Well, Super's about to end/go on hiatus (here's hoping), so I suppose in the meantime, my musings will have to continue in fanfic writing.

At least until they unleash the new movie.

Seriously though, I realized how long I've gone without updating this story, and I think it's time I finally work on it again.

After a long hiatus from this story, here is a new chapter of this crazy story that I will admit has been an amazing experience.

#abusepotaranerf

Thunder roared through the heavens as Gohan and Sifir exchanged blows with one another. While Gohan was fighting with what strength he could muster as a Super Saiya-jin, he was cautious due to the alien invader matching his power. It was almost uncanny and unrealistic that this blue-skinned reptile was able to handle the young hybrid's power without breaking a sweat. Then again, the alien warrior could be testing him—holding back to lure Gohan into a false sense of security before devastating him.

Gohan had fallen to Frieza back when he came to Earth. Even though he had known he would be defeated by the despot, he fought like a madman to stop him from hurting his friends until his father and Vegeta returned. Since that fateful day, he had been training on and off to become strong enough to defend the planet and protect his family and friends if something on this scale happened again.

"You seem concerned about the city below us," Sifir noted the concern on the other warrior's face. "Is your family down there? Or are you concerned about the life on this planet?"

Gohan sternly glared at the blue scaled alien to try to hide his anxiety. While they could easily wish back the people killed, the hybrid was more concerned about those who would question how they came back to life in a similar fashion that happened during Cell. He did not wish to have them contemplating rumors or have people try to kill each other to see if there was an explanation behind these strange phenomena.

"My concern was more on exterminating you Saiya-jin vermin, so the populace of this planet is moot," Sifir continued. "If this is the best you have, then I suppose I shouldn't hold back."

'I knew it,' Gohan thought silently, the telltale sign of the alien's battle power rising higher. It was not long until the hybrid realized he was seriously outclassed—even if his father and Vegeta were here, they would not be able to do this alone. They would either need to fuse or work together—the latter more laughable than anything since the prince would easily reject Goku's help even if he was willing to work with the prideful Saiya-jin.

"I suppose it's killing time," Sifir grinned and lunged at Gohan. At the last possible second, the alien was gut checked by Vegeta's fist as he was thrown back by the unexpected attack.

"Vegeta!" Gohan gasped, the prince immediately transforming into Super Saiya-jin Blue without wasting much time.

"Stand down, this bastard's mine," Vegeta barked at Gohan.

"But Vegeta!" Gohan called out as the prince flew towards the alien. 'Damn it, that pride of his is going to get him killed...'

"Ah, you are of royal blood," Sifir was not in the least bit bothered by the punch, easily rising to full height, which towered over the prince by about a foot. "I bet I'd be able to retire if I brought you to the emperor dead."

"Emperor? Don't tell me you work for some foolish despot for small change," Vegeta scoffed, wanting to see a rise from the alien. He remained composed, not showing the slightest hint of anger.

"Unlike you Saiya-jin, the emperor rewards those who are loyal to him," Sifir confirmed, his tail swishing behind him menacingly. "I've hunted your kind since your world was destroyed and Frieza was still terrorizing the universes."

"Really? How many did you kill?"

"Dozens, men, women, children... all of them brainwashed and believing they were meant to serve your master foolishly." A tic raised in Vegeta's jaw. Apparently, he was not anticipating this blue scaled alien to try goading him into fighting. He transformed into Super Saiya-jin Blue, not in the least bit pleased that his kind had been massacred senselessly. Who knows how many had survived undetected that he could have used to help in his conquest in overthrowing Frieza?

How much of a difference that final battle would have made...

"We'll see who has the last laugh," Vegeta snarled, his blue aura flaring as he flew at Sifir.

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Goku appeared in Capsule Corporation right next to where Bulma was hiding beneath the table. The kitchen seemed nearly unrecognizable due to the rubble that fell from the ceiling coating the area in white dust. The heiress was relieved when the Earth-raised Saiya-jin appeared.

"Huh, I'd thought Vegeta would be here," Goku blinked in confusion.

"He went to fight whatever was attacking Lake City," Bulma explained.

"Ah really? I want to see who he's fighting!" Goku started to press his fingers to his brow when he felt Bulma's left hand latch at his right ankle. "What? Hey, what gives Bulma?"

"I didn't call you here to fight you idiot!" Bulma pulled his leg, which forced him to fall to the ground with a yelp. "I need you to help fixing this place!"

"What? But Vegeta's probably fighting someone strong!" Goku whimpered, his blood itching for a challenge that he was being denied. It was becoming harder to find someone to sate the burning desire within his soul—the fact that he went to train with Whis was so that he could become stronger.

Instead, the heiress was putting her foot down over something so petty as housing at this very moment made the Earth-raised Saiya-jin cringe at the idea of letting Vegeta handle this alone. He knew without a doubt that he would not be able to handle this threat lightly.

"I don't care if the whole world is on fire! You're helping me fix this place or I'll call Chi-chi!" Bulma threatened. It was then Goku remembered the real reason he left Earth months ago and cringed.

"Ah! Don't call her!" Goku winced. He felt like he was being tortured far worse than what he had to endure on Beerus' planet. Bad enough he had to do chores, but at least he was rewarded afterwards with training. Chi-chi on the other hand did not offer that—asking her husband to work, work, work with no break for training. He hated that trade-off and wanted nothing more than to avoid it at all costs.

"Good, I want you to start by removing those cabinets from the countertop," Bulma pointed to the fallen rectangular objects that smashed against the granite surface.

Goku realized that no matter whether it was on Beerus' planet or Earth, he was forever doomed to do something he did not like to do all because of his unsatisfiable battle lust. Just as he was about to start towards the countertop, the earth trembled again. Bulma whimpered, her eyes shutting in fear. The Saiya-jin realized that he could not be faulted if he snuck away while her guard was down. He quickly pressed his fingers to his brow and in seconds, teleported before the heiress noticed.

When the earth stopped shaking, Bulma's eyes opened and she realized Goku had ran away to the battlefield.

"Damn it Goku! When I get my hands on you, you'll be more than willing to go back home to your wife!" Bulma yelled angrily.

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Vegeta blocked a blow from Sifir—his forearm stinging with the welcomed pain that would have hit his face otherwise. Before he could throw his own punch, he saw Goku materialize out of nowhere, which irked the prince.

"Really Kakarrot? You finally come back to Earth because this asshole's here?" Vegeta's scathing words reached Goku as the younger full-blooded Saiya-jin grinned.

"Wow, he's pretty powerful," Goku analyzed Sifir as he drifted closer in curiosity. "Hi, my name is... eep!" The warrior barely avoided the energy blast thrown at the blue scaled alien who looked disgusted.

"Another full-blooded Saiya-jin, well, this planet's truly a breeding ground for you monkeys, isn't it?" Sifir sneered angrily.

"Hey! I wasn't going to hurt you!" Goku complained.

"Of course, you weren't since I plan on ending your lives before you could!" Sifir fired a blast at Goku. The Saiya-jin was unprepared due to not having his guard up, the sphere of reddish energy pushing him away as his surprised cry started to fade away. Vegeta merely shook his head at the stupidity that was Kakarrot—the simpleton should not have had his guard down—even Whis had capitalized on such a weakness from the carefree Saiyan-jin many a times during their training.

"Pity you only sent him away for the time being," Vegeta replied with a sense of mirth in his tone. "He tends to be tenacious."

"Really now, and here I thought I killed one of your underlings."

"Kakarrot will be along shortly, and to be honest, I don't like working alongside that bumbling idiot." Vegeta shifted back into a fighting stance. Sifir nodded in agreement, deciding that his current foe would suffice better.

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Goku felt the energy blast pushing him as he went flying further away from the battlefield. While it was not a weak blast, it did make him strain his muscles even in his normal form. Finally, after what felt like an hour of struggling, the young warrior managed to knock it skyward, the reddish energy fading into the sky as it exploded. The heavens were tainted with an orange cast for a few brief moments as Goku's arms shook from the exertion.

"Wow, that could have killed me if I had let my guard down," Goku laughed to himself. "Man, I want to fight that guy even more now! I hope I get the chance to do so!"

The naïve warrior pressed his fingers to his brow and was prepared to use his Instant Transmission when he felt Vegeta's energy suddenly surge. Familiar with god energy, the Earth-raised Saiya-jin was disappointed when he felt the prince's energy reach Super Saiya-jin Blue. Apparently, Vegeta was planning to go all-out.

"Aww... he's going to hog the whole fight if I don't get back there now!" Goku whimpered and crossed the distance in seconds. He was caught off-guard when Vegeta threw a punch at the simpleton, causing the younger Saiya-jin to back up quickly.

"Stay out of this Kakarrot," Vegeta warned, clearly not pleased by Goku trying to hog all of the glory.

"But Vegeta, I want to fight him too!" Goku complained as the prince glowered at him.

"And unless I'm dead, you're not getting that privilege Kakarrot, so either stay out of this, or I will knock you out," Vegeta threatened—his pride and arrogance of proving that he was the superior fighter to Sifir more important than teaming up with the other fighter.

"If you two are done bickering, I'd like to kill the arrogant one first before cleaning up the leftovers," Sifir interrupted the verbal feud between the two Saiya-jins. Vegeta turned his full attention back towards the alien lizard with a predatory smirk on his face. He was determined to continue his combat against the invader and put a stop to his plans.

Without a cocky comeback towards his adversary, Vegeta lunged at Sifir, leaving Goku to watch the two as they engaged in combat. The younger Saiya-jin sulked at the sight—his blood itching with the desire to forgo the prince's threats and just throw caution into the wind. Yet, he knew that Vegeta would sooner ensure that the clown was sidelined if he tried to intervene. For now, Goku had no other choice but to wait and see if an opening would present itself regardless of how much he wanted to join in.

'Why are you listening to him anyway?' the familiar dual-toned voice questioned behind Goku. He glanced over his shoulder to see Vegito standing there with a cocky grin. 'Just convince that prideful prince to fuse and you both win!'

"I doubt I can talk him while he's fighting that guy..." Goku winced when he saw Sifir deliver a blow to the prince's face. While the younger Saiya-jin had not been directly punched, he knew that it would leave a bruise there after the battle is won.

'And you're only denying yourself of what you want to do,' Vegito reprimanded. 'Do you want him to just beat this son-of-a-bitch?'

"I... no... I want to... fight him too..." Goku was agreeing so easily to the fusion's ideas. It was almost though Vegito was the devil leading one of his fusees into the darkest temptations he had to offer.

"Dad?" Gohan's voice interrupted this one-sided conversation his father was having with the disembodied spirit.

"Huh? Oh!" Goku turned towards his son. "Does Vegeta have his earring?"

"Not sure. Why are you bringing it up?" Gohan asked.

"Well, I wanted to see if he was willing to fuse again," Goku grinned anxiously.

"Dad, I'm sure right now, the fate of the world's more important than fusion," Gohan sweated. He knew that Vegito was a loose cannon, and the idea of this merger happening, especially against this reptile alien was more of a concern than a necessity.

Goku watched as Sifir threw a barrage of punches that drove the prince on the defense. He was still measuring up his opponent, a strategy he needed to understand how the blue-scaled lizard worked. The Earth-raised Saiya-jin saw the alien suddenly grin, almost though realizing what Vegeta was silently planning.

"If you think you can outlast me long enough for your simian mind to come up with a way to defeat me, you are sadly mistaken," Sifir suddenly caught Vegeta off-guard as his tail grabbed at the prince's waist, turning him around. Almost in slow motion, an energy blast was directly in the armored back and a gasp of horror escaped Vegeta before it transformed into a roar of agony.

The reddish blast threw the Saiya-jin prince into the ground, dust and debris spewing and obscuring Vegeta's body. Goku felt his comrade's energy fall, a sure sign that he was either knocked out of the transformation, or perhaps consciousness.