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Fusion Revived - CH 9 (The Dream of One)

➤ This story is actually complete (finished Sep 2021) over on my Ao3 already; I'm just publishing it here on tumblr too for archival purposes. I hope any and all curious readers enjoy if they haven't checked it out yet!

SUMMARY: Majin Buu has been destroyed, and the Earth has known peace for close to a year now. Life hasn't been too peaceful for the person responsible for saving the world and the entire universe however, but when an ordinary woman meets him one day, things start to change.

RATING: Teen and Up. PAIRING(S): Vegito x OC/Reader, alluded Gochi, alluded Vegebul CONTENT: Canon Divergence, Slow Burn, Friends to Lovers, Family Drama CW(s) THIS CHAPTER: None.

She had to make another delivery to Dr. Brief. This was the perfect opportunity.

It’s been long enough, almost two weeks. Surely Bulma would’ve settled in nicely with Vegeta again by now, so there wouldn’t be much of a risk of igniting the scientist’s anger if she showed her face. Theoretically.

She had to take it either way. She wanted Vegito back, more than anything, and that dragon radar was a must to have. It would’ve been far more logical to have Goku get it for her like he offered to, but she needed to step up here. She felt that she owed it to Vegito.

This time, Dr. Brief was waiting for her. She entered the building, toting an even larger stack of folders than last time. The CEO was standing by the front desk, and ceased his discussion with the employee there when she approached.

“Ah, thank you my dear! You and your department make my life so much easier.” The man smiled. The small black cat on his shoulder mewled, and her somber mood lessened at the cute sound.

“It’s no problem, sir.” She cleared her throat. She didn’t know where the woman was in the building, and she’d rather not waste time wandering around, so she took her chance here.

“If I may ask, is Bulma in today? I need to speak with her.”

“Yes, she’s in. I can take you to her office.”

“That would be great, thank you.” She’s thankful he didn’t question why she needed to talk to his daughter, but since she had the position she did, he likely assumed it was related to business.

Dr. Brief led her down a series of halls, going past the familial quarters and deeper into the rest of the structure. As they walked, with she keeping a close but loose distance from the doctor, her mind reeled.

Bulma telling her no would be the worst end to this. If she really wanted to go that route, she could ask Goku to take the radar from her anyway, but what good would that do in the end? He was one of her closest friends to boot, maybe he would take offense at she suggesting to go against the woman’s words. Maybe Bulma would try to punish her via legal means to top it off, and that was a headache she did not want in the slightest.

When Dr. Brief led her to the door of his daughter’s office, and left her standing there, she tried to calm her racing heart.

*knock knock*

A balled hand gently struck metal, and she waited with bated breath.

“Come in.”

A feminine voice called from the other side. Not wanting to let her anxiety freeze her solid, she immediately opened the door.

Blue eyes made contact with hers, and their owner went stiff.

“Hi.” She spoke, though the strain in her tone was blatant. “Hope you aren’t busy right now, because I need to talk to you.”

“…About what?”

Bulma’s response was tense, but it lacked hostility, something she was grateful for.

“Your dragon radar. I need it.”

“Why?”

The scientist asked in a raised tone of voice. She could see that the blue-haired woman surely became suspicious now, as her stare harshened into a glare. She stepped further into the room to partially close the door behind her, just in case Bulma started shouting.

“I want to use the dragon balls to wish Vegito back. As his own person.”

She quickly added in the latter sentence, knowing that implying she wanted to refuse Goku and her husband would’ve surely set her off. Her hunch was right, as she did see the spike of fury in Bulma’s blue irises, before it fizzled away just as fast. Curiosity was left in its place.

“His own person? You mean, separate from Vegeta and Goku?”

“Yes. I don’t know if the dragon can do it, but I want to still try.”

“… … …” Bulma went silent, and stared at her closely. She could tell the scientist was examining her, trying to get a better feel of things. This is the first time they’ve properly spoken to each other, and since their first ‘meeting’ involved something that people would see in tv dramas, she couldn’t blame Bulma for being on guard. She’s thankful Chi Chi wasn’t around, as from the exchange of words they had previously, she got the impression that the Son matriarch was the far more emotionally volatile one.

If it were Chi Chi she had to ask the radar for, she had no doubt the woman wouldn’t have bothered to hear her out, refusing because of sheer bitterness…probably pettiness too. Bulma at least hasn’t chased her off yet.

“Well,” Bulma leaned back in her chair. “I don’t see a reason why I shouldn’t give you the radar. I know that you…meant a lot to Vegito. And, I guess he meant a lot to you as well, since you’re here now.”

Considering how the fusion was her ex-husband in a way, she expected Bulma to express a little irritation at the minimum, but she instead started smiling slightly. A more solemn, vaguely sad light entered her eyes.

“Speaking of that…I wanted to apologize to you.”

“To me?” She asked, eyes widening. “For what?”

“…For basically taking Vegito away from you, like that. I’ve done some thinking about it since then, and it struck me that it was…very heartless of me.”

Unsure of how to respond, she stayed quiet. Bulma continued, looking down at her desk and tapping a finger.

“It was difficult, adjusting to him being around. The idea that I would never see Vegeta again…it hurt. Every time I looked at Vegito, I saw Vegeta. But, he wasn’t him. It got to the point that in my eyes, Vegito was almost like…a ghost. In a weird way.” She chuckled, though it contained little humor.

“When he told Chi Chi and I that he didn’t want to be with either of us, it made that feeling worse. He was…fascinating I have to admit, but he confused me. I was so frustrated over everything, what Buu and his handler did, and how Vegito was a permanent reminder of it, that I…never tried to understand how he felt about it all.”

“…It was just a bad, complicated time.” The reassurance left her lips involuntarily. She kept talking, briefly looking down at the ground.

“For what it’s worth, I don’t hate you…or Chi Chi. Took me awhile to stop feeling angry, but I understand why you two made the wish. You don’t have to apologize.”

She cleared her throat. “All I want is Vegito back, and in a way where you and Chi Chi can keep your husbands. It’ll be a happy ending for everyone.”

“Hm.” The scientist brightened up. “You’re right. And honestly, I shouldn’t exactly apologize to you anyway. It’s Vegito who deserves it.”

After everything she and Chi Chi did to him, how they treated him… The memories troubled Bulma. She vividly remembered the last thing Vegito told she and Chi Chi before he left in a fury, and soon, left this world altogether. That bridge between them had absolutely burned to ash, but she felt driven to see if another bridge could be built. If ill feelings could be forgiven, and let go.

Bulma pushed such thoughts back for now, and pulled out a drawer in her desk to remove something from it.

“Here.” The scientist held out a circular, white device with a knob at the top of it. Its screen was currently black, as it was powered off. She moved forwards to take it.

“This is the radar. You’ll know whenever the dragon balls become active again with this, which should be in about…”

“Four months.” She cut in. “Goku told me.”

“Oh?” Bulma looked amused. “You’ve spoken with him?”

“Yeah. He came to visit me a while ago. With the Instant Transmission thing.”

“I see. I’m assuming he already knows about you wanting the radar?”

“Yes. He said that he would go gather the dragon balls for me.”

“Sounds like you both have it all figured out. All there’s left to do, is to wait for the dragon balls to re-activate. I’ll trust the radar to you until then. You seem very responsible, but try not to lose it. Those things aren’t easy to make, believe it or not.”

“Right. I’ll take good care of it.” She gripped the contraption tightly.

It was all riding on Shenron now. If the dragon couldn’t bring Vegito back, then she would have to live with that. Easier said than done. She not holding what happened against the two other women aside, she knew that she would never get over how abruptly she and the Saiyan were ripped apart.

She never got to say goodbye to him. That alone made her not want to accept him being gone. So, she wouldn’t. She wouldn’t even try to, until Shenron was summoned.

…To think, she’s going through all this effort to revive someone who she thought would just be an annoying acquaintance and nothing more…

“Well, I guess I’ll be seeing you.” She turned to walk out of the room, but paused when Bulma spoke up again.

“Before you leave…let’s exchange phone numbers. Just to keep in better contact, in case something goes wrong with the radar.”

“…Ok.” That was good enough logic for her.

After they registered one another as a contact in their cellphones, she bid Bulma a temporary farewell and left the room. After she closed the door and turned back around to make her way down the hall, she was stopped by someone who was standing nearby.

A short, purple-haired boy with blue eyes that looked up at her with an awfully piercing gaze. Despite being 9 years old, Trunks had a bit of an intimidating air to him. Considering who his parents were, she wasn’t surprised.

“You’re really going to try to wish Vegito back?” He bluntly asked, arms crossed.

So, he was eavesdropping…that also didn’t surprise her.

“Yes.” She paused, feeling awkward. It wasn’t every day that she spoke with kids, and unlike Goten, Trunks didn’t seem to be that amiable.

“Do you…not want that?”

“Never said I didn’t. It’s just surprising. I guess you really are his girlfriend.”

“Girlfr-” She started then stopped, the heat of embarrassment immediately rushing to her face. It took some strength, but she managed to keep her voice level.

“Kid, I’m not his girlfriend.” She shook her head. “I don’t even know if he likes me like that; not that it’s important anyway. I just want him alive again.”

At this, Trunks lost the edge he carried. Similar to Bulma, his expression fell; becoming vaguely remorseful.

“…Sorry…” He muttered. She knew what he was referring to, without he needing to say it. Perhaps he had involvement in it somehow, but the details didn’t matter to her at this point. She mustered a smile, even though her heart was still beating at a quickened pace because of the boy’s earlier remark.

“It’s fine. If this works, all will be well.”

Trunks merely nodded, and didn’t say anything else; keeping his stare fixed on the ground. She took this as her cue to leave, as she had to get back to her work place anyhow.

She headed down to the main entrance, but to her surprise, a familiar spiky-haired man left a room just as she came near it. She ignored how her heart jumped, especially when he turned to face her. Off the bat, she noticed that he was…about as tall as she was. A touch endearing, but she wouldn’t dare voice it out loud.

“Uh…” She gulped. “Hi…Vegeta.”

The man’s face was neutral, mouth forming a line. His eyes were in a scowl, but she detected no anger or unfriendliness in his stare. If anything, he regarded her in a faintly…soft manner. It was almost identical to a look she caught Vegito giving her one time…

Vegeta nodded in acknowledgement, but didn’t speak. He stepped past her and down the hall, in the direction she came from. She watched the Saiyan go, but recalled what she was doing before, and resumed on her way.

She walked down many halls, exiting Capsule Corp with the dragon radar tucked safely into her bag, feeling more hopeful that she’d get to see the smug warrior again soon.

༻ ❁ ༺

Her office door suddenly slammed open, making her jump.

“She was talking to you about something.” Her visitor gruffly stated, entering without waiting for approval and pushed the door shut behind him.

“What was it?”

“…It was about the dragon radar. She wants to wish Vegito back to life, with his own existence separate from you and Goku. Didn’t Goku tell you?”

“No. The clown’s been too focused on his family, I suppose.”

Vegeta snorted, and crossed his arms. Bulma smirked.

“Well, that’s why she was here. In four months, if her plan succeeds…there’ll be another pure-blooded Saiyan around. However unnatural his origins are.” She hummed thoughtfully. He tsked.

“You say that as if it means anything to me.”

“Maybe it does…or doesn’t. But obviously, Vegito’s powerful. Stronger than you and Goku even. Does THAT mean anything to you?”

“…Hmph. We’ll see.”

Was all Vegeta said in return, before taking his leave. Bulma knew, from the bottom of her heart, that he was going to train. And be training for a while.

She shook her head, entertained by her husband’s seemingly indifferent demeanor. She was aware that he wouldn’t take being the third best on the planet and likely in this universe sitting down, but despite how devoted he’ll be to sticking to the gravity room, she was thankful he was even here at all.

…It reminded her of what had to be lost first. She sincerely hoped things would work out.

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sapphire-heart-tippy · 2 months ago

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Sugar Crash Void Bash: The Fanfic!

chapter 1 chapter 2 chapter 3 chapter 4 chapter 5 chapter 6 chapter 7

CWs: Violent action sequences, blood mention, slight gore, anxiety and panic, possession/mind control, strangulation, sharp weapons (daggers, spears, halberds)

Chapter Eight: Kingdom Crumbles

After you read this, you'll get to choose between two endings

Bad Ending Good Ending

The fog of tension is so thick in the air that one could cut it with a knife. After a restless night, the soon-to-be heroes did everything in their power to replenish their energy for the upcoming confrontation. Ice and Tippy get dressed in silence, the brunette is sitting on the edge of the bed.

Tippy gently wraps zeir arms around him, planting a reassuring kiss on his cheek. Ice breathes a relieved sigh through his nose, closing his eyes, and lightly caressing Tippy’s bicep.

Outside

The air, although silent and still, is filled with the dread of what’s to come. Emmanuel steps over the threshold of the front door to meet the rest of his family. He inhales,

“Mr Dio isn’t coming. He’s far too weakened from the attack yesterday.”

“Just as I suspected,” Ice speaks bluntly then turns to the others, “Let’s end this.”

Ramón holds the map, directing the rest of the family members where to go. They trek outside of town, seemingly into the middle of the desert. Emmanuel accidentally bumps into the back of Vanilla,

“Ough! Sorry, cous’–” His eye widens at the sight he sees, “What… the hell… is that?”

Before the three gentlemen, is what looks to be a palace of sorts. The palace is made from smooth sandstone, all lined with gold trim. It has open arches in place of doorways so anyone could wander inside… but would they want to?

Ice shakes his head, remaining silent, but continues hiking down the sand dune. Tippy narrows his eyes in suspicion and curiosity at zeir husband.

The four get closer and closer to the sandstone palace, an eerie pressure lingering in the air with every passing step. Ice feels Ramón wrap his arm around his arm. The pink haired teen holds onto his papa for comfort, anxious about what may happen soon. With a head rub and some soothing words of reassurance from his papa, Ramón’s muscles relax and he feels less tense.

The four’s footsteps echo on the stone floor as they enter the palace. Up high on a hill of stairs, sits a sinister man on his throne. He has pin straightened, lavender, shoulder length hair, sharply cut horizontally, golden-orange eyes that glow intermittently, and is wearing what appears to be a cerulean crown with a sky blue diamond in the center. The crown and his outfit’s ensemble are quite similar to the way the envelope was presented.

Once the group approaches him, a nasty smirk curls upon his glossed lips. Vanilla stops in his tracks, gazing up at the menacing man in the throne, he clenches his teeth,

“Beleza…”

“Wait, you know this guy?!” Tippy says. Ramón and Emi are confused too, the three of them look at Vanilla. The brunette is fuming and imploding with repressed negative emotions of the man in front of him. The man chuckles,

“That’s right. It’s me. Beleza Muscadine, in the flesh and blood,” He smirks grimly, “But you all may address me as ‘Lord Bel’ from now on.”

“In your dreams.” Vanilla growls. Bel giggles, then daintily crosses his legs in his throne. He playfully shakes his head, looking at Vanilla's family,

“Oh, my my my my my… Who do we have here? This,” Bel points at Tippy, “must be your little boyfriend, hm? He’s awfully handsome. I guess you did find love after all, eh, Vanilly?” He bats his eyelashes. Bel points at Ramón, “And this one… this one must be your baby, huh? Ohohoho, you naughty thing…” Bel smirks and looks at Emi,

“You… I have no idea who you are, but my best guess is you are somehow related to this man right here.”

“Let’s end this, Beleza. I’m ready to punch that putrid smirk off your face.” Vanilla hisses.

“So hostile.” Bel puts up his hands. “This guy has always been jealous of me.”

Tippy turns to Vanilla with great concern,

“Vans, what is going on?! Who is this?!”

Before Ice can answer, Bel speaks, directing his attention to Tippy,

“Ohohoho, you’d like to get to know me, pretty little thing?”

The words that slip out of Bel’s mouth send shockwaves of pure rage into Vanilla’s heart. The brunette tries everything in his power to restrain himself from lunging at the purple haired man.

“Allow me to explain.”

Bel ominously glides down the stairs, landing in front of the group,

“I used to be one of The Beast’s loyal servants…

In fact… I was one of the first to join.

After a few months of being Dio’s right hand man alone… that was when Ice appeared.

Hmhmhm… you all should’ve seen him, the way he was before…

He was so pathetic, meek, fragile, dirty… He acted like a shy little child at first.

Of course, Dio took quite a liking to him and didn’t let him out of his sight. I must admit, I was a little jealous of all the attention Ice would get, but mhmhm… all of that changed rather quickly over time.

Even though Ice became stronger and healthier, grabbing Dio’s attention more often… I was still The Beast’s favorite. I made damn sure Icy knew that.

Ohohoho, he would get so angry. Ice hated me so much. Seething with jealousy that I, Beleza Muscadine was so, smart, gorgeous, perfect, and everything he’s not.

He must’ve omitted my existence out of any life stories he told, hm? Well then, I was such a great leader and I could persuade others to do my bidding with ease, something Dio praised me quite highly on. Awww, Vanilly was just so torn apart with jealousy at me ‘stealing away his boyfriend’ that he turned himself into a mindless slave. He obeyed Dio without hesitation, doing anything and everything that was asked of him… no matter how humiliating or degrading the command was.

But… I cared not for Dio’s worthless attention, but mostly for the sake of tormenting Ice. Oh, and taking Dio’s treasure of course.

I was treated quite poorly by The Beast. I didn’t want to spend the rest of my life under the thumb of some arrogant waste of space.”

Bel circles the group then hovers back up to his throne, gracefully sitting back down and crossing his legs one over the other. He rests his cheek on his knuckles, gazing down at the gang with his yellow eyes,

“Everything changed for the better however…” Bel looks down at the nails on his left hand then back at the group, “I had found something that helped me get everything I deserved.”

Beleza taps the jewel embedded in the crown on top of his head,

“I found this gorgeous gem. It called to me, and I took it as a trophy.” The purple haired man sighs dreamily, looking off into the distance with hooded eyelids, “Yes, I was Dio’s favorite servant… right up until I had failed in offing The Beast with a wooden stake to the heart.”

Emmanuel is stunned, slowly shaking his head, remembering what happened the day prior. Beleza could have very well finally killed Dio yesterday, yet he chose not to. Bel continues,

“Instead of driving that wooden stake into his undead heart, it was driven right into the palm of his hand. He told me bluntly to get out, and if I were to ever return, I would be executed on sight. I left as told and… hmhm, here we are today.”

“We don’t care about any of that, Beleza.” Ice growls, dripping venom with every word.

“Your little boy toy certainly cared, since he’s the one who asked me so politely.” Bel puckers his lips and winks at Tippy.

“YOU SON OF A BITCH, I’LL KILL YOU!!!” Vanilla bellows, clenching his fists in rage. His anger only makes Beleza cackle.

Emmanuel steps in,

“What did you do with Jonathan?!”

Bel rolls his eyes then taps his cheek with his long golden painted nail. He sighs with an annoyed expression,

“Right… I have something of yours.” Bel snaps his fingers and uses the power of the jewel to bring down a cage containing a dazed Jonathan. The blue bearded man is sitting down on the cage’s floor, completely hypnotized into an unresponsive stupor.

“What did you do to him?!” Vanilla yells. Bel gestures up to Jonathan,

“He wasn’t cooperating, and he tried to use some kind of repulsive sunlight magic on me. Oh, that man certainly did put up quite the fight…” He grins evilly, “But what he didn’t count on was the fact that I like to fight dirty.” Bel grins devilishly, “I figured out that he was using his breath as an energy source… ahuhuhu, and Vanilly over here knows how I just simply *inhale* take the fellas’ breath away.” Bel points at the cage, “Long story short, he’s under my spell. I doubt he even knows what’s happening right now or where he is.”

“You bastard!” Vanilla grits his teeth.

“Mhm.” Bel raises an eyebrow, very unamused, “I’ll tell you what,” He taps his cheek with his golden fingernail, looking up at the suspended cage, “I’ll give the four of you a choice…”

Vanilla shakes his head already prepared to deny anything Beleza has to offer, no matter what that may be. The purple haired man smirks,

“I’ll let Jonathan go free if you join me in executing The Beast, and you must lend me each of your stand powers to take over the world. You four will be my most treasured servants. I will treat you with dignity and grace, don’t worry…”

Beleza narrows his eyes,

“But if you refuse…” He looks up at caged Jonathan, “Each and every one of you will die.”

“NO.” Vanilla speaks firmly, “I will never bow to you. None of us will bow to you.”

“Awww…” Bel feigns a pout, “Tsk tsk tsk, is that your final answer?”

Ice gives Beleza a chilling glare, piercing whatever soul the lavender haired man has left with him. With a smirk and a glance to Ramón, Bel speaks,

“What a shame… and I said I would never harm a child. Oh well,” Bel stands up quickly, holding up his right hand, electric blue magic emanating around it,

“But you have to crack a few skulls to make an empire.”

HSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!

Beleza’s stand, a large cerulean snake with golden accents and a lilac colored belly, manifests behind him.

“I’d like you all to meet, Gilded Cobra… because he will be the very last stand you ever meet!!!”

Gilded Cobra opens his mouth wide and attempts to strike the couple. Vanilla and Tippy manifest their stands and jump out of the way!

Emmanuel pulls Ramón aside and speaks,

“Listen, little man, you and I are going to rescue Jonathan while your parents take care of this Beleza guy, okay?”

Ramón looks back and forth between Emi and his fathers fighting this new enemy stand user. The teen gulps, but regains his composure and nods.

“Good! Now follow my lead!” Emi sprints over to where the suspended cage is, dipping into Slick’s shadow form, moving along the ground for Ramón to follow.

Tippy uses invisibreak, confusing and irritating Beleza. Gilded Cobra swipes his golden clawed serpent hands at Cream. This enrages the void stand, causing him to belt out a roar that shakes the palace. Cream flattens his hand and goes to slice Cobra in half. The snake stand is too quick! He hisses, spraying venom at Cream. A few drops land on the zombie-like stand, sizzling and melting his flesh. Vanilla grunts in pain, looking in disbelief at the acidic venom wounds.

Tippy peers out from Sapphire Heart’s invisibreak portal from the waist up. With diamond spear in hand, ze pulls it back and thrusts the spear at Beleza.

!!!

Beleza uses his magic to stop the spear from piercing his flesh. The electric blue magic has the head of the spear in its grasp. Tippy struggles to pull away, but Beleza is far too powerful.

“UNNGHH!!” Ze cries out. Beleza’s eyes are glowing bright, laser focused on Tippy. His grimace turns into a smirk, very much pleased from the power he has over the blue haired gentleman. Sapphire Heart appears fully, and grasps the spear in his hands,

“I have had enough of this.”

Sapphire makes the spear disappear in a flash, and swifter than a black mamba bite, ze crashes zeir fist into Beleza’s cheek, sending him flying across the throne platform. Sapphire covers zeir master in a protective crystal shield sphere. Tippy pushes the inside of the forcefield with zeir hands,

“SAPPHIRE!!!”

The genie stand ignores zeir master, seeing red at the treatment of Tippy. Beleza is lying on his throne, dazed and very enraged. Sapphire swoops in, grabbing Beleza by the collar of the top, transforming zeir right hand into a giant metal boxing glove-esque fist. Three sharp blue diamonds detract out of the knuckles,

“HYAAAAAHHH!!!!”

Zeir blow is cut short by the electric blue energy surrounding zeir fist. Bel’s pupils go from round to slitted as he pushes Sapphire Heart back. Tippy has no control over zeir stand anymore, not like ze had very much control to begin with. Bel manages to shove Sapphire away as well as push away the crystal shield orb containing Tippy. The blue haired gentleman screams as ze is flung away out of the range of zeir stand. Sapphire and the orb disappear, causing Tippy to crash painfully to the ground,

“Aauunghh!!”

Vanilla notices this, but is dealing with Gilded Cobra at the moment. His head is peeking out of Cream’s mouth as Cream tries to push Cobra away from him. Ice turns to see his husband lying on the ground,

“TIPPY!!!”

He turns back to the serpent stand, gaining enough energy, strength, and motivation to finally kick him off with both of Cream’s massive legs. Cobra gets sent flying backwards, which causes Bel to stop walking and get sent flying off as well.

Ice leaps out of Cream’s void mouth and dashes over to protect his love. Beleza spots this and narrows his eyes. Before Ice can reach Tippy, Beleza swoops down and seizes zem in his arms. Tippy yelps and is pressed against Beleza’s chest, being firmly held in place by his left arm. Vanilla stops dead in his tracks, viewing the horrendous sight before him. Beleza’s devilish serpent eyes drill into Vanilla’s,

“Hmhmhmhm…” The lavender haired man chuckles, his voice is eerily distorted. Bel looks down at Tippy, eyelids hooded, a smirk impossibly wide and even more snake-like than before. He licks his lips with a black forked tongue. This makes Ice’s eyes widen in pure disgust and bewilderment. Bel looks back over at Ice and his chuckle sounds more like a rhythmic hiss,

“Sss sss sss sss sss…” He continues, “He’s awfully cute…”

The lavender haired man stretches out his hand to the side, manifesting a sharp, curved, golden dagger,

“I might just have to make him my groom instead… but if he misbehaves or disobeys me in any way,” Tippy winces as the cold blade is pressed against his throat. Bel enjoys seeing both Tippy and Vanilla in this position. Having an attractive guy in his clutches, as well as said guy being the lover of his enemy. Ice’s fury amuses Beleza,

“We will rule the world together, my love…” He abandons the dagger, causing it to disappear into thin air. Instead, Beleza gently touches Tippy’s cheek and jaw, making zem look at him, “Oh, darling. Look… look at me… look into my eyes…” Tippy looks into his eyes, going into a trance, causing zeir eyes to glow. Ze tries to turn zeir head away, but zeir eyes remain locked onto Beleza’s.

Suddenly zeir body goes numb, and zeir mind goes fuzzy. Beleza turns away as he just put Tippy under his serpent spell, looking into Vanilla’s eyes as well. Ice feels his body fill with sprinkles of pleasure and his mind go fuzzy. He quickly shields his eyes and groans. Bel grins,

“Yet another thing of yours that I have taken away, eh, Vanilly?” His cackle rings in Vanilla’s ears, making him lose control.

BAWWWMMPPH!!!

Vanilla punches Beleza as hard as he can in the face with his fist. Tippy drops to the floor again, holding the spot on zeir chest where Bel held zem. Ice stomps over to Bel on the ground, seeing that his skin is growing blue scales on certain parts of his body, including his cheeks and neck.

“Vanilla!” Tippy calls over to his husband. Ice whips his head around to see Tippy holding up his hands in the shape of a heart. Vanilla quickly rushes to Tippy and they both yell,

“HEART!!!”

In a flash of bright white light, Razz lands and slides his leg across the floor. Bel hisses, his mouth is wider with two protruding fangs, and sparse blue scales glisten on his cheeks,

“What?!”

Meanwhile, Ramón and Emmanuel are figuring out a way to get Jonathan down from the cage. The two family members finally reach the cage, Emi by using his shadow form, Ramón by glitching out. Emmanuel slips out from the waist up of Slick’s shadow. He touches the cage, only to be met with what feels like an electric shock,

“YEOW! W-what the hell was that all about?!” Emi waves his hand around, “This isn’t good, little man, we need to try to find a way to get him out of this cage, pronto.”

“I have an idea!” Ramón holds up his hand, which is glitching violently. He sticks his glitching hand through the bars just to test his theory, “Aha! So all I have to do is glitch out, grab Mr Jojo and pull him through the bars!”

“Er, no offense, Ramón, but… I don’t think you’d be strong enough to hold this guy.” Emi shakes his head. Ramón floats over next to Emi,

“Okay, what about this? I’ll take Mr Jojo out, then you grab him and send him to the shadow world or whatever that is.”

“Yeah, sure, that sounds like a pla–”

KAH-TAAAANG!!!

The two relatives recoil and realize that Bel shot a slim beam of electric blue energy at the two of them from an enchanted gilded halberd that used to be hanging from a pillar. Bel is tackled by Razz, who was recovering from several thrashes that Bel had given him.

Emi looks directly at Ramón,

“We have to do this quickly.”

Ramón nods in agreement and attempts to pull the weakened Jonathan out of the cage.

Razz and Beleza continue to viciously fight one another. Bel hisses and screeches, grabbing animalistically at Razz’s long brown hair on his right side, yanking him around. Razz howls in pain and claws at Beleza’s chest and face, feeling the transition from skin to scales every now and then.

The lavender haired man straight up strikes at the fusion with his mouth, trying to sink his fangs into him. Razz dodges out of the way, still in extreme pain at having his hair clutched so tightly in Bel’s grasp. Razz fights dirty too, taking a leaf from Beleza’s book and clamping his jaw around Beleza’s left arm.

Bel yelps and hisses loudly, burning venom spraying everywhere, pounding his fist into Razz’s head, making the fusion dizzy. Thankfully Beleza lets Razz go.

The fusion disappears into a cloud of sparkles, which infuriates the lavender haired man even more. Light blue venom drips down Bel’s chin, as he gives out low, beastly growls. His slitted, glowing yellow eyes are wide, as he twirls around trying to catch the damned fusion.

UURRRGHHHH…

Beleza feels an ominous presence behind him. He hears the low, horrific sound of a mysterious creature growling. As the lavender haired man turns around, he is met face to face with Volatile Amethyst. The demonic undead stand holds his scythe with both hands, giving Beleza an evil toothy grin,

“Goodnight…”

SLAAASSSHHH!!!

Amethyst goes to slice Beleza in half with his scythe. Bel’s serpent eyes are wide as his body is sliced diagonally, from left shoulder to right hip. Instead of blood pouring out of his body, electric blue energy radiates across his wound. The jewel in his crown glows blindingly bright, making Amethyst and Razz shield their eyes. Beleza hovers, being held up by the crown’s jewel, his body is limp and his eyes are rolled back in his head as if he is deceased. Razz squints his eyes, trying to get a better look at what’s happening.

Bel lands on the ground, stumbling on his own feet. He gazes off into the distance with a thousand yard stare. His eyes flash from yellow and slitted, to dark brown and round in an instant. Beleza grabs his head and pants from what seems to be distressed,

“Haaahh, haaaah!! W-what?!” His voice sounds vastly different.

Quicker than a mousetrap’s spring, Beleza snaps out of it, regaining his glowing yellow serpent eyes, and looks straight at Razz. His movements are a little more robotic than they were before.

“You are a fool.” Beleza grins, his eyes unblinking and locked onto Razz. The fusion is horrified at what he just saw. He feels a visceral and primal instinct to run away as if Beleza was a beast in the wild and Razz was the prey.

“I cannot be killed.” Razz doesn’t know why but… when Beleza speaks, it feels like it’s… not even him speaking, but rather he's being spoken through.

“The power of the jewel is unsurpassable. By The Serpent’s Eye, you will bow to my feet or perish beneath them.” Beleza’s movements are akin to that of a puppet on a string, something that would be seen straight from a nightmare. Razz backs away from primal fear.

Crrrkk

Bel’s head turns to Emmanuel and Ramón, attempting to glitch Jonathan out of the cage. He raises both of his hands, palms facing upwards, and knocks Ramón out of the sky using an electric blue energy beam from the gem.

Emmanuel reaches out for Ramón,

“NOOOO!!!”

The teenager falls down, weakened from the blast. Razz shrieks and sprints to catch his son. Beleza’s head is tilted, almost touching his left shoulder. His limbs are stiff yet limp, as if he was just a reanimated corpse. His body twitches every now and then.

Razz dashes, and as if everything were happening in slow motion, he manages to catch Ramón before he plummets to the ground. The two of them disappear in a cloud of sparkles, resting in the void for a while.

Beleza jerks his head upwards at Emmanuel, which sends chills down his spine. Emi frantically thinks of some other way to free Jonathan. Beleza raises his hands again, charging another attack while Emmanuel makes his way up to the rope holding up the cage to keep it still.

Slick Shadow tries his best to wriggle his way into the cage without touching the bars, so he can pull Jonathan into the shadow void with him.

Before Beleza can shoot an energy beam at Emmanuel, Razz leaps out of the void and tackles him! They both land on the ground with a loud thud. Razz kicks Bel and stands back up, putting up his obsidian shield.

Gilded Cobra hisses and wraps his mouth over a part of the obsidian shield, trying to break it but to no avail. The electric blue venom drips down onto the ground, sizzling and melting the sandstone floor. Beleza hovers over and starts thrusting the golden halberd violently and mechanically into the force field.

Any and every attempt to break the shield is proven in vain. Beleza growls and launches the halberd directly at Emmanuel, missing him by mere centimeters. The enchanted halberd disappears and is teleported back to the ground near Beleza. Ramón laughs, grabbing the attention of the lavender haired man,

“Haha! Give it up already, Beleza. We can literally do this all day! My fathers can stay fused for 12 hours!”

Beleza’s face turns from frustration to realization to deviousness. He grins wickedly and slowly turns his head to Razz,

“Good to know…”

Beleza leaps up into the air, hovering with his head looking straight up at the ceiling. The gem glows a bright white, then a bright orange… then a bright red. His arms are stretched out and hands are holding two glowing orbs of golden energy. Razz frantically looks around,

“W-w-what’s going on? What the hell is happening now?!”

Ramón runs up to Razz, grabs his bicep and points out of the open archways,

“Whatever’s happening outside!!!”

Outside, the clouds move faster and faster with each passing second.

“Wait…Wait.” Razz realizes,” H-HE’S FAST FORWARDING TIME!!!”

“I refuse to be disrespected by worthless mortals.” Beleza’s voice booms all around the palace.

Razz runs to below where Beleza is and has Amethyst fly upwards,

“Shit! He’s out of range of my stand!”

Ramón gets a determined look in his eyes and rushes to the spot Razz is at. He glitches out and disappears, startling the fusion.

Beleza continues to make time pass even faster and faster until it’s night. Ramón glitches up to where he is and manages to grab onto Beleza. They both glitch around, the magic coupled with the glitching, makes the entire earth shake and distort.

“STOP THIS! STOP AT ONCE, YOU FOOL, YOU’LL KILL US ALL!” Beleza roars.

The entire universe ripples and wobbles from the immense power distortion caused by Ramón’s glitching and Beleza’s gem magic. The two of them lose power for a brief moment and plummet to the ground.

The teen finds enough strength to get his stand power back and glitches out into the void before he hits the ground. Beleza hovers, lying down prone, almost touching the ground. He stands up and clenches his fists, glaring at Ramón. He directs his attention back to the fusion and smirks,

“11 hours and 55 minutes have passed. You don’t have much time left before you are separated.”

Razz says nothing, his heart is racing and he bites his teeth, angry and anxious. Beleza grabs the golden halberd once again and shoots out an energy beam at Emmanuel, this time grazing his right bicep.

“AAAUGH!!!” Emmanuel wails in pain, wobbling and having trouble clinging to the rope. Slick Shadow gets electrocuted by the cage bars, recoiling in pain and ruining all of the progress. Beleza gives a fang filled grin.

Razz turns to his son,

“Ramón, run away. Run far, far away. Please.”

“W-what?! N-no! I can’t! I won’t–”

“You need to save yourself, child.” Razz commands his son, then mumbles, “Vanilla and Tippy shouldn’t even have brought you in the first place.”

Before Ramón can respond, Razz sprints to Beleza, and another battle ensues. The teenage boy is completely paralyzed in place, watching Razz and Beleza attack each other with their bare hands.

His heart thumps against his ribcage, unintentionally glitching around,

“G-GA-A-A-AUGH!”

Ramón stops for a few moments and looks up at Emmanuel, who’s trying to release Jonathan from the cage while at the same time trying to stops his wound from bleeding. Blood drips down from the area Emmanuel is at, splattering down to the floor below.

Ramón trembles from fear, feeling his fingers go numb. His periphery grows fuzzy and unfocused, his heart beats uncontrollably no matter how slow he tries to breathe. His throat closes up, making it almost impossible to swallow.

With a couple more glitches, his golden brown eyes lock onto the jewel in Beleza’s crown, glowing bright blue. Sugar Crash whispers behind Ramón barely audible but still just enough to hear,

“He’s being puppeteered by it…”

That’s when the teen realizes… He remembers the person in the trench coat and top hat. They had glowing yellow eyes for a while until... Suddenly they didn't. Just a little while ago, Beleza was sliced in half by Volatile Amethyst, then got revived by the gem in his crown. Ramón replays that scene in his head over and over… Beleza’s eyes… his eyes… his eyes went from a glowing yellow to a dark brown.

Razz shouts and uses his stand to slice at Gilded Cobra. The snake stand hisses and strikes at Amethyst at lightning speed. Amethyst goes in to slash at him, frantically swinging around the scythe. Cobra whips around and smacks Amethyst up against a pillar, sending Razz backwards as well. The pillar cracks and crumbles, pieces of debris flying every which way.

Beleza flies over to Razz, only to be kicked in the abdomen by both of his legs. Beleza grunts from the power of the kick. He hisses, the bright blue venom from his fangs spewing as his mouth opens. Razz covers his face, his forearms taking the stinging droplets of venom,

“Aaaughh!”

Meanwhile, Ramón is quickly coming up with a plan to steal away the crown from Beleza. With a deep inhale and a glance to his stand, he glitches out. The battle between Razz and Beleza causes destruction all inside of the palace.

Emi clutches his arm, watching as Slick Shadow wraps around the inebriated Jonathan,

“Come on, come on…”

Slick gets electrocuted every now and then, causing immense pain to Emmanuel, yet he pushes on.

Ramón manages to glitch his way behind Beleza. The lavender haired man is dodging Razz’s punches and kicks, but what he didn’t count on was Ramón grabbing the crown from his head.

“HUH?!” Beleza twists his head around and catches the teenager in the act. Ramón gasps! Simply removing the jewel from Beleza’s head isn’t enough. Razz lands a harsh blow against Beleza’s left cheek, bringing his attention back to the fusion. Ramón thinks fast, glitchily flying over to another area where he slams down the crown into the ground.

The pink haired boy stomps on the jewel with his foot, but it does nothing. He tries to have Sugar Crash punch it, but still nothing happens.

Suddenly, a glint of metal catches his eye,

“Th-the halberd!” Ramón dashes over to the enchanted halberd Beleza had abandoned and snatches it up off the ground. He sprints back over to the crown and starts smashing the jewel with the head of the weapon.

CRRK!

The halberd manages to crack the gem bit by bit. It starts glowing red, the light pulsating in a rhythm as if it’s a dying heartbeat. Beleza furiously grabs Razz by the throat and hovers, raising the fusion up in the air and strangling him with just one hand. Razz grabs hold of Beleza’s wrist and does everything he can to pry himself free from the deadly grip.

Ramón looks over for a brief moment to see what’s happening, then goes back to smashing the jewel with the enchanted halberd, grunting and using every bit of his strength to destroy the accursed thing.

Emmanuel strains and shudders from both the pain of being shot with an energy beam, and from being shocked by the cage’s bars. He finally has Jonathan fully enveloped in Slick’s shadow form. Now all there is left to do is pull him out.

Ramón wails as he slams the golden halberd down into the jewel repeatedly. Gilded Cobra slithers over to the fusion, unhinging his jaw and going in to take a finishing bite. Ramón looks over once again and shrieks,

“NOOOO!!!”

This time sobbing in terror. There is not much time left before Razz separates back into Ice and Tippy.

To be continued…

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