Dragonball M, Chapter 2: Lighthouse! Across the Shores of Shattered Time!

[Sub-Zero MKA]

Meehsas claps audibly. "Good job, two. Guess that's a wrap down here. Don't sense any of freeze pop up above either. Gonna reconvene with Balon! If we don't meet up later...look after yourselves and your crew," he saluted, before taking off to the skies.

Blizzar approached the two a few moments afterward, looking no worse for wear, but now notably hauling a large semi-truck sized burlap sack over his shoulder. It seemed as if he has stolen a few machines before the entire casino was eradicated.

"I concur, excellent work," Blizzar noted. "I assume the M-Fighters and Galactic Patrol can handle everything from here on out..."

Sarada gave Meehsas a two-finger salute and a respectful nod. "Take care." She then turned to Blizzar when she heard his voice, only to gawk and let her mouth drop when she beheld the absurdly large sack slung over his shoulder. "What the hell?"

The greedy bastard has spent all this time robbing the place blind instead of helping them fight. Not like they needed his help, but still, it was the principal of the matter. Well, it was good he did. She was going to enjoy her new slot machines and other gambling stuff when she demanded her 65% of his earnings.

"Don't forget you owe me 65% of everything you made."

[Monstrous Bird of Qin, Ou Ki]

The Sarada and Charco Tyrant Gun ran a train through Incenio, pinning him from both sides and reducing him to ash and a memory. A rather unpleasant one at that. Sarada's muscles were still uncomfortably stiff and her back was still in pain from when she got stabbed. But, it was over. Regardless of how many racial traits he stole, no one could come back from complete annihilation.

"I think we won," she told Meehsas and Charco. "Thanks for the help, Sarge. I suggest you get your people and do one final sweep to make sure we didn't miss anyone. Me and my people are going home."

Home sounded so good right now. It felt like she had been at this stupid tournament for literal weeks. There was nothing she wanted more than to take a hot shower and curl into her sweet Oni's arms and go to sleep. Someone else could handle the next timeline.

She tapped her comm, since she was sure Held and Meagan were up there with the other Incenio. And it felt like that one was dead, too. Absolutely perfect. "Everyone, rendezvous at my location. We're going home."

Meehsas claps audibly. "Good job, two. Guess that's a wrap down here. Don't sense any of freeze pop up above either. Gonna reconvene with Balon! If we don't meet up later...look after yourselves and your crew," he saluted, before taking off to the skies.

Blizzar approached the two a few moments afterward, looking no worse for wear, but now notably hauling a large semi-truck sized burlap sack over his shoulder. It seemed as if he has stolen a few machines before the entire casino was eradicated.

"I concur, excellent work," Blizzar noted. "I assume the M-Fighters and Galactic Patrol can handle everything from here on out..."

"Leaving so soon?" said E Bekon as he descended from the sky, landing gingerly next to the time travellers. Once that other Incenio had been dealt with--quite effectively, might he had--he had broken away and headed towards the... now destroyed Casino. Following after him were his men, who landed flanking him on both sides.

He regarded the group with a judging eye, mostly focusing on Sarada. "Guess this is goodbye for now. Once you get stronger, and if you can find a way back here, come find me. We'll have ourselves a battle to shake the very foundations of the universe!"

Hyperbole, perhaps, but who knew how strong they'd be if--when--that happened?

[Tami]

The Sarada and Charco Tyrant Gun ran a train through Incenio, pinning him from both sides and reducing him to ash and a memory. A rather unpleasant one at that. Sarada's muscles were still uncomfortably stiff and her back was still in pain from when she got stabbed. But, it was over. Regardless of how many racial traits he stole, no one could come back from complete annihilation.

"I think we won," she told Meehsas and Charco. "Thanks for the help, Sarge. I suggest you get your people and do one final sweep to make sure we didn't miss anyone. Me and my people are going home."

Home sounded so good right now. It felt like she had been at this stupid tournament for literal weeks. There was nothing she wanted more than to take a hot shower and curl into her sweet Oni's arms and go to sleep. Someone else could handle the next timeline.

She tapped her comm, since she was sure Held and Meagan were up there with the other Incenio. And it felt like that one was dead, too. Absolutely perfect. "Everyone, rendezvous at my location. We're going home."

Meagan responded back, "We can't. The real Incenio just started up a machine that has created a vortex. Althena and I are trying to get to him and stop it. We need to stop it, who knows what chaos he's planning."

[Miburo]

The Sarada and Charco Tyrant Gun ran a train through Incenio, pinning him from both sides and reducing him to ash and a memory. A rather unpleasant one at that. Sarada's muscles were still uncomfortably stiff and her back was still in pain from when she got stabbed. But, it was over. Regardless of how many racial traits he stole, no one could come back from complete annihilation.

"I think we won," she told Meehsas and Charco. "Thanks for the help, Sarge. I suggest you get your people and do one final sweep to make sure we didn't miss anyone. Me and my people are going home."

Home sounded so good right now. It felt like she had been at this stupid tournament for literal weeks. There was nothing she wanted more than to take a hot shower and curl into her sweet Oni's arms and go to sleep. Someone else could handle the next timeline.

She tapped her comm, since she was sure Held and Meagan were up there with the other Incenio. And it felt like that one was dead, too. Absolutely perfect. "Everyone, rendezvous at my location. We're going home."

The Nevadian landed at the aforementioned location, a stiff wind attempting to herald his arrival in vain.

"I guess we've done our duty and then some." Held said wearily, reaching into his sleeves, procuring the Ruby red gem.

"Besides, I've kind of ran out of things to liberate."

[Sub-Zero MKA]

"Leaving so soon?" said E Bekon as he descended from the sky, landing gingerly next to the time travellers. Once that other Incenio had been dealt with--quite effectively, might he had--he had broken away and headed towards the... now destroyed Casino. Following after him were his men, who landed flanking him on both sides.

He regarded the group with a judging eye, mostly focusing on Sarada. "Guess this is goodbye for now. Once you get stronger, and if you can find a way back here, come find me. We'll have ourselves a battle to shake the very foundations of the universe!"

Hyperbole, perhaps, but who knew how strong they'd be if--when--that happened?

Sarada smirked and balled her fist. Within her was a completely untapped well of power to draw from. It may not have been as grand and powerful as she thought - initially - but that only gave her something spend her time working towards. It gave her a goal to reach, to make the reality of the Super Saiyan live up to its legend. "I'll be back," she stated with all the confidence of a thing that had already happened. "And when I do, I'm bringing an ass-whooping with me. Count on it!"

Meagan responded back, "We can't. The real Incenio just started up a machine that has created a vortex. Althena and I are trying to get to him and stop it."

Her smile fell away as her head started pounding with the fervor and intensity of a war drum. She was certain there were only three Incenios. "Meagan, waited until Meehsas and his people get there, then leave it to them. We still have three timelines to straighten out and the others can't go on the next mission until we get back. We have to go."

She looked at Bekon. "Don't know how tight you are with Meehsas and his team, but they'll need your help fighting yet another Incenio. We would help, but we have more important things to worry about."

[Sub-Zero MKA]

The Nevadian landed at the aforementioned location, a stiff wind attempting to herald his arrival in vain.

"I guess we've done our duty and then some." Held said wearily, reaching into his sleeves, procuring the Ruby red gem.

"Besides, I've kind of ran out of things to liberate."

Sarada nodded and removed a capsule from somewhere, then popped it open to reveal the time device given to them by Zurvan. "There's one more apparently, but we don't have time for that. We've been here long enough." She took the ruby gem with her free hand, then touched it to the device. She hoped she didn't have to break it to get the time energy out.

[Tami]

Sarada smirked and balled her fist. Within her was a completely untapped well of power to draw from. It may not have been as grand and powerful as she thought - initially - but that only gave her something spend her time working towards. It gave her a goal to reach, to make the reality of the Super Saiyan live up to its legend. "I'll be back," she stated with all the confidence of a thing that had already happened. "And when I do, I'm bringing an ass-whooping with me. Count on it!"



Her smile fell away as her head started pounding with the fervor and intensity of a war drum. She was certain there were only three Incenios. "Meagan, waited until Meehsas and his people get there, then leave it to them. We still have three timelines to straighten out and the others can't go on the next mission until we get back. We have to go."

She looked at Bekon. "Don't know how tight you are with Meehsas and his team, but they'll need your help fighting yet another Incenio. We would help, but we have more important things to worry about."

"Someone had better get here quick then." Meagan responded, then motioned for Althena to come in close, "Hear that? The others want to leave, but I can't just let Incenio get away. You can go back if you want to. I'm staying until reinforcements arrive or until I find a way to stop him."

She then continued to move in closer, trying to find out what Incenio is up to.

[Monstrous Bird of Qin, Ou Ki]

Sarada smirked and balled her fist. Within her was a completely untapped well of power to draw from. It may not have been as grand and powerful as she thought - initially - but that only gave her something spend her time working towards. It gave her a goal to reach, to make the reality of the Super Saiyan live up to its legend. "I'll be back," she stated with all the confidence of a thing that had already happened. "And when I do, I'm bringing an ass-whooping with me. Count on it!"



Her smile fell away as her head started pounding with the fervor and intensity of a war drum. She was certain there were only three Incenios. "Meagan, waited until Meehsas and his people get there, then leave it to them. We still have three timelines to straighten out and the others can't go on the next mission until we get back. We have to go."

She looked at Bekon. "Don't know how tight you are with Meehsas and his team, but they'll need your help fighting yet another Incenio. We would help, but we have more important things to worry about."

E Bekon allowed himself a small smirk. "And I'll be sure to prepare two ass-whoopings in return." Sarada would of course be much stronger then, but then he would be as well. It was... something to look forward to, at least.

As for the matter of Incenio..

"I... keep tabs on Earth, so I've heard of them, though this is the first time I've met or seen them in action. They certainly live up to their reputation... especially that Master Balon," said E Bekon. In point of fact, he was considering approaching him after all this was over and asking for instruction. As good as he was, there was much he could learn from a master of Balon's calibur. "And yes, I'll help them. Originally, I was planning to just screw Incenio over, but his brazen attempt at poisoning me cannot go unpunished."

Turning to his men, he motioned to them. "Search through the rubble for any survivors. I have... pest control to attend to."

Clicking their heels together and pounding their fists into their chest in what... appeared to be a salute, Bekon's men spread out to search for survivors, working in pairs.

Looking over his should, E Bekon nodded, waved, ignited his aura, and shot off towards the sole remaining Incenio.

[Yun Lao]

"Looks like the tournament is finally finished... as well as this casino."

Charco took a final survey of his surroundings, perhaps in some vain hope of catching sight of Solarius once more, although he could only imagine the other had left during the confusion.

Despite their earlier bout, he still wasn't sure what the deal between the two of them was, he wished the mysterious one the best. Another part of him tucked deep away in his subconscious, hoped his former adversary was using this other chance at life to the fullest and not plotting any further treachery.

[bruceleegreyhulk]

"Someone had better get here quick then." Meagan responded, then motioned for Althena to come in close, "Hear that? The others want to leave, but I can't just let Incenio get away. You can go back if you want to. I'm staying until reinforcements arrive or until I find a way to stop him."

She then continued to move in closer, trying to find out what Incenio is up to.

Althena comes in close , " No I'm staying here , backing out now will go against my conscience," Althena said.

[Sub-Zero MKA]

E Bekon allowed himself a small smirk. "And I'll be sure to prepare two ass-whoopings in return." Sarada would of course be much stronger then, but then he would be as well. It was... something to look forward to, at least.

As for the matter of Incenio..

"I... keep tabs on Earth, so I've heard of them, though this is the first time I've met or seen them in action. They certainly live up to their reputation... especially that Master Balon," said E Bekon. In point of fact, he was considering approaching him after all this was over and asking for instruction. As good as he was, there was much he could learn from a master of Balon's calibur. "And yes, I'll help them. Originally, I was planning to just screw Incenio over, but his brazen attempt at poisoning me cannot go unpunished."

Turning to his men, he motioned to them. "Search through the rubble for any survivors. I have... pest control to attend to."

Clicking their heels together and pounding their fists into their chest in what... appeared to be a salute, Bekon's men spread out to search for survivors, working in pairs.

Looking over his should, E Bekon nodded, waved, ignited his aura, and shot off towards the sole remaining Incenio.

"Someone had better get here quick then." Meagan responded, then motioned for Althena to come in close, "Hear that? The others want to leave, but I can't just let Incenio get away. You can go back if you want to. I'm staying until reinforcements arrive or until I find a way to stop him."

She then continued to move in closer, trying to find out what Incenio is up to.

Sarada nodded and watched Bekon depart before tapping her comm. "Bekon's on his way," she told Meagan. "When he gets there, you and Althena need to haul ass so we can leave."

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

Solarius appears beside the vortex, a crystalline form surrounding it before the two can step through.

Incenio frowns as the human lands nearby.

“I am here. Balon, everyone else, I can hold the ground until you get here.”

He nods to Meagan and Althena.

“My thanks. We owe you a debt for finding him.”

He grins.

“Oh, and Charco? Next time our spar will go differently, Captain.”

With that, he blurs and slams into Incenio, the two tussling as Char attempts to somehow bypass the crystalline structure.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

"Someone had better get here quick then." Meagan responded, then motioned for Althena to come in close, "Hear that? The others want to leave, but I can't just let Incenio get away. You can go back if you want to. I'm staying until reinforcements arrive or until I find a way to stop him."

She then continued to move in closer, trying to find out what Incenio is up to.

The vortex appears to be a portal to another destination. He and Char are attempting to escape.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

He nods and pulls a data pad out.

“Historic...videos. Information. Some of it....is disturbing. Prepare yourself.”

Dreadnaughts. Terribly large entities, created by the mysterious First Race. The first video shows a warrior in magician garb attempting to subdue one annihilating a city. Bodies, debris, and wreckage lay all around.




More video’s and clips, images of various other Dreadnaughts.





So much carnage and devastation. Cities, countries, swaths of the planet destroyed.

Then more videos and clips of ships, some like the Chaff Bearers that struck at Earth and others for larger and more menacing.

[Tami]

Sarada nodded and watched Bekon depart before tapping her comm. "Bekon's on his way," she told Meagan. "When he gets there, you and Althena need to haul ass so we can leave."

"We'll be there soon, I just have one more thing to take care of. A souvenir fro Jinzi." Meagan responded to Sarada, then looked down at the vortex machine.