up from the ground, in which she had impacted, to counter this improvised projectile.

She only had time to rise her hand and tear up the van with one attack before it reached her. The next moment, she parried a formidable punch only a few inches away from her face while numerous mechanical pieces rained around them. She starred at her opponent in the eyes a few seconds before she violently threw him away with a shot at close range that he, once again, got in the chest.

The body of the fighter in distress crashed through one of the tall building that was still standing up and from which screams burst out. A few dozens persons ran out from the building while a frightening roar rang out from inside. Several golden rays passed through the openings and the cement walls.

A great explosion blasted the base of the structure whose upper part slowly wobbled till it completely crumbled in an apocalyptic roar on the neighbouring buildings on which it collapsed, destroying them in its crashing.

A golden missile emerged from the fog made of the dust that the disaster had raised and violently flew into 18's head. If the latter bent somewhat with the shock, she quickly got back to her feet without any damage. Vegeta, on the other hand, had involuntarily interrupted his attack to hold his painful forehead.

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