A/N: I appreciate all of the continued feedback and support! And sorry for the delay! I got hit with assignments and exams left and right. Unfortunately, there's still more to come. Updates will be much much faster when I graduate this semester, at least. For now, I'm going on a short hiatus since I can't really update how I want to. I graduate Dec. 18, so updates should resume promptly.
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Argonian Dovahkiin : Not sure if you made it to this point since I think you recently reviewed chapter 12, but I was actually wondering if I was spending too much time on things. Leave more things to the reader's imagination? Thanks for the advice! I'll take it to heart and try not to narrate every single little thing from here on out and see how it goes with this chapter!
Chapter 31: Early Arrival, Super Buu...and Another Loss.
This was their last day.
Kakarot had managed to buy them two days of time after confronting Majin Buu and while yesterday had been full of intense training - with little to no breaks in between - today (day two) would most likely be the same.
If Gotenks could cooperate, that is.
After all, Gotenks seemed obsessed with "redeeming" himself after failing to get past Raditz - albeit several times. But if anything, Raditz rather Gotenks fail and learn while fighting him, than to fail and get killed by Majin Buu. Given everything they've been through thus far, Gotenks being killed by Buu was absolutely the last thing they needed to happen.
"Today's the day we defeat you!" Gotenks declared matter-of-factly, pointing a finger at the teal-eyed Saiyan as if to further emphasize his point.
In response to Gotenks declaration, Raditz cocked a non-existent brow as he turned away from Tarble to face Gotenks. "Aren't you supposed to be training with Piccolo? I trained with you the whole day yesterday as well as the day before yesterday. I'm training with Tarble right now."
But Gotenks wasn't hearing that. The small, fused being could care less about the training schedule they were supposed to be following. The only thing that mattered to him was proving Raditz wrong and then going on to take down Majin Buu. If he could defeat Raditz, then everyone on the Lookout would be forced to realize his power and stop treating him like a child. And to make matters worse, he hadn't even been taught SSJ3 yet!
Gotenks released a 'tsk' of annoyance.
And as if sensing his thoughts, Raditz addressed Gotenks once more. "Even if you do have immense power, it can't be helped that you lack battle experience. And it certainly doesn't help that you're far too rash and arrogant. I'm beginning to think that's a side effect of fusing."
"He's right." Piccolo cut in before Gotenks could respond, "But don't worry because I'll be more than happy to drill the importance of humility into you two. You two are still young so you wouldn't know that having power doesn't necessarily trump all - it's possible to outwit your opponents and strategies do exist. If I wasn't clear before while we were training, then I'll make sure it's even clearer this time."
And at this, Gotenks groaned whilst Raditz released an amused chuckle at their expense.
For a moment, Raditz's eyes simply followed their movements, watching as Gotenks dejectedly trailed Piccolo before diverting his teal eyes onto his own kids. Marise and Taro were both keeping themselves busy with Bulma, Chi-Chi-Chi and Videl it seemed and the Saiyan couldn't help but feel guilt gnaw at him. After all, he hadn't really spent time with his kids, nor his wife for that matter, since the whole Buu ordeal but the situation at hand took priority.
Or rather, that reasoning applied to his kids. Lazuli? Not so much.
Admittingly, some time had passed since he and Lazuli spoke with one another, but he couldn't find it within himself to let go of his irritation towards her just yet. It was selfish of her to not be able to trust him when he gave her all of his trust and if she couldn't realize that, then there was no point in discussing anything with her until she did.
Though, Raditz wasn't quite sure how long that would take.
Then again, he did spot Bulma talking to Lazuli a few days ago so perhaps it wouldn't take too much longer.
"Uh, Raditz?" Tarble called out tentatively.
The Saiyan in question snapped out of his light trance, eyes flickering onto Tarble. "Something wrong?"
The smaller male blinked owlishly, uncertain as to how to respond. After all, that was certainly something he should be asking Raditz, not the other way around; not to mention, it was rare for Raditz to be distracted during training.
"Actually," Tarble began slowly, as if cautiously considering his words, "I was wondering if something was wrong with you; you seem somewhat...off."
"Off, huh? Well, never mind me, I'm fine."
Of course Tarble wasn't convinced, but he knew better than to call the male out on it.
~0~
"Oh? How much longer are you two going to keep giving each other the cold shoulder?"
Lazuli's icy eyes diverted off of Raditz and onto her twin brother. The male was leaning up against the wall and regarding her stoically. "I'm not the one giving the cold shoulder."
17 cocked a black brow. "Have you tried talking to him?"
The blonde bombshell shot her brother an irritated glance. "Of course I have, 17. Obviously it didn't work out."
17 ignored 18's tone, not at all bothered by it; if anything, he just simply brushed it off. He knew better than to take it personal, after all. "Hm, well it's not like you two to fight for this long."
"17." 18 stated simply and this time, 17 took note of her her tone - of which was laced with plenty of warning - so the black-haired male fell silent. Satisfied, 18 diverted her attention back in front of her. For a reason the blonde couldn't place, she felt even more irritated than before. How was that even possible? Sure, like 17 stated they usually didn't fight for this long, so that could potentially play a role in it...
But if it did play a role in her irritation, that certainly couldn't be all of it, could it?
Honestly, 18 was just frustrated with this entire situation altogether and it all seemingly started with those nightmares before the tournament. Before then, everything had been fine. Now, it was as if things were just getting more and more out of her control and she didn't like it. Her whole life had been like that and it wasn't fair for her to get roped back into that feeling - not after she has come so far.
It was almost as if being turned into an Android against her will hadn't been bad enough; now other things had to go south as well?
Besides, why was Raditz insisting that she wasn't trusting him? And why did Bulma agree with Raditz? And to make matters worse, Bulma had even compared her to Vegeta to some extent and while she hated that, Bulma did have a point. However, 18 refused to believe that she wasn't giving Raditz the trust he deserved. Granted he did take the risk of going through Saiyan mating with her, but she entrusted him with her real name.
If that didn't speak volumes of her trust, then 18 didn't know what would.
~0~
"Raditz," Piccolo called out lowly, eyes diverting over to the teal-eyed male. "Did you feel that?"
"Yeah," Raditz answered back distractedly.
At Dende's panicked cry, everyone - including himself and Piccolo - stopped what they were doing immediately. After all, things hadn't been going perfectly, but things were at least at a standstill for now; however, it was clear that something terrible had happened. This was a given due to both Dende's panicked cry and by the extraordinary evil and dark ki that they could feel.
It was practically radiating and if anything, it felt worse than Majin Buu's ki.
"Dende," Piccolo suddenly called out, trekking towards the smaller Namekian. "What's the situation now? I thought you said that Hercule and Majin Buu seemed to be getting along. What could possibly be happening for that to change?"
Thanks to Dende's peripheral, he could see that nearly everyone on the Lookout was crowding around out of concern; however, Dende couldn't find it within himself to take his eyes off of the situation currently going on beneath them. "Well," he began shakily, "that was the case at first, yes, but there's...there's two Majin Buu's and it looks like they're about to fight."
Krillin cocked a brow, not quite sure if he was hearing things out of context or if he just wasn't understanding; nonetheless, the former monk voiced his thoughts, "What? There's two Majin Buu's?"
"Precisely," Dende responded with clenched fists. "I'm not too sure how to describe it, but simplistically, this fight boils down to Good vs. Evil."
"Wait," Yamcha called out incredulously, "Are you being serious right now?"
"Of course not," 18 answered sarcastically, her icy blue eyes staring straight ahead. She had came over to see what all of the fuss was about.
Yamcha looked taken aback by 18's sarcastic demeanor but decided to ignore it. Then again, perhaps responding back to her and ultimately dying by her hand wouldn't be as bad - not compared to the Hell that they were seemingly in for. What would become of them after the two Majin Buu's clashed? Did they even stand a chance?
"So," Videl began after some thought, purple eyes darting around. "Are we still safe here? Or should we relocate? I guess what I'm asking is...where do we go from here?"
"Well," Maron interjected thoughtfully, "if the Good Buu wins there's nothing to worry about, right?"
Videl shot Maron an incredulous look. "That's if Good Buu wins, you said so yourself. Plus how do we even know if he's really good in the first place?"
"Maron, Videl's right." Ranfan agreed worriedly. Then her eyes flickered onto Gotenks and Marise and Taro before flickering back onto the others. "Besides, we have kids here with us and we obviously have to consider their safety as well."
"Naturally," Piccolo stated calmly, "but there's still a chance that, regardless of who wins, neither of them will be able to sense ki. After all, Majin Buu didn't seem able to do so, so what's to say the Evil Buu will know how to if he was to win?"
"But that's something we wouldn't know until it happens." Bulma emphasized matter-of-factly. "In other words, it'd be far too late to relocate at that point."
"Unfortunately," Master Roshi confirmed, "but it's not like we haven't been preparing."
"Hey," Yamcha butt in, "Master Roshi's right you guys. I mean we have two Saiyans here and Piccolo and 17 are pretty strong too. Not to mention, there's Gotenks. If anything, we at least have a few plans to go by, right?"
"That's true." Chi-Chi agreed. Even so, the raven-haired woman had to admit that was still pretty worried. That thing had completely ruined the tournament, took up all of Goku's time away from her and her family and even took away her Gohan. To be honest, she didn't think she could bare to lose anyone else. Now she was hearing from Dende and the others that there were two of those things? Didn't they have their hands full with just one of them?
Chi-Chi placed a hand on her forehead; it did little to curb her stress, however.
The black-haired woman exhaled softly in an attempt to get a hold of herself; though, it didn't seem to aid her much.
"Hey, Chi?" Bulma called out worriedly. "Are you okay?"
Chi-Chi offered a light smile - one that didn't reach her eyes. "I'll be fine. Don't worry about me, Bul."
Raditz, on the other hand, was 'tsking' aloud. This wasn't good. This wasn't good at all. They had been counting on the full two days and this was the last thing they expected to happen. Then again, given everything else that had happened, was he a fool to not expect something else to come up? It seems like all they have been dealing with was ridiculously high hurdles one after another. His teal eyes diverted onto his kids, they were no doubt listening on and it didn't help that Marise was fairly observant for a child of her age.
He didn't want her or Taro to be exposed to things like this so soon. Hell, Goten and Trunks were only 7 and 8 respectively, yet they were exposed as well.
"Damn it," Raditz suddenly muttered, all eyes diverting onto him.
Raditz quickly diverted his eyes onto Piccolo. "I don't have a choice, do I?"
The Namekian was well aware of what Raditz meant. "No, apparently not. It looks as if we can't postpone this any further."
Tarble perked up, somewhat figuring out what the two males were referring to. "Then are we heading down there now, Raditz?"
"Yeah," Raditz answered easily, "Regardless if it's a small possibility or not, we can't allow him to set foot on this Lookout."
"In that case," 17 began, trekking forwards, "Take me with you two. At the end of the day, my energy supply is unlimited. No matter how strong that thing may be, that has to play a role in there somewhere."
"And if it doesn't?" Oolong suddenly questioned. "Then what?"
17 frowned, icy eyes narrowing in just the slightest of ways as he diverted his attention onto Oolong.
However, before 17 could even open his mouth to question what it was that Oolong was implying, it looked like that had far more important matters to tend to.
Even more so than before unfortunately.
"Oh, no!" Dende was all but exclaiming, eyes wide with fear as he stumbled back a bit. This couldn't be happening! Evil Buu won...and in a matter of seconds, too! In that case, could it really even be called a fight? And if that wasn't bad enough, at the speed he was approaching them...he'd reach the Lookout in no time. Was this seriously the end for them all?
"Dende?" Piccolo called out in alarm, eyes diverting onto the shorter Namekian. "What's going on?"
No response.
"Dende! What's happening?" Piccolo tried again; however, it was seemingly futile. Dende seemed to be completely out of it and wasn't responding whatsoever. So, fearing the worse, the taller Namekian immediately rushed to the end of the Lookout and his eyes were all but bulging not even a minute later. "N-No," Piccolo managed to get out with equally wide eyes and clenched fists. "Impossible! He's...found us!"
"Shit!" Raditz cursed, eyes diverting behind him. This couldn't be happening. Not here of all places. The long-haired Saiyan's eyes were quickly diverting back onto Piccolo once more. "Piccolo!"
"I know!" Piccolo called back, "I know this is going to sound crazy, but don't attack just yet. Not unless he attacks first, got it?!"
Raditz shot Piccolo an incredulous look. "Wha - ?"
" - Gotenks fusion isn't going to last for too much longer." Piccolo hurriedly explained. "I'd say he has about five more minutes left and he wouldn't be able to fuse again for a while, remember? Not to mention, you neither Tarble has rested since training."
"Obviously," Raditz agreed. "We weren't expecting him to arrive this early, but that doesn't mean - "
" - Just power down and trust me on this!" Piccolo interrupted.
Raditz 'tsked'. "I don't get it. Just a few minutes ago, you fully supported Tarble and I heading down there in our same conditions and now you don't want us to attack?"
"Things are different now. Back then there was the possibility of you, Tarble, and 17 retreating back to the Lookout if needed after confronting him; however, it's more than clear that Buu can sense ki. Otherwise, he wouldn't be heading for us as we speak; that changes everything and puts us at a disadvantage immediately. Not to mention, if you and Tarble fight here...who's to say what'll happen to the bystanders? What if he attacks them? And can you and Tarble fight at your full potential worrying about the others here?"
"Damn it," Raditz cursed yet again. No matter how he looked at it, Piccolo was right. If he needed to, he could see if he could convince Buu away from the Lookout, but that meant they'd have to kill him for sure. If they messed that up, then Buu would merely come back to the Lookout and all of them would perish. But surely, they - he - could do this, right? Regardless of Buu's power up?
Then, Raditz was involuntarily snapping out of his thoughts, eyes flickering up to the pink creature staring them down with a wide, fear-inducing grin; Raditz had literally felt him before his eyes landed upon him. And what's more is that unlike the previous Buu, this Buu looked as evil as he felt. They weren't dealing with the childish and innocent looking Buu anymore.
The one that wanted to play around and have fun.
No, this Buu was the real deal.
Everything seemingly fell quiet and no one seemed to have the heart to move, even if they wanted to.
And it certainly didn't help that Super Buu was releasing a low, evil laugh either; it was a laugh that could easily make the hairs on one's neck stand up.
"Mama," Marise called out lowly, icy blue eyes widening fearfully as she took in their new arrival. "What's...happening? Who is...that? Why is he here?"
Super Buu's eyes diverted onto the small blonde child and Marise shrunk back immediately with a shriek, opting to hide behind her mother. Immediately, she buried herself into her mother's leg and an equally fearful Taro couldn't help but want to do the same.
If his body could move that is.
At her children's apparent fear, 18 tried to comfort them the best way she could, placing a hand on either of their heads. Then the blonde was narrowing her icy blue eyes, getting even more irritated by Buu's sinister chuckle. "Hey," 18 insisted, eyes narrowing further if possible, "cut it out already, you're scaring them."
"Uh, 18?" Krillin called out nervously, his small body trembling. How could she possibly be bold at a moment like this? Either way, Krillin couldn't help but swallow the lump that had formed in the back of his throat. "C-Can you really blame them? I mean this Buu is nothing like the other one!"
"Finally," Super Buu began with a slight rasp, "I've finally found you...now produce."
Yamcha, like many others, were taken aback, "What? Produce? What is he talking about?"
Krillin gulped. "I'm not sure I even want to know to be honest."
"I mean, it's not like I want to know either." Yamcha defended.
"I don't care what he means." Chi-Chi stated matter-of-factly, finally snapping out of her daze. "There's no way I can let my Goten fight that thing; actually, I refuse to let my Goten fight him. I mean look at what happened to my Gohan!"
"Chi-Chi," Bulma hissed nervously with wide-eyes, "do you think now is really the time for this?"
"Huh?" Chi-Chi responded, black eyes shifting onto Bulma. "What do you mean? You can't possibly want Trunks to fight that thing, do you?"
Bulma looked near offended, blue brows knitting together. "Of course, not, Chi!"
Raditz, on the other hand, 'tsked'. He decided to pay the two behind him no mind. Rather, his main concern was the being standing before them all. "Well?" Raditz addressed finally, "What the hell do you mean? Produce, what?"
Super Buu's eyes flickered onto the burly Saiyan and he grinned even more if possible. "Ahh, I remember you. Were you the one he was talking about? He promised me a good fight."
Raditz's black brows furrowed in slight confusion. What the hell?
Luckily, Piccolo was quick to catch on.
"The one that promised you a good fight must've been Goku." Piccolo pieced together.
"He lied to me." Buu stated with narrowed eyes, "Someone was supposed to come to me...to fight me, and they never showed up. Now where is the liar? Where's Goku?"
Piccolo didn't skip a beat. "Unfortunately, Goku is no longer here."
"In that case," Raditz began, trekking forwards a bit, "I'll handle th - "
Piccolo outstretched an arm in front of Raditz before he could so much as finish, his eyes still locked on Buu's eyes. If he could just buy a little time, then maybe he could turn things around in their favor a bit. " - He didn't lie to you." Piccolo insisted. "If anything, the fighters...are a little burned out right now. They could fight you, yes, but wouldn't you want to fight them at their full potential? At their best?"
Which wasn't a complete lie. By now, even though Goten and Trunks were their last resort of defeating Majin Buu, he could see out of the corner of his eyes that their fusion time was up. In other words, they wouldn't be able to fuse for a while. Then there was Raditz and Tarble. Sure, they could take on Majin Buu now, but it'd be better for both Raditz and Tarble to be at their very best.
Which was very much needed against someone like Majin Buu.
Besides, if Piccolo could get them to rest just for a little while or buy them more time to train, who knows what could happen?
Obviously, their odds of beating Majin Buu would increase.
Meanwhile, unlike the previous Buu, it seemed like this Buu was more than aware of what Piccolo was implying. After all, his eyes were all but narrowing accusingly as he took in the Namekian before him. "You're asking me to wait." Buu stated matter-of-factly. "And I hate waiting."
"Perhaps," Piccolo agreed, "but we still technically have time left. It hasn't exactly been two full days just yet and - "
" - True," Buu interrupted easily, "but I'm here now."
Piccolo clenched his fists, but kept calm. It would benefit them all if he could buy them some more time and at this point, Piccolo didn't care how little it was. As much as he hated to resort to this, he really had no choice.
Especially if it meant saving the world.
"Don't you get it? Wouldn't you want to test your abilities out against someone worthwhile? Besides, there's still plenty of people on Earth you can kill to pass time while you wait."
Raditz's eyes all but widened at Piccolo's words, diverting them onto the Namekian. Was he that desperate to buy time? If so, Piccolo had to have some sort of plan in mind if he was trying to manipulate Majin Buu like this. Otherwise, it'd be completely out of character for him.
"W-Wait a minute!" Dende interjected in shock, drowning out the protests of many others. "Piccolo, what are you saying?! You can't possibly mean - "
" - Be quiet, Dende!" Piccolo immediately hushed, not bothering to look at the smaller Namekian or anyone else for that matter. Maybe they wouldn't understand his methods or maybe his methods seemed cruel, but at the end of the day, he was just trying to do what he thought was best for the sake of humanity.
Even if it meant sacrificing a few lives to do so.
Surprisingly, Buu pulled away from Piccolo and began circling the Lookout.
Of course, Piccolo easily picked up on what Majin Buu was doing, but was quick to divert his eyes onto a dazed Goten and Trunks. It seemed as if they could feel the kind of monster they were dealing with perfectly well. After all, they seemed near frozen in their spots.
Good.
Then that meant that they understood the severity of the situation and would take things a little more seriously from here on out.
"17," Piccolo addressed quickly, "While Majin Buu isn't looking, take Goten and Trunks in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber to train. I'd rather not ask you, but Raditz can't go back in the Time Chamber and I have the feeling he's going to be needed out here...just in case."
17 was silent at first, seemingly mulling over a thing or two in his head; nonetheless, he complied. "Alright, then." His icy blue eyes diverted onto the two boys, "Let's go."
"R-Right." Trunks agreed, trailing after the male with Goten right on his heels.
"18," Raditz called out lowly, his black eyes diverting onto her, "You and the twins go inside. You two do the same as well, Chi-Chi. Bulma."
18's eyes widened, "And for you?"
"I'll be fine." Raditz dismissed and then upon noticing that Buu was coming back, his eyes widened. "Now, hurry, 18."
The blonde complied with her husband's wishes, retreating inside along side Bulma and Chi-Chi. Wordlessly, his eyes trailed after their forms - as if to make sure they were doing as asked of him - then they flickered back onto Majin Buu.
Raditz's eyes were widening the second he did so, however.
Wait a minute.
He wasn't circling around the Lookout anymore?
"I'm finished." Buu stated with a grin, eyes diverting onto Piccolo as he encased himself with a massive amount of pink ki; then he was raising a hand to the blue skies and presenting his palm to the clouds above. Near instantaneously, as if preparing itself for what to come, the blue skies quickly darkened before the eyes of all.
"Uh...I don't think I like I look of this." Krillin managed to get out.
"I have to agree with you on that," Master Roshi stated. "This isn't looking too good at all."
Yamcha blinked owlishly. "Just...what does he think he's doing, anyway? Is he going to kill us?"
"Produce." Buu muttered with a grin, proceeding to fire out what had to be countless pink ki blasts from a palm - all the more standing completely still in one spot. And at this point, everyone realized what Majin Buu was doing.
He had taken Piccolo's words to heart and was eradicating all human life on Earth.
"Looks like you're plan backfired. At this rate, he'll be finished in no time." Raditz stated pointedly. "Now, what?"
Piccolo clenched his fists, guilt coursing through him. "I know, but we can always wish them back with the Dragon Balls. I won't fail them with that at least."
Raditz said nothing in response, instead his eyes flickered back onto Majin Buu - whom eventually finished his human extinction attack - and just as Raditz suspected, it didn't take him long at all.
"No more humans left." Buu stated pointedly, trekking towards Piccolo."So produce the strong ones now."
Piccolo swallowed hard, but managed to keep his composure. "Like I said, we still have time left, but if you could at least give us an hour...you won't be disappointed."
Buu's grin dipped slightly. "An hour? What's an hour? How long is it?"
"This - " Piccolo summoned a huge hour glass in a matter of seconds before setting it down before Majin Buu - "is an hour. Once all of the sand falls to the bottom, you'll be done."
And at first, Majin Buu silently observed the hour glass before frowning and diverting his eyes back onto Piccolo's. "No way. I'm not waiting."
Videl 'tsked'. "What's the matter? Is one measly hour too much for you?"
From beside her, Oolong paled. Seriously, what was up with the women these days? Were they all like this?
Buu, on the other hand, was far from amused, his eyes narrowing. "What was that? Are you challenging me?"
Videl's eyes widened, but she didn't back down. The purple-eyed woman had all but slid into her fighting stance; if it was a fight he wanted, then he would get one.
"W-Wait!" Piccolo quickly insisted, pointing at Videl. "That girl is Hercule's daughter. She's the one asking for the hour...not us! Afterwards, your opponent will be ready for you."
Buu kept his eyes on Videl, seemingly checking out Piccolo's story. Then, as if confirming that Piccolo was right, Majin Buu was all but sitting down before the hour glass. "Fine. I'll wait an hour. After that, every one dies."
The Namekian looked taken aback - seemingly surprised that he finally got through to the creature. Nonetheless, Piccolo was quickly motioning for the others to follow him back to where 18, the twins, and Bulma and Chi-Chi were.
"I can't believe you pulled it off." Raditz muttered once they finally regrouped.
"Me neither," Piccolo admitted honestly, "but this gives the boys time to train in the Time Chamber with 17 and it gives you and Tarble time to recover some stamina, so it's a win-win for now. You two have been training pretty intensively, so you two need a break more than ever."
"Unless he gets bored." Raditz pointed out with a cocked brow. "Do you really think he'll sit there for an hour?"
"Well, in the event that that happens, we'll deal with that accordingly."
"If you say so," Raditz dismissed. "If he does manages to wait that long, then Tarble and I can simply lead him away from the Lookout tower. I'll tell him I'll only fight him if he relocates. Since he wants a fight so bad, he shouldn't have any complaints."
"Perhaps," Piccolo agreed, "but if it's anything we learned so far, it's that we need to be prepared for things not going our way. He said so himself that he was going to kill everyone after the hour is up, so you may have to force him away from the Lookout."
Raditz nodded in agreement. "That could potentially happen, too, but if that's what I have to do...I'll do it by any means necessary."
"Chi-Chi!" A voice could be heard crying out. "Wait, what are you doing?"
Chi-Chi ignored Bulma, swiftly making her way towards Majin Buu. This was the thing that took her Gohan away. This whole ordeal - everything that had happened was his fault. The raven-haired woman clenched her fists, stopping directly before Majin Buu.
"Hey, you - " Chi-Chi had no problems slapping the pink creature as hard as she could - "you have some nerve!"
Raditz's eyes widened immediately at the sight. "Chi-Chi! What the hell does she think she's doing?!" Then the long-haired Saiyan was clenching his fist, "Damn it, Chi."
Irritated, the long-haired Saiyan began making his way towards the raven-haired woman.
Her black eyes diverted onto her brother-in-law. "What?! It's his fault this is happening! All of it!"
"Do you like eggs?"
Chi-Chi cocked a brow, diverting her attention off of her approaching brother-in-law and onto Super Buu. It was such an odd question that she had to find out what he meant by it and she had all but temporarily forgot about her pent up anger. Not to mention she hadn't even heard what Raditz said in response to her words.
Unfortunately, Majin Buu wasn't going to give her time to figure it out.
"Wha - ?"
Especially since Super Buu was quickly moving his antenna towards Chi-Chi and encasing the small woman with his transfiguration beam in a matter of seconds. The whole process had happened so quickly, Chi-Chi literally barely had time to finish her sentence. Instead, the Ox-King's daughter was releasing a pained scream as her body involuntarily morphed into that of a egg before the eyes of everyone looking on with wide eyes and a open mouth.
And just when everyone thought it couldn't get any worse, Super Buu had all but lifted up a foot and stepped on it without an ounce of remorse of hesitation.
Chi-Chi was gone, just like Gohan.
"Huh?" Raditz managed to get out in disbelief, halting in his tracks with wide eyes as he stared at the yolk aside Buu's foot. Did Buu seriously just kill...her? Had he seriously allowed one of his own to die before his eyes again?
"You..." Raditz muttered, his black eyes turning teal - his eyes were all but flickering up from the spot Chi-Chi had just been at mere moments ago to Buu's sickening grin. "You'll pay for this!"