Trail Run or not For CH1 (Patreon)

(For some reason people used to find my writing hard to follow, I've tried to work on that and i think i got better but i haven't been working on my book lately, so my skills are probably slipping. Please let me know if you can't follow what's happening. It's a conversation scene but there's a bunch of subtext so it might take getting used to.)

(Also this story isn't for everyone so if you aren't interested just ignore it lol.)

Vegeta’s death modified the mortals of Anime Universe 12, but when their demands for justice fell on Goku’s(12) shoulders. Bulma’s brutal heel did the same to his head, collapsing his left eye into his skull, his skull into his brain, and his brain into the cracked cement below. She then made a public spectacle of it and proceeded to punt kick his lifeless body around the city against the pleads and cries from the citizens.

Holy Hibari heard their cries, but she recognized the blue-haired bitch as one of Hypothermia’s projects upon arrival. Hibari remained idle.

…

“This brutality has gone far enough, Aera; you can see it, can’t you?”

“Good evening, Rashine. You never showed up to the ball. Mallae was… disappointed.”

“Sad.”

“So you don’t care?”

“I have deeper concerns at the-”

“I’ll let her know then-”

“Aera, Please!”

She chuckled. “Bro, like, why are you yelling at me?”

He pointed at a distant purple glow, where stood a reluctant Cosmic Bulma.

“Broly’s blue-haired sister, I wonder why she’s so small,” Said Aeradite.

Rashine rolled his eyes. “Vegeta’s wife.”

“Vegeta… Ultra Instinct’s little brother?”

“Friend, but whatever, that bitch ripped him in half.”

Aeridite was lost in thought, gazing at the Purple moon with an easy smile.

“Hello?”

Her clenched jaw made it abundantly clear that she did not appreciate his interrupting her thoughts. “Did he cry?”

“That's not the point, Aera; he was beaten to death.”

“And…”

“...And It keeps happening and getting worse. Cosmic-powered Women are becoming too strong. It’s gonna collapse the multiversal balance.”

“Dude, you sound really insecure right now.” She made a pouting face. “Are Women getting too strong for you?”

“I can handle myself, but if the cosmic mortals ever ‘do’ challenge me, it wouldn’t be long till they challenge you, and considering how much you're hated….”

“I hope they try-”

“Oh, They will, and they’ll succeed.”

“Inevitably… but I never planned to live forever.” “Do you plan on living forever, Dear?”

“I plan on living in peace.”

“Well, that’s unfortunate. So what are your plans for Bardock’s wife?”

“I say she needs to be reprimanded for unnecessary brutality-”

Then with a gust of wind, Cosmic Bulma went from standing hundreds of meters away to screaming in Rashine’s face, “Sir, you are not going to reprimand me; Vegeta was a bad person!”

Bulma may well have been transparent, considering how Rashine looked past her to share a glance with Aeradite. He said. “Do you see how bold these Cosmo Women are getting?”

“She doesn’t respect you, Rash; what are you gonna do-?”

“Excuse me; I do respect-”

“Bitch, shut up.” Aeradite didn’t even raise her voice, but Bulma fell silent. The goddess continued, “I have nothing to do with this large-eyed idiot. She is Hibari’s business.”

“Unfortunately not, because this large-eyed idiot is part of ‘your’ Stupid Galactix Regime, and Hibari’s too scared of you, Mallae, and Hypothermia to do anything about it.”

“Then I’m glad she knows her place. I wish you could be more like her.”

“Well, I’m not, so It’s either you’re gonna lock her up, or I’ll do it myself.”

Aaredite Shrugged. “Do it then. I’m not gonna give you my blessings, but you're a big boy; you’ll deal with Mallea when she comes after you.”

Rashine hesitated at the mere mention of Mallea. “Okay then, I-I’m gonna take her. Just wanted to let you know.”

“I know, dear.” She said.

He raised his feet; his 8ft frame towered over Aeradite and Bulma. The latter he took by her arm and vanished with a final plea that almost certainly fell on deaf ears. “Please Don’t tell Mallae.”