Sister From Hell: Part Three
by Michael the Red Priest

Egads!!! Our castaways and the Queen of Swords have been captured! With Leslie so close to victory, what will Michael and Firia do?

We find the castaways all locked up in a massive cage. Sylphiel and Amelia are bawling their eyes out, and the rest are all sitting down in deep thought.

QoS: DEEP THOUGHT?! How the hell can I think with those two crying like babies?! SHUT UP ALREADY!!

The girls silence themselves.

QoS: Sorry guys. I’m just a little tense, that’s all.

Lina: Who wouldn’t be? We’re all locked up, and it’s all Michael’s fault.

QoS: His? What would make you think this was all his fault?

Lina: He’s the one who brought that monster into our lives.

QoS: And that’s because I wouldn’t fix his schedule. Oh good grief, what have I done?

Martina: Oh please Queen, don’t go blaming yourself. It really isn’t anyone’s fault.

QoS: You’re right. But just look at what they did to Xellos.

The rest look at the cage designed specifically for Xellos. He was shackled at the arms and legs, and suspended above the ground. They had done a wonderful job on him. His black blood was oozing down a drainage ditch in the floor. He hung a little lop-sided due to his dislocated arms. That wasn’t even the scary part. At different points of the cage, was a speaker, booming out Barney the Purple Dinosaur’s Greatest Hits. You could tell Xel was hanging by a thread.

Xellos: I’m alright, really. But I must admit, she’s very good at what she does. She made sure I suffered enough so that I couldn’t even begin to think of escape. I like her style.

More groans.

We now change scenes back to the village, where we find Michael on the communicator that Sijima gave him.

Michael the Red Priest: Okay, I’ve attached the transmitter on to my staff. When we teleport, follow the transmitter to wherever we go. Make sure your fleet is ready. Got it?

Dathon: I understand Mike.

Michael: Okay. We’ll depart in 5 minutes.

Michael switches off the communicator and looks at Firia, who is typing at the laptop.

Michael: Ready honey?

Firia: Yep. But what good does it do us if you change your C.P.?

Michael: It does a lot. Okay do it.

Firia pushes the ‘enter’ button, and a flash of light blasts through the hut. When the light fades, we find Michael standing in a totally new outfit. He’s standing in a suit similar to Ranma’s Chinese duds. In his hand, instead of the staff, there is a Sakaba blade.

Firia: What happened?

Michael: We just successfully changed my character profile. Instead of Rezo’s black and shamanist magic skills, I have the sword fighting abilities and sword of Kenshin, and the speed and skill of Ranma. Plus, I still have my defense orb.

He points to a small marble embedded in the handle of his sword.

Michael: Are we ready to go?

Firia packs up the laptop and nods, and the two walk out of the hut to get a better reception. Michael gets ready to push the button, but stops when he comes up with an idea. He runs into the men’s hut and comes out with the Trunk o’ Tricks. He attaches a transmitter to the trunk as well.

Firia: What’s that for?

Michael: You’ll see.

Michael pushes the button, and the two are teleported to Leslie’s home base. They start looking around, only to find some rubble and dead bodies strewn all over the place. Off in the distance, you can her the screams of torture, and knowing Leslie, she was probably making that person listen to N’sync CD’s and play with plushies of the Teletubbies....The horror.

Firia: Cozy.

Michael: Yeah, tell me about it. (Turns on communicator) Dathon, where are we?

Dathon: I can’t say, but I’m picking up readings of some pretty high-tech equipment.

Michael and Firia look out a window. In the distance they can see some rickety old farms.

Michael: You can’t be serious. This place looks like something out of the Renaissance. There’s no way that a two-bit country bumpkin place like this could have--

Michael sentence is cut short by the sound of a horse, or at least it sounded like one. Michael ponders for a moment, grins, and starts talking into the communicator.

Michael: Hey Dathon, we’re in some kind of structure here, pretty tall by the looks of it. Could you see if this dump has any signs of high-tech equipment in it?

Dathon: Actually, that’s where the strongest reading is coming from. There’s also some signs of it running around out in the woods and village near your position.

Michael (grin gets wider): Thanks Dathon. (Puts away communicator) Leslie, you’re too predictable...

Firia: What do you mean?

Michael: Remember that horse we heard?

Firia: Yeah.

Michael: It wasn’t a horse, it was a cyber-horse.

Firia: What?

Michael: A horse with cybernetic implants. Increases the strength of the animal, allowing it to go faster and jump higher.

Firia: How could you tell?

Michael: It was the way it sounded that got me thinking. It sounded more machine then animal. It must’ve had its breathing passages cyberneticly enhanced as well.

Firia: What does it mean then?

Michael: What that means is that we’re in what is the equivalent of a futuristic Transylvania, and the place we’re standing in is the castle that belongs to Count Magnus Lee, one of the most powerful vampires in the known world.

Firia: You mean we’re in the same place as a vampire?

Michael: Yep. But don’t worry, Magnus is dead. One of his ancestors, a vampire hunter named D, killed Magnus and damn near leveled this place to nothingness. It seems Leslie rebuilt what she could and set up shop here. Good choice too, because this place is still a living death trap, dispite its condition.

Firia: And you’re smiling about that?

Michael: No, I’m smiling at the fact that the chances of us rescuing our friends has just become even better than before. Leslie is using her limited knowledge of manga to combat me. She only knows what I watch, so that means this will be a piece of cake. C’mon, we’ve got friends to rescue.

Michael leads Firia deeper into the castle. After wasting all the Vrummegens they came across, they eventually find the dungeons of the castle, and low and behold, we find our castaways sitting in the cage. The Queen is the first to notice them.

QoS: Thank goodness you two are here. Now hurry up and get us out, otherwise we could lose Xelly!

Group: Xelly?

The Queen blushes, and starts twiddling her thumbs.

Michael: Don’t worry guys, we’ll have you out in a moment, but first I must ask you this: When was the last time you saw that demon-child of a sister?

Gourrigan: Right now. She just de-cloaked behind you.

Michael: Huh?

Leslie: Behind you Daywalker.

Mike and Firia spin around to see Leslie standing behind them, with what looked like the Moon Scepter in her hand. She wasn’t wearing the Scout outfit anymore, but was now wearing a purple Japanese schoolgirl uniform.

Leslie: I figured you’d stop by brother. Did you come to surrender?

Michael: Actually, yes.

All look at Michael in a dumbstruck manner. The Queen is the first to recover.

QoS: YOU @%#$!!! I can’t believe I was grateful to see you!

Michael: I actually would like to do more than surrender. Leslie, I want to join your squad.

QoS: THAT’S IT! WHEN I GET MY HANDS YOU MICHAEL, YOU’LL WISH THAT KARLA HAD KILLED YOU EARLIER!!!

Leslie stares at her brother for moment, then grins.

Leslie: Oh please Michael, I know you better than that. You’d think I’d let you join my side? HA HA HA!!! That’s a good one. I’d rather kill you than have you join me.

Michael (preps a fighting stance): Then do it.

Leslie sneers at Mike’s challenge.

Michael: Oh yes that’s right. You’d couldn’t beat me even if you tried. I’ve always had the upper hand, being older and all. Tell you what sis, I’ll give you a free shot. (Pulls out his communicator) Dathon, you there?

Dahton: Yes Michael.

Michael: Send that equipment down.

The Trunk o’ Tricks materializes in front of them.

Michael: The key to destroying me is in that trunk, sis. Go ahead, open it.

All in the cage quickly realize what Michael is planning, all except for Gourrigan, of course.

Gourrigan: But if she opens that she’ll--Mmpf!!!

The group in the cage pounce Gourrigan and gag him.

Michael: What are you waiting for? Open it.

Leslie looks at her brother, then at the trunk. She steps over to the trunk, opens it and--

FWOOM!!!

A now stunned Leslie falls on the ground and twitches a bit.

QoS: Oh Mike, I knew you wouldn’t betray your boss!

Mike reaches into the trunk and pulls out the "SUE THIS" gun. All in the cage freak out and take cover, just as Michael starts blasting the cage apart. After the dust clears, the Queen emerges from what’s left of the cage.

QoS: Forget what I just said.

Michael cuts Xellos free, and resets his arms into place so that he can be carried to safety.

Michael: We don’t have much time. Someone will realize that a firearm was discharged inside the castle, and the first place they’ll check is here. (Opens up the laptop) Queen, do me a favor and stay put.

QoS: Huh?

Another flash of light similar to the one earlier flashes through the dungeon, and alters the Queen’s C.P. She’s still wearing what she had, but you can tell that she had some new techniques.

QoS: What did you just put in me?

Michael: The ability to manipulate the elements.

QoS: You mean I have elemental spells?

Michael: Bingo. Now come on, we’ve gotta get going.

The group gets ready to leave, but a voice from behind stops them.

Shi-Shi-O: You guys aren’t going anywhere.

All turn around to face the Hitokori, but the real reactions come from Gourrigan, Zangalus, and Michael.

Gourrigan, Zangalus: AHHH!!! IT’S SUSHI-O!

Shi-Shi-O: Rrrr, it’s Shi-Shi-O you bunch of @#$%@!

Michael: Whoa, Leslie can really pick her guys. (Sees the Sword of Light attached to Shi-Shi-O’s waist) HOLY!!! (Looks at Gourrigan) Gourrigan, you allowed him to take you sword?

Gourrigan: Hey, I did my best to beat him. Is it considered a bad thing that he has it now?

Michael facefaults.

Michael: Yes it’s bad!!! Shi-Shi-O is the Hitokori successor. He can manipulate his body temperature and channel it to his blade, allowing him to set things on fire when they’re cut, and this is with a normal blade. I can’t even imagine what he can do with a magical sword like the Sword of Light.

Lina: Well Mike, you’ll be the one to find out.

Michael: Oro?

Lina politely punts Mike in his gluteus maximus toward Shi-Shi-O.

Michael: Oy!! Why the hell do I have to fight him?

All: Because you’re the only one with a sword.

Michael: Oh yeah.

Shi-Shi-O: Enough with the bullshit, let’s have at it!!!

Shi-Shi-O unsheathes the Sword of Light and swings it, sending a blade of blue fire flying at Michael. He dodges, as do all that are behind him.

Michael: See what I mean?

Michael unsheathes the Sakaba blade and charges Shi-Shi-O head on.

Zangalus: What on earth is he doing? He’s gonna get himself killed!

Gourrigan: Mike, you’re a sitting duck if keep that approach up!

Shi-Shi-O smiles wickedly.

Shi-Shi-O: Aw geez. And here I was thinking I’d have a real challenge. Oh well.

Shi-Shi-O simply puts his magic blade out to impale his opponent. Good, Michael thought, he fell for it. Mike does a quick sidestep and slams the his sheath over the Sword of Light. He then quickly elbows Shi-Shi-O in the face, and does a fancy combo that even the writer cannot describe. In the end, Shi-Shi-O is planted firmly against the wall with the majority of his limbs broken in several places. Michael takes the Sword of Light away from Shi-Shi-O and gives it to Gourrigan.

Michael: Don’t let anyone take it again, okay?

Gourrigan: Um, okay.

The group leaves the dungeon, and soon they find themselves facing obstacle #2.

Michael: Yurimaru? HA HA HA!!! Hey guys, keep on taking a breather, I’ll handle this one too.

Yurimaru: Don’t underestimate me. Sakura isn’t around to interfere this time.

Yurimaru whips out his twine, which wraps around Michael’s sword.

Michael: *Snicker* You think your twine is a match against a blade? (Looks at twine) Oh, wait a sec. This is gonna hurt isn’t it?

Yurimaru nods.

Michael (SD face): Oh shit.

Yurimaru does his electric thing, which channels through the sword and gives Mike a good jolt, sending him into the arms of his wife. Gourrigan then steps up to take his chances with the Devil of Kimon.

Yurimaru: Ah good, another sword slinger to mess up.

He swings the twine at Gourrigan, who takes the same approach as Mike did, seeing as to how Gourrigan is an idiot and probably didn’t pay attention to the results of Mike’s bout with the devil.

Yurimaru: Baka.

He does another electric charge, only this time, nothing happens.

Yurimaru: Wha?

Gourrigan: Electricity can’t do anything to light. Hey guys, you ready?

QoS, Lina, Rezo, Zelgadis, Amelia, Naga, Firia: Ready.

Yurimaru looks around to see that he is surrounded by nearly all the sorcerers.

Yurimaru: Aw geez. C’mon, this isn’t the least bit fair. Don’t I get a say in this?

All: No. FIREBALL!!!

Yurimaru is blown to smithereens, and the group moves on. As they head toward the throne room, Firia notices the concerned look on Michael’s face.

Firia: Michael, is something wrong?

Michael says nothing.

Firia: Michael?

Still nothing. Firia then pulls out her mace and bonks her husband on the head.

Michael (in pain): Oro?

Lina: Oro? Michael, you normally don’t say silly things like that. What’s gotten into you?

Michael: It seems that more of Kenshin’s and Ranma’s traits are starting to come forth. Aside from the awesome skills they posses, these two are always getting knocked around for no reason. I just hope I haven’t acquired Ranma’s other trait.

Rezo: Well lets find out.

The Red Priest conjures up a bucket of cold water and splashes Michael with it, but he doesn’t change into a girl.

Rezo: Darn. I was hoping something more attractive than you would appear.

Michael decks Rezo in the face.

Michael: I’LL GIVE YOU ATTRACTIVE YOU LITTLE--

The remaining guys (minus Xellos) try holding back Michael from tearing Rezo to shreds. After he chills, they let him go, and the group continues their walk to the throne room. Firia makes her second attempt to talk to Michael.

Firia: Michael?

Michael: Yes dear?

Firia: Is there something bothering you? You were in some pretty deep thought for a minute.

Michael: Actually, there is something bothering me. I have this strange feeling....

Firia: About what?

Michael: I have that feeling that one of us isn’t gonna make it out of this.

Firia: You don’t mean Xellos do you? I know he’s in pretty bad shape, but he’s not that bad.

Michael: I really don’t know. I hope it’s not him. He’s too funny to die.

Firia: Leave it to you to be one of the few to enjoy his tricks. Don’t worry about him. If he dies, the Beast Master will simply resurrect him.

Michael breathes a sigh of relief. He couldn’t live with himself if Xellos kicked the bucket. Who would drive him insane if Xellos was dead? Michael begins to think of Zelgadis trying to act like Xellos, then snickers a bit. Firia smiles after realizing she had accomplished pulling Michael out of his worried mood.

Firia: Now, whatever doubts you have, put them aside. This group has survived Shabrinigdo, Zanifar, Phibrizio, Garv, and Dark Star. I’m sure we can defeat whatever your sis throws at us.

Michael: Leave it to you to brighten my mood.

Firia: That’s my job.

Michael displays one of Kenshin’s caring smiles (TM), and grabs Firia hands.

Michael: You’re right. We’ll stop her. And we’ll all make it out of this, I promise you.

Firia: I’ll hold you to it.

QoS: Same here.

The two turn around to realize that the entire group had just listened to what they had said, and do a full body blush.

QoS: Now if you two will knock of the cute stuff, we can enter the throne room and bash a certain Sailor Scout if she’s in there.

They open the door and walk into the throne room. the room is as big as the practice stadium in Rezo’s library, and all that’s in it is a grandiose chair in the center. So far, the coast is clear.

Michael: I’d actually prefer not to have another conflict with her. It will hurt Leslie psychologically to know that she screwed up her chances for victory.

QoS: Really? Hmm.... I’ve always preferred messing people up mentally. Okay, let’s just avoid her.

Leslie: That won’t be as easy as you thought Queen.

The group looks above them to find Leslie and her goons hovering above them.

QoS: GEEZ!!! Where the hell did you guys come from?

Leslie smiles and points to the cloaking device strapped to her hip.

Leslie: Remember this?

Lina: I’m really starting to hate that thing.

The group floats down to the floor of the throne room, cutting off their only route out toward freedom. Now that she was close enough to see, everyone could notice the slight darkness left from the photon blast she’d taken a few minutes earlier. Leslie also noticed that Michael was kinda singed too. Must have ran into Yurimaru, Leslie thinks.

Leslie: You really think I’d let you guys get out this easy after humiliating me like this? I don’t think so.

Michael (smiling): No bother. (Pulls out communicator) Dathon, teleport us out of here, quick!

The response that comes in sounds staticy.

Dathon: Sorry Mike, I can’t beam you guys out.

All: WHAT?!

The Queen snatches the communicator away from Michael.

QoS: WHADDA YA MEAN YOU CAN’T TELEPORT US OUT??!!

Dathon: We were ambushed by a Terran fleet shortly after we telelported the trunk to those coordinates. All we have left is emergency power, which is not enough to teleport AND fight. Sorry guys, you’ll have to hold your own until we solve this little problem.

The communicator turns off.

Michael: I suppose you wouldn’t have anything to do with this?

Leslie: I might.

Michael (in a calm voice): Alright, that’s it. This ends now.

Leslie: Indeed, it does. Brolly, come here!

Brolly steps forward and awaits his mistress’ orders. The girls set eyes on Brolly, and all of them go gaga.

Girls: Oh, he’s so cute!

Michael: Cute nothing. That guy’s a monster.

Xellos: Really?

Naga: OH HO HO!!! He’s too cute to be evil.

Michael: Beauty is only skin deep. Brolly has wasted entire galaxies just because he felt like it.

Sylphiel: Really? Wow, he’s like a god. That would explain the cute looks.

Michael: He’s no god, he’s the Legendary Super Sayai-jin.

Leslie: Enough of this. Brolly, clobber them, but make sure Mike survives.

Brolly nods, and starts to power up. Soon he’s twice his normal size, and his eyes now carry an insane look. Zel realizes who he is now.

Zelgadis: Ack! It’s the guy that whooped me and Xellos!

Michael: Sylphiel, you and Amelia take Xellos and go back the way we came. Try and find another exit out of here.

Amelia: But--

QoS: You heard him, GO!!!

Amelia and Sylph pick up Xellos and head out the door.

Leslie: No matter, we’ll deal with them later. BROLLY, ATTACK!!!

Brolly lunges at the group like a lightning bolt, grabbing the first to people he can find (being Martina and Zangalus) and slamming them face first into the ground. He then punches Zelgadis into a wall, and throws Rezo into him.

Michael: Geez, he’s much stronger than I remember.

Leslie: It’s no use brother. Once I unleash Brolly, nothing can stop him.

Michael: But Brolly sides with nobody. How the hell did you get control of him?

Leslie: I made him of course.

Michael (smiling): Leslie, you screwed up again. Queen!

QoS: Yeah Mike?

Michael: Water spell, hurry! And make sure it’s salt water!

QoS: Um, okay.

The Queen produces a tidal wave of salt water, and blasts it at Brolly. At first it looks like it’s doing nothing, but then the Queen begins to notice something.

QoS: Ewww, is he melting?

Michael: Perfect. Okay Lina, your turn.

Lina: Right. DRAGON SLAVE!!!

Naga: DEMONA CRYSTAL!!!

Rezo: MEGA BRANDO!!!

Zelgadis: DIL BRANDO!!!

By the time the smoke clears, all that’s left of Brolly is a random pile of golden hair and goo.

Michael: That was overkill.

Rezo: True. But we can’t have Lina always taking the glory, now can we?

Lina: Why not? It is MY series after all.

Leslie: WHAT THE HELL DID YOU TO MY BROLLY??!!

Michael: Brolly is an uncontrollable psychopath and you know it. The only way you could control him was if you had direct control from the start. So, you created a Brolly clone and included a genetic program in which he only listens to you right?

Leslie, in awe, nods.

Michael: Tsk, tsk, Leslie. You should know that the Brolly clones become unstable when introduced to salt water. See, that’s what you get for not watching movie #11 with me.

Leslie: Forget this, I’ll deal with you myself!

Leslie rips off the locket attached to her shirt and spurts out some incantation that transforms her into a Sailor Scout. She displays that pissed off look and starts to power up her scepter. Pretty soon we find her floating above everyone with enough power charged up in the thing to level the countryside.

Leslie: I WILL HAVE MY REVENGE!!! AH HA HA HA--eh?

Leslie feels a light tap on her shoulder. She turns around to see the Queen’s fist plant itself squarely in Leslie’s face. She lands on the ground, smashing the cloaking device. She opens her eyes to see her very peeved brother walking toward her, blade drawn. He points the blade at her throat. Tomo and Cyber-Freeza prepare to attack, but are signaled by Leslie to stand down.

Michael: Get up.

His little sister obeys. She tries to liven up her situation by smiling a little bit, but Michael’s cold stare wipes the smile clear off her face.

Michael: Let it be known right now that I am beyond pissed right now, and were you not my sister, I’d probably break your skull with my Sakaba. It was one thing to come after me Leslie, but to attack the things I love and respect? You’ve messed with my friends and co-workers long enough. I want you to leave, Leslie. Send Shi-Shi-O and the others back to their respectable time frames and go back home. Do you understand me?

Leslie: Yes sir.

Michael: One more thing. Why? Why did you go through all this?

Leslie: To bring you back to your senses.

Michael: What?

Leslie: Ever since you started watching Slayers, it’s always been Slayers this, and Slayers that. It was driving me INSANE! I figured if I got rid of them, you’d be your semi-normal self again, plus I’d get a bonus of having you ticked off for a while.

Leslie sees an opportunity, jumps back, and pulls out a cleverly concealed blaster, but Michael punches her in the gut and takes it away, now even angrier.

Michael: IS THAT WHY YOU DID THIS??!!

Leslie nods.

Michael: GOOD GRIEF, LESLIE!!! WHAT KIND OF VILLAIN ARE YOU ANYWAY??? VILLAINS DON’T GO AROUND ATTACKING FAMILY FOR THE STUPIDEST OF REASONS!!! GOD, HAVEN’T YOU LEARNED ANYTHING YET??? YOU’D THINK AFTER WATCHING AND READING ALL THOSE STUPID SAILOR MOON MANGAS, YOU’D THINK YOU’D KNOW MORE ON BEING EVIL!!! JEEZ!!! (Looks at blaster) AND JUST WHAT THE HELL IS THIS???

Leslie: You left the Trunk o’ Tricks open, so I pulled out something called the ACME plot device and modified it into a blaster. I figured I could turn them all into funny little toys and break them apart.

Michael: JEEPERS, LESLIE!!! THAT’S THE STUPIDEST IDEA I’VE EVER HEARD!!! THIS PIECE OF SHIT PROBABLY DOESN’T EVEN WORK!!!

He points the blaster at Tomo and fires, turning him into an SD keychain.

Michael: AW GREAT!!! NOW SEE WHAT YOU MADE ME DO??? I DON’T THINK I’LL BE GETTING MUCH SLEEP TONIGHT, NOW THAT I’VE TURNED A CHARACTER FROM AN AWESOME ANIME INTO OTAKU MERCHANDISE!!! LESLIE, YOU MAKE ME SICK!!! SICK, SICK, SICK!!!

Michael throws down the blaster and starts stomping and hacking it to pieces as his sister just watches him blow off all this steam.

Leslie(in a meek voice): You’ve wounded my pride. He’s right, what was I thinking? I’m no villain. Freeza.

Cyber-Freeza: Yes Lady?

Leslie: We’re surrendering. There’s no hope of winning now.

Cyber-Freeza: But Leslie, we can’t give up just because he smashed a gun. We must stop him and get your revenge.

Leslie: No, it’s pointless now. It’s over. They won.

Cyber-Freeza: NO! I will not be part of a losing side again!!! If you won’t end this, then I will!

Cyber-Freeza extends his hand and fires his Freeza beam at the first person he spotted: Firia. Michael sees where the target is and makes a jump toward Firia.

Michael: FIRIA MOVE!!!

Firia knows that she cannot dodge it, so she closes her eyes and waits for the inevitable. She feels a hard thud against her body, but she doesn’t feel any pain. She opens her eyes to realize that she wasn’t hit, but she then realizes who was when she sees a piece of red cloth floating to the floor. She looks up to see her husband standing in front her, clutching the fresh wound as blood runs through the creases in his hand. You could tell he was hurting, but he didn’t show his pain.

Leslie: FREEZA, STOP THIS AT ONCE!

Cyber-Freeza: I don’t take orders from cowards like you. In fact, now you’re just getting in the way.

Leslie: Wha?

Cyber-Freeza lifts his cybernetic arm to finish off his former employer, who covers her face in hopes that nothing would happen. He swings, and--

CHINK!

Leslie opens her eyes to see her brother standing in front of Freeza, using his Sakaba as defense from his arm.

The image is frozen, and an SD version of the Queen of Swords walks into the screen.

SDQoS: Now wait just a minute! What gives here? One minute he wants nothing to do with her, and the next he’s protecting her?

An SD form of Michael the Red Priest pops out from the other side of the screen.

SDMichael: Yep, that’s right.

SDQoS: This doesn’t make any sense, but then again, neither do you.

SDMichael: That’s because you do not understand the tight bond between me and my younger sibling.

SDQoS: What?

SDMichael: Sure, me and Leslie have our moments, this being one of them; but we’re very buddy, buddy.

A couple of pictures flash up of the two of them bonding.

SDMichael: Do you understand now Queenie?

SDQoS: I guess so.

SDMichael: Okay, then I’m going to go now.

SDMichael walks off the screen.

SDQoS: Okay now, back to the fan fic.

The story continues again, and we see Michael continue to struggle with Cyber-Freeza.

Michael: Leslie, go now. I can’t keep this up much longer.

Leslie: But--

Michael: GO!!

Leslie runs off to the side with the rest of the castaways, while Michael puts what strength he has into holding the cyborg off. In a fit of rage, Michael exerts a thrust of force that blasts Cyber-Freeza away from him, but also succeeds in breaking the Sakaba. Michael comes at Cyber-Freeza with a flying sidekick, but is stopped when Cyber-Freeza catches his foot, breaks it, and throws Mike into the asphalt. Mike hobbles up, and tries to retaliate with a combo of random punches. Cyber-Freeza simply blocks all of them until he decides to grab a punch in mid-execution, and dislocates Mike’s arm. He then punches Mike a couple of times in his open wound, and throws him into the ground again. Then Freeza grabs Michael by the hair and punches him in the face for good measure, then lets him go. Meanwhile, all stand in awe as the Red Priest lies broken on the ground.

Leslie: We can’t just stand here and watch him die, we’ve got to help him!

Firia: I’m with her on this, we’ve have to do something Queen.

QoS: Oh, alright, let’s help him.

Michael: No.......

Firia: What?

Michael: I said no...

Michael staggers up to face Cyber-Freeza. His eye is swollen shut, and blood trickles down the side of his face. The wound to in his side had become much worse in a matter of minutes, as the blood continued to spread all over his red suit. Michael smiles, and resets his arm into place. He flinches in pain.

Michael: No one is going to help me with this. He’s mine. As long as I’m standing, he’s mine.

Firia: But honey, you can’t take this kind of abuse. You’ll die if you keep this up.

Michael ignores his wifes pleas, and bends over to pick up what’s left of his Sakaba. He then preps himself for another attack. There’s a look of hatred and rage in his eyes. He’s become Battousai.

Michael: Let’s see you stop a Battousai you dumb robotic f***.

Cyber-Freeza: HA HA HA HA!!! You really think you can stop the all powerful Freeza?

Michael: Hey, if a 3rd class Saiya-jin and a hybrid Saiya-jin could defeat you, I’d say my odds a pretty good.

Gourrigan: He’s right Mike, you can’t stop him with a sword like that.

Gourrigan pulls out the Sword of Light and tosses it to Mike. Michael catches the sword with his other hand.

Michael: Thanks Gourrigan.

Lina: Hey!!! I have to beg and plea to hold the Sword of Light, but you give it to him in a heartbeat?

All ignore Lina’s remark, and watch as a new aura forms around Michael as his eyes start glowing with the rage of the Battousai. He then charges at Cyber-Freeza to execute what looks like the Ama Kakeru Ryuu No Hirameki. But Cyber-Freeza is ready too. He charges Michael with his own Daichiretsuzan, so now both bear down on each other with moves of death. The two are within striking distance and then--

SWISHSWISHSPLURGSHLAG (best sound I could think of. I’d need a manga drawn to explain it better)

When it’s over, both are standing in the spot where their opponent was a moment before, both silent. Then comes the blood bath. Cyber-Freeza’s chest splits open and blood/oil starts splurting all over the place. He then falls to the floor in pain, begging to Leslie for help.

Cyber-Freeza: My Lady, please help me.

Leslie: I don’t help traitors.

She points her scepter at his face and fires point-blank, ending his life.

Firia: Geez, Mike’s family doesn’t aim for mercy, do they?

She looks over at her husband, who’s still in his execution stance. His breathing is starting to sound heavy, and exhausted.

Firia: Michael?

No response.

Firia: Michael, are you alright?

Michael drops the Sword of Light and collapses to the ground.

Firia: MICHAEL!!!

The group rushes over to Michael, whose clutching his chest with his good arm. They roll him on his back, only to find a massive laceration running across his chest as a result of Cyber-Freeza’s Daichiretsuzan.

Leslie: Oh my god, what have I done?

Firia: Lina, you’ve gotta heal him.

Lina: I can’t, this kinda job is too hard for me. I’d need Syphiel and Amelia to help me.

QoS: He’ll probably die before we could find them.

Firia: Rezo, what about you? You’re supposed one of the greatest healers of the age.

Rezo: Well, it’s worth a shot.

Rezo prepares to heal Michael, but Mike interjects.

Michael: No, don’t. You wouldn’t be able to complete the spell. The punches Freeza gave me earlier smashed up my rib cage. You’d have to heal those first before you could get to the real problem. Just let me be, please.

Leslie grabs a hold to her brother’s hand.

Leslie: Michael, I’m sorry. I didn’t want this to happen.

Michael: I understand, Leslie, and I forgive you. We all do.

QoS: The hell I do.

All look at their boss in disappointed way, and she bows her head in silence.

Michael: I don’t want to die knowing that I was on bad terms with my only sister. I don’t think either of us could live with the guilt.

Leslie: You read me like a book brother.

Michael: Leslie, do me a favor. Since Freeza has killed me, it’s considered a Dragonball death. PLEASE make sure that FUNimation doesn’t get it’s hand on this stuff and edit it so that I fade away into another dimension. God, I hate that other dimension bullshit.

Michael chuckles for a moment, then coughs up blood, but still keeping a strong hold on what little is left of his life.

Michael: Queen?

QoS: Yes Michael?

Michael: I’m sorry for being such an ass. I know that you and I really didn’t see eye to eye on things. The photon cannon thing really was an accident. I really wish we could clear this problem up.

QoS: Let’s just say that it has.

Michael: Firia?

Firia: I’m here Michael.

Michael (weaker voice): Firia, forgive me. It’s only been what, a month, and I’ve already failed to keep my word. I’m such a bad husband.

Firia: No, don’t say things like that. You’re a wonderful husband. I can’t forget all the fun we’ve had together.

Michael: Neither can I. But I wish we could’ve done more. I--

Michael starts going into shock, but manages to mouth out what looks like "I love you" before he slips away. Now all is silent. The only sound that can be heard is the wind blowing through holes in the castle walls. Then a voice breaks the silence.

Dathon: Michael, are you there?

Firia starts to cry, and the Queen picks up the communicator.

QoS: Yes Dathon, what do you want?

Dathon: The Terran fleet has been successfully repelled. We’re ready to teleport you guys up.

QoS: *Sigh* Do it.

The scene changes to the island, where we find Firia alone on the beach. In front of her, is a cross holding up what remained of Michael’s bloody rags. In her hands, is the handle of his Sakaba. She hears some footsteps from behind, and turns around to see who’s behind her.

Firia: Queen! Xellos! what are you two doing here?

Xellos: To pay respects. I wasn’t able to yesterday, since I was still in recovery.

Firia: And you Queen?

QoS: I came here to bring this.

The Queen held up Mike’s repaired Saiya-jin armor, which was looking better than ever.

QoS: Vegeta finished the repairs this morning. He was upset when I told him the news, but he said he’s proud of Mike. He said he died like a Saiya-jin. (Realizes she probably hit a nerve) Oh wait, forget I said that Firia. I should’ve thought ahead before I spoke.

Firia (tearing up): It’s alright, really. I don’t mind. He would’ve liked hearing that.

The Queen walks over and hangs the Saiya-jin armor over the cross.

QoS: C’mon Firia, let’s head back to the village. I’ll make you a cup of tea, and you can talk to Leslie. She might be in the mood today to talk.

The Queen takes Firia and walks past Xellos, who stays near the grave.

Xellos: Well my friend, I bid you farewell.

Xellos turns and starts walking back toward the village, when he trips over something.

Xellos: Ow. What the hell is this?

Xellos carefully eyes the mysterious golden ball. It has a couple of red stars on it.

Xellos: Good grief, this piece of junk nearly killed me.

Xellos throws the ball with all of his monster strength, sending it miles into the ocean.

Xellos: But now that I think about it, it did look a little familiar.

??? The End ???