Chap 106 -The Future's Fate: Part 7.
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{ Mumei's Pov: 3rd Person.}
The sound of numerous people landing in the garden of the once destroyed Capsule echoes throughout the silent atmosphere.
All parties exchanged looks, two especially couldn't break eye contact. Each one retaining a different feeling behind their gaze.
On one side, patting his daughter aside ever so slightly, Vegeta couldn't help but frown at the feeling the brown haired woman in front of him was radiating.
Different from the usual energy signature, which he couldn't feel an inch of exuding from her. It was as if all he felt was a dense fog, making it hard to breathe and oppressing his own power beyond the potency of a regular lighter's flame when compared to it.
Strangely, the others around didn't seem to notice it; his eyes even met Piccolo's for a moment, leaving him stunned that the Namekian was calm. Seemingly not worried about what he felt when the Owl had first joined.
He had his reasons, and one was that, wanting or not, the goofy girl didn't hide her feelings; she had already done a lot for Gura and even brought a friend to help their own side of things. Being ungrateful right now was the last thing he wished to be.
Though the pressure the Prince felt was something he truly didn't feel, besides the initial scare announcing the girl's arrival, she had eaten almost all of that monstrous presence back into her body.
Some of it was still slipped, but besides them knowing she was strong, they would never have assumed she was a walking Conceptual Catastrophe.
Vegeta's mind finally caught up. He had little information right now, but taking a step forward, he raised a shaking fist towards Mumei. He hadn't felt this tense since the days he used to work under Frieza. And that feeling angered him to no end, even if he himself had changed as a person.
Wishing to show that he had grown out of it, he spoke out loudly, still trying to sound prideful. - " You girl! Fight me! The strength you possess has caught my eye, and I want to see for myself if the presence you carry has some real backup behind it. "
Those words left some stunned, others deadpanning the Saiyan, and a very exasperated daughter who couldn't believe what her dad was up not even an hour after coming back to life. Gura was about to start shouting if Vegeta wanted to die again when the Warden, now a bit annoyed, made a move.
Sighing slightly at the awkward reunion, Kronii snapped her fingers. The snap forced everyone to flinch for a moment, watching as their surroundings turned black and white before breaking as if the world was made of glass, resembling a certain Motivated man's move.
Now, in a grass field that stretched for a few miles, she nodded, thinking it should be appropriated… The others still were stunned, minus for Gura, who seemed unfazed, already having seen what these people were capable of.
This was just so she could indulge Mumei in her upcoming play. And now, having to not worry about reconstructing the whole city again if anything.
" I moved us far away from West City. Mumei and Vegeta, you two deal with the things you have to. Stop enamoring each other with your gazes like that…. As per se, we won't be staying here for much longer, so you two should hurry- Uh… Where's Mumei?…"
Grumpy as usual, Kronii had used a Conceptual Time Reallocation to simply teleport them.
But after running her head for a moment, she groaned, feeling a presence already coming at stupid high speeds. The skies seemed normal for a second before all clouds leading towards West City were pushed open by a girl whose flying speed let her arrive nearly instantly. The clouds that moved filled the skies; now all retreated, leaving an open blue sky on display.
In the others' eyes, she just appeared beside Kronii out of nowhere.
" Hey! What the hell, Kronii! Don't jus' dip like that! " - Complaining while pointing her finger towards the Warden, Mumei spouted how she felt confused how everyone just disappeared in a moment when the world flickered black and white.
Having crossed her arms, Kronii seemed to finally understand what had happened. She had forgotten about the absurd passive Chaos had when it came to being affected by outside Forces.
It would simply shrug them off. Breaking them apart into a chaotic mess, leading to the Owl not being affected by it. And although this small use of Conceptual power was simply to move them to another location. The only way would be to have Mumei's full agreement; otherwise, it would just be a failed attempt.
Mumei's Concept still intercepted it passively. It was not just enemies, but all outside forces that tried to affect her… It was a higher-tiered version of Hakoz Baelz's own Chaos... - ' Quite a troublesome yet magnificent power…. ' - Acting as if she was not really surprised in her heart, Kronii moved the other onlookers beside the two hotheads away to a safe distance.
Now, being left alone, the two stood facing one another, this time with a new gleam in both of their eyes.
For one, she wished to have her Limiters to make this fight fun. On the other side, the one Prince was ecstatic to finally have some action; he had been bored out of his mind in the Afterlife.
He didn't have his body, so as soon as the opportunity appeared in the form of proving to himself he had gone far beyond that bastard, Frieza, he would take it gladly.
" Come, let's get this done already. " - Taking his weird fighting stance, he prepared to rush forward with everything he had; this mistake of his not choosing to transform from the start would soon prove a fool's choice.
An excruciating silence followed the Saiyan's words; the only answer he received was the ever-so-calm breeze that cut through the air.
Not understanding at first what the Prince meant, Mumei tilted her head a few times, causing the feathers behind her head to curve into question marks as she crossed her arms and hummed, trying to process what this guy just asked her. - " Okei soooo…Seems ya want a match…. With lil' me, huh."
It was more of a question of her trying to understand his train of thought, not even transforming at that. With her eyes closed, she moved her head back and forth, trying to think what the short prince was trying to get from this; nonetheless, she would humor it.
Letting her mood rise, her mouth's ends stretched into a playful grin as she opened her eyes, locking them on the Saiyan's. - " Ighto~! Then we ball. Your move first. "
Allowing her presence to escape once more to display a bit of what awaited Vegeta had the guy's skin become so pale that one would say it was white. The shift in the tension of the moment was obvious, a full-on change that Vegeta felt firsthand.
Receiving an invite to have a spar session even after falling into such a state left Mumei intrigued. While her slitted eyes examined the Prince, the same one who was sweating buckets pushed all of his instincts aside; if he had followed them, he would have fallen to his knees long ago.
A few short moments ago, he thought they might not be too far apart, that it was all just killing intent. But this small show of what appeared to be far from even a spectrum of her full power had already showcased a lot.
The woman's piercing eyes dug holes in his skin, making Vegeta feel as if there was an eldritch monster looking down into his figure. Something he couldn't fathom to comprehend.
But… As he clenched his fist and trembled, he still pushed past that fear while erupting in a pillar of sparking golden energy.
He didn't need to be told or be felt through Ki sensing; right now, just a gaze made it obvious the difference in strength. Still, he needed to know and feel for himself….
Feel what type of strength he should be persuading.
Aura thrashing violent winds everywhere across the green field, the ones who watched Vegeta power up had their hair and clothes waving violently as the Saiyan broke through the Super Saiyan wall.
Ground cracking under him in the same place and stance he challenged Mumei, a bright sparkle of blue electricity cracked to life in front of the Owl's eyes for a moment, leaving her almost excited until the Prince's muscles started swelling, breaking the bird's expectations.
Clicking her tongue, Mumei sighed, rolling her eyes before glancing at Gura, who was watching from afar, accompanied by the others. The smaller girl clasped both hands together, silently muttering repeatedly, ' Please go easy on him! '.
Besides her, following a similar pose was Gohan. This version bearing both his arms could replicate the small one's stance, ' Auntie…. Please don't go too hard! ´
Mumei couldn't read minds, but her feathers twitched. Given her being extremely keen on emotions, their feelings carried all the words that needed to be said. And after a short sigh, she waved dismissively for a moment as if saying ' I got it, I got it…'.
With a calmer expression downing on those two, the others behind them looked between both parties, amazed that they just ignored all the screaming from the Prince as his power rose. Was he really that outclassed?
With the show of lights coming to an end, our Owl massaged behind her neck, feeling that no matter what Timeline it was, this guy would always be a troublemaker for her….- ' *sigh* A pain in the ass no matter where I go, huh? '
Meeting eyes with the transformed Saiyan, Mumei raised an arm, waving her hand, inviting the other party to hurry and come before glancing towards the Prince as she gave him a 'sweet' grin.
The nonchalant and lazy movements left Vegeta quite annoyed. This girl was not even trying to take him seriously. Gritting his teeth, his energy raged even fiercer.
Stepping furiously on the ground, he propelled himself forward as he exploded in a golden blur towards Mumei.
" I will show you….. WHAT A TRUE SAIYAN CAN DO!!! "