Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Dragon Ball XG ❯ Miniscule Hope ( Chapter 4 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

Baby Jr. flew over West City in search of his next prey. The strength he felt from all those people he had taken was incredible. The world could be his for the taking. But he still had an immense hunger for power. There were more people on this planet that were powerful, he could feel it. Once they've been taken, then nobody could stop him, or so the raspy familiar voice in his head told him.
"You will one day rule over Planet Tuffle and Earth.... Destroy all who disobey.... I will feed you a healthy portion of humans to give you strength.... You may even grow strong enough to conquer the universe!"
He knew what his purpose was... He was created by Baby, the Tuffle King, to continue his reign that was long ago taken away by the saiyans. It was all instinctive, all that was placed into him by Baby. His priorities, his missions, his goals, it was all to succeed his father. So long as he was alive, he was going to do what Baby intended.
"What's this?!" He glanced up after picking up a strange feeling inside. It felt like energy coming off another person far off in a distance. Was this also the ability of the people he absorbed, to feel others? Quite useful. This one didn't feel as strong as the ones he absorbed, but she was strong in her own right... Was this the girl he let go earlier? He still couldn't understand why, but he knew his father did not get ahead of himself ever, so he should not make that mistake. He put on a new burst of speed to catch this woman...
*BLAM!*
It didn't hurt, but whatever hit him was quite annoying. He waved away the smoke and debris to get a clear look at what tried to attack him. Below him, two women were standing in front of a large yellow mansion with the words "Capsule Corp" lettered on the side. The two women were holding onto what looked like humongous guns.
"HAHA!" the older one shouted, "Did you see that, Icalla?! Perfect strike!"
"It didn't hurt him though," the slightly younger brunette responded rather worriedly, "He looks a little agitated, Bulma..."
"Annoying little pests!" Baby Jr.seethed, "You dare to disobey my order??"
"Who cares about your stupid rule?!" Bulma shouted, "I made you, so it's time I destroyed you!! Ready Icalla??"
"Ready as Ah'll eva be, I suppose..." Icalla responded as she and her mother-in-law aimed their bazookas at Baby Jr.
"FIRE!!!" The two women fired their missiles at the Tuffle creature in the sky. He wasn't worried one bit as the missiles came closer and casually grabbed each one as if they were nothing. The women shrieked at this, as Junior glared down at them. "Very well," he growled, "If this is what you want, then allow me to hand out your fate!" He reared his arms back and threw the missiles full force straight towards the women below. They grabbed each other closely and cried out as the missiles shot straight for them....
After a moment, Bulma noticed that nothing had happened, and chanced an opened eye. She then smiled brightly at the site before her. Gohan and Goten were floating right above them, both with a missile in each their arms. "This didn't strike you as a bit reckless?" Gohan asked.
"What did we have to lose?" Bulma responded, "That creature absorbed everyone! Vegeta, Trunks, Akira, Pan, Uub..."
Goten cringed, "You've GOT to be kidding me!!!"
Baby Jr. stared down at the two new players below. He felt even more power coming from them than the girl. He was stronger than anything on the planet, taking these two down should be no problem.
"What are you two standing around for??" Gohan shouted, "Get going! We'll try to take him down! We might be a little more affective than a bunch of bazookas."
Bulma shot a quick dirty look at the saiyan scholar before grabbing her daughter-in-law and dragging her down the street away from danger.
Baby Jr. watched them go, but paid them no mind. He was more interested in the warriors holding the missiles and grinned hungrily.
"We may be a little more affective, but chance do we really stand with this guy?" said Goten.
"Not much," said Gohan as he and his brother reared their arms back, "But we've got to do something!" As Baby Jr. started coming nearer, the two threw the missiles full force at the creature, striking him head on. Again, it didn't hurt, but it did rather annoy Junior as he waved away the debris and smoke. The very moment his vision was clear, the only thing in his sight were two fists that slammed straight in his face as two super saiyans slammed punches over and over into the Tuffle experiment.
Junior jumped back from the attacks and powered two energy disks in his hands, throwing each at the brothers, who both dodged the attacks. Gohan raised both hands above his head and charged up his own energy. "Masenko, HA!" he shouted, launching his attack at Junior, who shot upwards in order to avoid the attack.
"KamehameHA!!!"
Junior quickly flipped around to catch the attack in his hands. Goten struggled to push the Kamehameha wave into the Tuffle, but Baby Jr. was doing well keeping it back. With a loud yell, he unleashed more energy and forced the attack back towards the half-saiyan, who quickly shot higher in the air to avoid being blasted by his own attack. As Junior moved forward to go after Goten, he was struck behind by Gohan in the back of the head. He continued to throw punches at the experiment, but it did little to no damage, only annoying the Tuffle more and more. Finally, he reared back, and slammed both fists into the older demi-saiyan's back, sending him into the street below into yet another newly made crater, causing a news van driving up to fall over from the sudden vibration.
A reporter and a cameraman slowly crawled out of the wreckage. "Ow... are you okay, Bob?"
"Yeah, don't worry about me...."
The reporter and cameraman looked up in awe as two warriors battled it out high in the sky, exchanging blows. "Incredible.... Bob, are you getting this?!"
"You bet!!" Bob the cameraman aimed his camera at the battle to the heavens.
"Okay, that's enough, now get me!"
Bob lowered his camera to the reporter as she quickly fixed her hair and raised her microphone up to her mouth, "Hi, this is Midori Tee, reporter live from the Capsule Corp. mansion in West City. Right now, we are witnessing a Titanic battle between our Earth's heroes and what we believe is a copycat Baby enemy. Just moments ago, the docking station to Tuffle Planet was destroyed due to a runaway ship, and we have reports of attacks from the now famous vacationing spot, claiming that the Tuffle enemy Baby had returned somehow in a new form. From what we can gather, apparently our savior, the great Mr. Satan, has sent his pupils out to destroy this new threat to Earth once and for all. If you all recall, we were rescued by the original Baby, who possessed almost the entire Earth population, by Mr. Satan and his granddaughter Pan, fifteen years ago."

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Deep in his dark, secret lab, an elderly old man watched intently at the news using his satellite system.
"So many people can create so much power..." he noted to himself, "Interesting...."

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"Um, excuse me?" Gohan caught the attention of the reporter as he climbed out of the crater, "It really isn't safe here.... You guys should really get away!"
"Are you nuts?!" Midori cried, "We're the only news crew brave enough to get close enough for the real scoop! People all over the world are gonna get OUR report! This is not something you can pass aside just for safety!"
At that, Goten suddenly came crashing down into the street, creating another new hole in the ground. The force of the collision nearly knocked the camera crew over. Midori rubbed her head. "Er... Bob, let's get this from a little bit of a distance."
"Don't hafta tell me twice!" Bob responded as the two raced off down the street and dove behind some hedges, slowly and cautiously poking their faces (and camera lens) out.
"This is much too dangerous for our middle-aged heroes," Midori continued to report, and stared into the camera lens, "Mr. Satan, if you are watching this, please come and assist your students!! This calls for the one true hero!"

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"Are you INSANE?!" cried Mr. Satan, who was cowering under his bed in the safety of his steel-iron-wall mansion, while watching the news report, "I'm not going anywhere NEAR that battle! I'm too old! I wanna live a few more years longer!"

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"Goten!!" Gohan rushed to the crater, where his brother was slowly struggling to climb out, "Are you all right??"
"He's strong, bro..." Goten muttered as he accepted Gohan's outstretched hand, "Stronger than I thought... I couldn't get a good hit..."
Gohan pulled Goten out as he glanced up. Baby Jr. hovered ahead, smirking devishly, as if he knew very well the match was already his. "It's no use... we can't beat him! With the stronger ones in him, we're as good as dead! But we can't just give up! What do we do?!"
"Well..." Goten smiled sheepishly, "You and I can always try Fusion..."
Gohan blinked surprised. "Fusion..? But I don't even know fusion!!"
"Look out!!" Goten grabbed Gohan and managed to jump out of harm's way as Baby Jr. attempted a drop-kick on the two. They quickly took refuge in the air. "Looks like there's no time for a lesson either... We're just going to have to do the next best thing..."
"A full frontal attack!" Gohan finished, and the two brothers powered up to their highest forms of Super Saiyan. Unfortunately, it wasn't much compared to the over-powered enemy, but they weren't going down without trying their best. The sons of Goku shot forward at Baby Jr. at full force, and jabbed their fists and feet all over the Tuffle experiment, trying as hard as they could to land some sort of damage, but Junior was able to block and evade every attack. The two then fell back, charged up ki, and blasted enormous ki beams at the Tuffle, who easily evaded by shooting upwards, then suddenly reappearing behind the two, slamming his hands into their necks, which ceased their ki attacks and sent them falling to the ground. Before Junior could land another hard hit, the two managed to regain themselves and shoot to either side of the enemy, then appear behind him, kicking him in the back with such force, he was sent flying to the ground. However, he was able to flip around and land gracefully on his feet, then shoot back into the air to the surprised saiyans, who didn't get enough time to even show how surprised they were as Junior jammed his fists into both their guts. He then grabbed their heads and slammed them into each other, nearly busting open their rock-hard skulls as blood splattered out. They were helpless to do anything to save themselves as the seed of Baby raised his fists and slammed them hard into the Saiyans' backs, sending them hurtling into the very same craters they created before.
The two brothers laid helplessly in their holes as they watched dazed as Baby Jr. descended closer to them. "G... Goten...?"
"...Yeah?"
"It looks like... this is it...."
"Yeah..... but hey, we gave it our best..."
"Who knew... it would end... like this...?"
"Well... we're not the only warriors... Tien... Krillin... Yamcha... maybe even Kumo or Zurosu...?"
"Heheh.... Not to put any of them down... but if we can't beat him.... what chance would any of them stand...?"
"Don't... give up... hope... Gohan...." Goten sounded as if his consciousness finally gave out. Gohan didn't last much longer himself.
Baby Jr. landed by the craters, looking down at each of them, grinning like a child as he wondered which one he wanted to eat first.



It was a long trip, and having to carry two children didn't help very much, but Bra finally made it to Kami's Palace. Dende and Mr. Popo weren't surprised to see them one bit. They had been watching everything from above, unable to do anything to help.
"We should have been more careful," Dende sighed, "He was the one that made Tuffle Planet... we should have made sure every inch of it was clean of anything Baby left behind."
"You know Baby managed to hide several things," said Bra, "He was that good. Even long after his death, he made sure he'd have his revenge."
Zurosu began crying, missing her parents and grandparents. Mizu cried afterwards, mainly because she needed a diaper change.
Suddenly, Bra, Mr. Popo, and Dende raised their heads in shock. The already abnormally high power level coming from far below had just grown even higher. "G... Gohan! Goten!" Mr. Popo stuttered.
Dende lowered his head, turned, and walked into the palace. Bra sank to her knees in hopelessness. "Great! Just great! As if he isn't strong enough already!"
"At this rate, we may as well throw in the towel..." Popo sighed, "There's no one left to fight him, and nothing in the world can stop him!"
"We can't give up!" Bra cried, "You think they'd want that?! After all they did to try and protect us?! We can't just roll over and let him walk over us... I'd rather die trying than give up! How did we stop him last time?"
Mr. Popo sighed and looked to his feet. "Goku..."
Bra was silent.
"Oh Goku, where ever you went," said Popo, "we could sure use you now!"
"What about the holy water?" asked Bra, "We used that to cure everyone possessed by Baby last time!"
Mr. Popo shook his head. "We used the last of it during Baby's invasion. And it's too dangerous to go into the Sacred Holy Ground to take more, nor would we even have the time if Baby Jr. were to find us..."
Bra sighed, "Then.....there really is nothing we can do."
"There IS something we can do..."
Bra and Mr. Popo looked over to Dende, who stood in the doorway of the palace, holding a large velvet box. Popo gasped, "You don't mean...!"
Dende nodded. He walked over to the others so they could get a better look, and opened the box, shocking Bra with what was inside. "We could try using the Dragon Balls...."