A Troublesome Fiend Episode 2: Kidnapped!

[Sha Gojyo]

"Oh my gawd...Shut up, Goku."

Not wanting to answer any of the questions, and really, really not wanting to think of what Sanzo would say once Goku tattled like they were a couple of fucking kids, Gojyo tried to figure out what they were going to do. He wasn't sure what words were being exchanged overhead but when Kei went in for an attack and the guy reacted, he could only imagine...

Then it looked like the guy was really pissed off.

'Wait a sec, don't tell me she thinks he had something to do with her kid being missing...Seriously, what the hell? And the way she was lookin' at Goku, she must think he is the guy she mentioned...BUT SHE'S NEVER MET THE MONKEY!!'

"What kind of mother are you?! Maybe you need to keep a better eye on your fucking kid and not go around blaming other people for your fuck up!" Gojyo bellowed. He wanted to think Kei was concerned for her kid, but all she seemed concerned with was fighting anyone that she was coming across. The kappa even began to wonder if she really fricking looked for the kid. Hell, for all he knew, she woke up and went 'Doh, kid's gone...Guess I have to start shit with some people till she turns up!' and then came along to East City.

[Keishoumaru]

Keishoumaru winced upon hearing Gojyo's words. As if guilt wasn't sneaking up on her already, someone else had to point it out to her. It was her negligence that caused Amiko to be kidnapped in the first place. Kuso! This was starting to distract her again. She couldn't afford to be, her current opponent seemed more able than she thought. He blocked her blow expertly and was now surrounded by a golden aura, his hair turning blond. What happened to him?...

Now he was spouting off the same bullshit as Gojyo; that he was clueless as to her accusations. She's done hearing it. Reaching into her pocket, she grabbed the capsule-like device and threw it towards Gojyo.

"Since all of you showed up, I won't need your message anymore! Maybe this will shut your mouth!"

It's a rather complex recording device, but replaying the message takes no effort to activate. Kei returned her attention to Vegeta as she flared up her own red aura. No doubt the man was tough, but so was she. Kei had no way to gauge her opponent's strength until she fought them and that's what she intended to do. Everything was starting to aggravate her again, she needed to focus her wrath. Fight...kill. Her instincts told her what she needed to do. Kei charged at Vegeta once more, sending a flurry of punches and kicks his way, aiming for any vital points.

"Just try it, insect! You're a million years too early to be a match for me!" She wasn't kidding around, full strength from the start.

[Vegeta]

Vegeta growled, seeing her throw the capsule to the other fool. He asked for the damned evidence, not the roach man below. All right, that was it. Since she clearly lacked proof and was nothing more than a deranged troublemaker, he would be less than merciful. He was done being patient and giving her a chance to explain herself.

"No evidence means no escape." Now it was time for the hurt.

Luckily, she was aiming for places he knew to protect. He had a great deal of combat experience after all, with all manner of beasts from ruthless alien scum to psychotic androids, though considering she was a demon, it was probably no where near as much as hers. She had probably dealt with other demons, but still they came in such a damning variety. Provided she fought all that time anyway. As he blocked, parried and returned blows while an occassional punch or kick landed on him, he slowly hovered back. Since her attention seemed to be focused on him right now, he was going to start leading her away from the city below. As he lead her along, he started to plot how to really lay into her.

Vegeta was holding back on firing it up to the next level. He opted to taunt her first. She had winced when the man below berated her for her negligence and Vegeta planned to capitalize on that. It would likely enrage her, but opponents made costly mistakes when they were blinded with anger. They gave out windows of sweet opportunity like candy on Hallow's Eve. So he poked at her plight, making sure to be wary when she possibly passed a breaking point. Once she lost composure, he would ascend and tear into her.

"I must agree with that man below...Such a sorry excuse for a maternal parent. What, you let her talk to strangers? Wander around on her own? Even Earth children know better than that and they are weak. Were you partying perhaps? Or enjoying a child-free afternoon? Do you know what some Earthlings do with kids they snatch? But I'm sure demons do despicable things too..." Vegeta murmured to her in a low growl, smirking evilly, aiming a kick for her stomach when the chance came. "Saiyajins like myself...We tend to just eat them if they're tender enough. But coming from you, your brat would probably taste of your stupidity. And I can't stomach that flavor."

[Keishoumaru]

{Flashback... 80 million years Before Age}

A young Keishoumaru stood by as she surveyed the devastation around her. The denizens of the settlement she was watching over was attacked by a neighboring one. The outcome was one-sided, the invaders massacred the town's inhabitants until very few remained. She watched as people wailed and lamented as the survivors roamed around unsure of what to do. The Grand Supreme Kai was away when the attack came, Keishoumaru merely watched it all transpire. As the Grand Supreme Kai walked up beside her, Kei spoke up in a dry tone.

"Why are they crying? They should be relieved that they lived though it. Even then they should be angry and shouting, not...that."

The Grand Supreme Kai shook his head in sadness, "They cry because they have lost many of the ones they loved or cherished. The tears they shed is because they are grieving."

"How stupid," Keishoumaru smirked at his answer. "It doesn't do them any good so why bother. They were weak so they deserved to be destroyed."

"Keishoumaru, someday you might lose someone that you treasure more than yourself," The Grand Supreme Kai predicted as he looked her way. "Will you ridicule yourself then?"

"Pfft," Keishoumaru retorted as she turned to walk away from what has transpired. "As if that'll ever happen. That idea is as absurd as a turtle thinking it can fly! Hahaha!"

{End of Flashback}

Her anger grew worse as she continued her relentless assault against Vegeta. He was guarding against her attacks well and she also found herself having to guard against his attacks as. Rare are those who were able to withstand her attacks, the last one being Dabura. Kei seemed to be gaining ground, though, unaware that she was being led outside the city.

Then Vegeta's taunts struck home. Not only was he reminding her of her negligence, but he was implying that Amiko could very well be already dead, killed by the denizens of this world. She had already surmised the possibility that Amiko could be injured, but killed? The very thought sent a shiver of dread inside her, and caused her to lose focus on what's at hand as Vegeta's kick solidly connected with her stomach, sending her rocketing into the earth below.

"Uuuughhh!" Keishoumaru grunted in pain, trying to quickly get back on her feet as the dust could parted. Blood trailed down her lips as she glared up at Vegeta.

Images of Amikoharu dying invaded her mind. Seeing her in such a state brought caused pain to well up in her heart that she has never felt before; worse than being constantly defeated by the Southern Supreme Kai, worse than her imprisonment, worse than Dabura's betrayal. Her eyes began to water, she felt something flow down her cheeks. Tears... She was crying. Never in her entire existence did she think that she would be made to shed tears for any reason. The more she felt this anguish, the more she began to hate. Why was she feeling this way? Why did she dread the idea of Amikoharu dying? She has lived for eons without her around. It has only been seven years that they have been together, a miniscule amount of time. It was ridiculous to even think that they wouldn't be together. They were Makaioshin, they knew no equal. To think that there would be a day where she could no longer see her daughter's lively face...

Keishoumaru gritted her teeth and glared menacingly through wet eyes towards Vegeta. The ground shook beneath her feet as her energy quickly began to grow. She couldn't imagine living out her freedom from the Demon Realm without Amikoharu. She was taken away from her, by them...by him! It didn't take much to push her over the edge, all it took was a little nudge as her rage finally consumed her.

"RRRAAAAAAAAHHH!" Keishoumaru screamed in utter rage as she entered her berserk form. A pair of wicked horns protruded from her forehead and crackling black lightning danced around her figure. Her sight was reduced to a tunnel vision through red haze, fixated only on Vegeta. She charged upwards again, creating a small crater in her wake as she skyrocketed towards Vegeta, claws extended to try and gouge his eyes. She was only concerned with annihilation now. Forgoing defense, she concentrated all her efforts into attacking, even simultaneously retaliating against incoming blows. Her self-preservation was rapidly degenerating to suicidal behavior.

[Vegeta]

Vegeta smirked to himself once they had vacated the general vicinity of town before he knocked her to the ground. He would have liked to be further out but he would take what he could get. Besides, he wanted this nonsense to be done.

Blind rage was what he wanted and it looked like he had it. The tears though, he had to admit were a little surprising. They suggested to him that her loss may not be entirely made up of her own imagination as he had thought. To him, it was something to see a demon so torn up over the fate of their spawn. He had been of the mindset that it wasn't something they cared much about. Of course, that opinion might have spawned from his past thoughts and the stories he'd heard. It didn't matter though. In the end, she and her brat were no concern to him. She made the error of aiming the blame at the wrong person and now he intended to make her pay for her mistake. Had he thought the brat could be possibly found if not alive, he would possibly reconsider killing the woman...But without any idea whether an orphan would be left behind, he didn't care.

When she changed, he couldn't say he was impressed. He overlooked the sprouted horns and instead, he focused on the rage that consumed her. Now the truly deadly fight was going to happen. True enough, she was blinded with her own fury, but that fury made her wild and dangerous, especially with claws like the ones she was aiming at him. 'If she thinks she's going anywhere near my eyes with those things, she has another thing coming!' He had his share of scars, but he was not getting any around the face.

No longer holding back, Vegeta let out a shout before flexing and ascending into the second level of super saiyajin. The aura intensified around him and his own variety of electricity crackled around his form.

As the demoness charged in, Vegeta fazed out of sight and dove in to strike with both feet at her back with a wicked grin planted on his face. If she managed to evade somehow, he would aim a backhanded fist or possibly a kick for her head. Hopefully a few well placed blows would make her dazed on top of her mindlessness. It was still an internal debate on whether to simply weaken and subdue or slaughter and he blamed what he considered some asinine moral dilemma on spending too much time with Kakarot and his moron friends. Since she seemed so frenzied now, he opted to aim his attacks from unprotected sides and planned to avoid face to face combat Incas she chose to free-for-all swipe at him. Whether she went down easy or hard depended on how resilient she proved to be.

[Sha Gojyo]

What the heck was that? With some difficulty, Gojyo caught the capsule and gave it a funny look. Was this supposed to mean something to him because if it did, he hated to tell Keishoumaru that the meaning flew over his head like she could.

The message? It took him a moment to realize that this was what she had gotten her so called message from. Still, though it was bound to be easy to get working...

Gojyo had no clue how to figure it out.

Well, no one said the redhead was the brightest crayon in the box nor was he really up to speed on all the nifty gadgets places like Capsule Corp. were churning out. He was still leery of those capsul vehicles, cause he had nightmares that the damn thing would pop and close up with him in it. So yeah, maybe he was just a little bit ignorant and techno-phobic.

He started to turn to Goku to ask what he thought of it but then he noticed that the two fighters were moving away. His crimson eyes screwed shut. He was hurting but he wasn't going to be left behind and miss what was happening. Jumping from the roof, which jarred his already aching body and made him regret the move, he sprinted off after them, leaving the monkey behind to either head home or follow. Gojyo kept some distance however, not wanting to get blown up or hit with something in some sort of crossfire.

'What the hell...?' This was going to be one hell of a story for Hakkai and the monk.

[Keishoumaru]

She thought her claws reached him, but suddenly he vanished from her sight. Then her world exploded in pain as she was dropkicked from behind, sending her flying into the ground once more. That hurt more than it should. His attacks somehow magnified compared to his earlier ones. As she staggered back up another blow struck her face, sending her skidding back. This time she managed to keep her balance. She barely had time to react before being attacked again from her side. Kei gritted her teeth and braced herself to whether the barrage.

She tried going for the offensive again, attacking head on with powerful strikes. Frustratingly, none of her blows managed to connect as Vegeta avoided her frontal assaults expertly. Then she was once again on the receiving end of the attacks. In her berserk state, it was very difficult for her to see the attacks coming. Vegeta's speed seems to have increased along with his strength. All she could do was take the beating and lose ground.

Instinct told her to whether the storm and wait for an opportunity, any opportunity to get Vegeta into a clinch or any grappling position she can manage. Her berserk form deadened the pain enough for her to continue fighting without losing too much combat strength. She just needed to focus on his movements, and wait. Eventually, she will have found the opening she was looking for. She just had to hope she could last long enough to see it through; his hits were causing much more damage than what she was use to. But that didn't mean she wouldn't take pot shots at him. A thin beam of energy blasts from her eyes, aiming towards Vegeta's own eyes once he got close enough.

[Son Goku {Saiyuki}]

Goku grunted and followed behind the kappa. It wouldn't be fair for the red roach to enjoy the show without him. Plus it would be a cool story to tell Sanzo though he was skeptical as to whether the monk would believe him or not.

Still, off they went!

Unlike Keishoumaru, he noticed that they had been moving away on purpose. So the short man was a good guy, that was totally awesome. He was so rooting for him. "Yeah! Kill her ass! Teach her not to mess with our city!" The monkey cheered, jumping in the air a couple times and shaking his fists. But then everything quaked again, causing him to stop for a moment-

Craaaaaaaaaack...

Yay, there went the diadem!

Standing a few paces behind the redhead, Goku's slight form shifted considerably. His brown hair flaired out, growing in length down to his waist. His normally round ears, shaped due to the headband, grew and became pointed. His nails became sharp and lethal and the cheerful expression on his face changed to one of a cold, feral killer. The demon born of the Earth 500 years ago, whose power rivaled Heaven itself...The demon growled dangerously, head down and twitching.

The combatants were the ones making everything shake. Even with a weak morsel so close, the Great Sage wanted THEM. With a feral howl, Goku charged in faster than he was in his locked down form. When he grew close, he raised a fist, prepared to smash it into his intended target before he took his claws to them. The first target was Keishoumaru, who was the original warrior who stirred the god-like demon's wrath and she would be the first one he tore up!

[Vegeta]

The amount of punishment she could take while not going down just yet was impressive. It was also aggravating. Vegeta had wanted to end this soon, at some point his stamina would eventually give out under the pressure of maintaining SSJ2 though it was doubtful she would last long enough. So he had continued his barrage before it seemed she had started to grow a little more focused. And then-

It was official. She was aiming for his eyes once again. Apparently she had it in her head to blind him. Though that would make for an interesting handicap for a short while, Vegeta had no interest in coming back to Capsule Corp. looking like an idiot. Besides, he kind of liked being able to see shit! Jumping back, Vegeta thrust a hand up to throw out a light blue ki blast to counter attack her eye lasers, both blasts connecting and exploding between them. Had that been second later, he would have seen red. Literally.

The Saiyajin prepared to return to his hit and evade tactics when a new power drew his attention. His black eyes darted to the side by a hair to see the boy from before charging into the fray. He wasn't sure what his affiliation with the whole ordeal was, but that power radiating from him was...bizarre. It wasn't quite like anything he'd felt before except when he was around Pepper. The energy seemed similiar and yet different.

He would determine what that was all about...In the meantime, he continued his assault on the woman, keeping her low to the ground. If that whelp wanted a piece, he would have it. The sooner she was dealt with, the better!

[Keishoumaru]

Crash! A hard knee to her solar plexus knocked the wind out of her, and again she was sent crashing through a large boulder on the ground. As the dust cloud settled, Kei merely laid on top of the rubble, grunting in pain. Despite her heightened state, she was in agony and her energy was quickly dissipating. Her horns started to crumble and disintegrate as she reverted back to her normal form.

The pain she felt was excruciating now that she was no longer relying on her berserk form to deaden it. As she began to regain her composure, the gravity of what just happened began to dawn on her. She was outclassed and beaten by a being that wasn't even a Supreme Kai, someone that was suppose to be a lesser race. The very notion seemed unfathomable to her, yet here she was getting thoroughly beaten around like she was just a peon.

Kei started to sit up only to feel a sharp pain in her back which forced her back down to the ground. "Gaaauugh," Kei coughed up blood. No good, she was in too much pain to defend herself now. Broken bones and internal bleeding were just some of the injuries she's sustained this battle. She hasn't been in such a one-sided fight since she first fought the Southern Supreme Kai, eons past.

She could barely even open her eyes as she looked at the form of Vegeta looking down upon her. For the first time in her life, Kei felt....fear. She was entirely at his mercy; her, the one that even her fellow Makaioshin, Dabura recognized as the strongest in the Demon Realm. To be defeated and eventually killed by a lesser race, without even managing to take Amiko back.

""Kuso..." She cursed weakly. Move! Her body trembled and her muscles strained as she tried to lift herself up feebly. Move! She coughed up some more blood, it was getting hard to breath. MOVE! Kei blinked back tears as she managed to lean up on her arms. She wasn't dead yet; she still had to find her daughter. Amiko was waiting for her...

"Aaaauughh!" Goku's fists smashed her back to the ground. Her vision blurred, she could only discern that something hit her hard and it wasn't Vegeta. She heard an infernal growl. As Goku's claws dug into her flesh, all she could do was scream.

[Sha Gojyo]

'FUCK!'

"Stop, assholes!"

A sickle attached to a chain whipped around the trio in a series of deadly circles. It came no where near to injuring Keishoumaru and Vegeta was quite quick to dodge it. But the cutting blade managed to bring Goku's raking claws to a halt. The Seiten Taisen would have been forced to leap away from the woman and was most likely suffering an impressive series of scratches. Licking his wounds, if he even bothered, wouldn't keep the berserk beast back for long.

Gojyo dashed over and stood in front of Keishoumaru with his shakujo up. The kappa was pretty much the only thing standing in their way and even he knew he was a pretty sad excuse for a wall. The sickle and chain slithered back in place as he shook slightly. Making that run was really pushing it, his body was trembling from the stress of pain and from his own bit of fear. Not only did he have Goku to contend with but the freak of nature that took her down. This was not a pretty day for him. Hell, the whole week sucked and it wasn't really over yet.

His head whipped to the side, glaring at Vegeta. "I don't know who the fuck you are, but you're done with her. She can't fight anymore right now and there's no reason to kill her. How the hell is she gonna find her kid like that? You didn't need to beat the freaking daylights out of her...!" One side of Gojyo's mind was warring with the other at the moment.

'She wanted to kill your ass.' All she wanted was to find her damn kid...

'The minute she's better, she's going to turn on you.' Well, better him than her, right? He wouldn't be leaving an orphan behind after all.

Times like this, he felt pathetic and it really got on his nerves. He licked his lips nervously. "I ain't makin' any promises, Kei...But if you can get out of here while I keep them occupied, I suggest you give it the good ole college try..." The window would not be all that impressive, but he would give her what he could. If she could manage it, he wasn't sure whether she could or not. As he tightened his grip on the pole arm, he wondered with a weak grin whether being a man down would really hamper Sanzo's little mission. 'Then again, it won't be like he'd notice me gone...Right?

Before he did anything else...Something moved so fast, Gojyo couldn't register a thing until his stomach erupted in pain and everything went black.

[Son Goku {Saiyuki}]

Seiten Taisen laughed maniacally as he ripped into the woman. It was evident he was enjoying it far more than he should have. Her screaming just seemed to entertain him even more! Just as he was really getting into it and preparing to start yanking on her limbs...

Pain slices him all over and he yelped. His clothes were quite sliced as he jumped off the woman and growled, licking at his arms and trying to crane around as if to lick his back. The flying sickle had left him marred with a wretched number of cuts and they burned horribly. He growled in a fit of anger, tears dotting the corners of his eyes as he snarled in Gojyo's direction as the sickle returned to it's owner.

That bastard was next. He was going to rip out all of that blood red hair, he was going to bite off every bit of flesh, he-

Seiten Taisen gasped, gold eyes widening in unknown pain as something solid connected with his stomach with astounding force. Force that was likely held back too no less. The wild demon panted, shaking as he gripped his stomach. Blood trickled out of the corners of his mouth before he dropped to his knees and eventually flopped down onto the ground. His leg twitched as unconsciousness came over him, still, if he came to without the diadem, he would return to causing mayhem.

[Vegeta]

While finishing her off himself would have been satisfying enough, something about letting a crazy monster do it with just his claws was more gratifying. A little of his old bloodlust stirred, which led to him permitting the wild boy to go about cutting into the woman. It was a more painful way to go than his blasting her to smithereens.

"Let that be a lesson for the afterlife, be wary who you decide to accuse. You-"

Vegeta was cut off when something swiped in front of him and around. The Saiyajin prince jumped back, not expecting a metal blade to spin around in the air like that. Initially he had thought it was some manner of trick the demon had somehow pulled from her sleeve, but it turned out it came from the roach man she had tossed the capsule to. Ah, and he was protecting her. Now he saw it clearly.

"I see...You and her are the allies. And it was this wild boy you were fighting with then. Hn. Well..." If that were the case, then the roach man could lie and suffer with the wench, who he assumed was probably his mate or something to that effect. She was bound to die of her wounds anyway. If she didn't, he would be impressed.

Without another word, he lunged, slamming a knee into the halfbreed's gut. The blow was diminished in strength, but it would hurt no less. Once that was done, he turned about and did the same to the boy, knocking him out in the same manner. He didn't need some wild child turning on him if the little beast was crazed enough to do so. With all the accounted parties dealt with, Vegeta turned to the battered woman, "You and your friend there...Good luck finding your spawn, if you live to see another day that is. Just remember this...I don't have the damned brat and I never asked for it, so don't darken my path again. Next time, I will kill you."

'And what with the boy...' Vegeta was not entirely certain what to make of him or even what to do with him. Well, East City was famous for it's temple of monks. He would just dump the brat there to be dealt with and head home. Snorting, he stepped over as his super saiyajin aura faded away leaving him normal again and scooped the brat up around the waist before he shot into the air, leaving a cloud of dust and the two redheads where they had collapsed.

When he reached the extravagant grounds and landed before the main structure, the monks that had witnessed his arrival...Well, they pitched a terror fit, most running away, crying out that a demon had arrived. The alien wasn't sure if they meant him or the boy though. He rolled his black eyes. Finding the bald woman in charge was going to be a pain in the ass now. "Pfft, cowardly Earthlings..."

[Genjo Sanzo]

"Put the kid down, and no one gets hurt."

The click of the handgun resonated through the Temple grounds, despite the cries and shrieks of terrors from the monk. When the saiyajin prince turned, a rather... unexpected sight would presented to him.

A stub of a cigaratte fell to the ground to be crushed by the priest's heels as his violet eyes gazed at the warrior, no expression or fear in those depths. The crimson chakra stood out on his forhead beneath the wealth of golden hair that no monk would ever adorn. Then again, monks didn't really smoke or wield Smith & Wessons either. The bamboo breastplate rested easily over the cream robes, under the sutra adorning his shoulders.

The day had started out just fine. Preparations were still underway for the journey that just about everyone and their mother knew about now. Frankly, he would have preferred to just leave one morning without warning, even if he was the head of the temple and would have pissed the head abbot off to no one's business. But Goku's big, yattering mouth now had all the monks asking him questions, and pestering him until he reached his breaking point and had a field day with his harisen.

He had secluded himself on, of all the places, the roof, to rest and meditate. For him, meditation wasn't just about 'calming one's mind' or any of that Buddhist bullshit. Meditation gave him clarification, and allowed hFrankim a deeper use of his own spiritual energies. And it always heightened his senses, allowing him to search for answers in places that others could not. While the roof was an odd place.. Well, it was a beautiful day, and there was nothing he loved more then an azure sky. Yes, Sanzo loving something? It would be a surprise to anyone who knew him. And that was precisely why they would never find out. Plus ,the roof had the added bonus of no one being able to fucking pester him!

... And then a demon-induced earthquake had knocked him off of the roof.

The fall had knocked him out for only a few minutes, but it was enough. When he had come around to an anxious monk shaking his shoulder and babbling about a demon, he had blinked stupidly for a moment before getting up, pushing the monk aside, and demanding Goku's location. The punk next to him didn't have an answer, and the rest of the monks were just as useless, babbling and wringing their hands and refusing to answer him, only telling him that the monkey had caused property damage, again.

... Right. Like he couldn't see that. Idiots.

Frankly, after how many times cities were decimated on this damn planet, he was almost surprised that they were freaking out over the damn walls. Shouldn't they just be grateful the Temple was still standing? Still, a well-placed threat got him his answer.

Then, another demon-induced tremor had sent them into fits, and had him beating the monks back again. There was nothing worse then a panicked monk... or fifty. Eventually, he had pulled free, driven by the sense that something very wrong was happening. It was something in the city, and he had to get over there. The priest had torn down the steps of the main temple, rushing to the entrance of the grounds. Something gave him pause, however.

The priest wasn't one to admit that he knew how to sense energies. Most of the time, he ignored it, as it was a headache when one energy flared up to the breaking point, or when ten did. It wasn't even a talent he had sought out on purpose, but was a side-effect of his frequent meditation. When the second earthquake had gone off, a painful beacon or three had flared to his senses, only making him more agitated to the panicked monks around him... and resulting in more heads being hit by the fan. Even worse... He now knew where Goku was, and it wasn't looking good. That fluxuation had only meant one thing...

And he now knew it to be exactly what he had expected.

How the warrior in front of him had known to come here, he wasn't sure exactly. Could be just coincidence, or it was someone who knew that Goku lived here. Or hell, it could even be one of their enemies, in which case, it didn't look that good. It might be a good thing that they subdued the monkey without his help, but that also meant that this guy was strong, and was probably one of the two other energy signatures he had sensed in the city.

Right now, though, the main problem was getting that diadem back on Goku's head. Seiten Taisen healed fast and it wouldn't be long before he awoke.

"You don't have much time before he wakes up, and I'm not in the mood to play games. Give him here." Sanzo said flatly. His violet-eyed gaze turned to the demon now, a grimace twisting his almost dead-like features.

"God damn monkey... What the hell did you do this time, breaking your fucking diadem? Stupid chimp..."

[Keishoumaru]

She tried to muster the strength to reach out for Vegeta as he flew off. The only thing keeping her conscious at this point was her willpower and drive to find her daughter. "Give...her...back," she spoke weakly, barely managing a whisper. In the end, she slumped back down and remained motionless. Blinking back tears, all she could do was curse her weakness and negligence.

As she laid in agony, she surprisingly found herself able to think more clearly. Gojyo tried to protect her, her life was spared, and they still insisted that they had nothing to do with Amikoharu's disappearance. Maybe she was mistaken all along. If they didn't kidnap her daughter, then who did? Was she alright? Her rage didn't accomplish anything, and now she was too injured to continue her search.

All she could do now was wait. Gojyo was knocked out next to her. At times like this, she wished she was more gifted with useful abilities like telepathy or divination. She hated to admit it, but even the presence of a Supreme Kai would be welcome right about now. The threat of being imprisoned again mattered little, as long as she could get her daughter back safely. She would even resort to begging them for help at this point. Amidst the silence, she found herself uttering something she thought she would never say in her lifetime...

"Dareka...tasukete..."


*'Someone...help me...'