Not An Exact Copy [Gohan x OC]

Ch. 35

Gachi narrowed her eyes at her opponent, tilting her head as she assessed the evil being a distance away from her.

She concluded that with the Majin being pure evil, without the extra holding of the other Buu in its body, the strength maximized, despite its size. It looked almost intimidating to the Saiyan, with fists clenched and growling under its breath. In his dark, sclera tinted red eyes, she could see that this being had no remorse in blowing up the life on other planets, for blowing up Earth and its people residing on the peaceful planet.

It was sickening to stare into the eyes of malicious intent, but Gachi would not be wavered. She was determined to defeat Buu, once and for all. With her fathers' exhaustion catching up to them, it was up to her to take their place.

Exhaling a breath, she cracked her neck and shook out the tension in her muscles, knowing they'd be strained by the end of this.

The most important part of this battle, is that she was on a time limit. Only 30 minutes before her fusion would separate into two bodies once more, and their chances at sending the demon alien into hell would be for naught.

Finally, she pressed her foot into the ground, launching herself into the air and pulling her arm back, her hand curled into a fist.

It seemed like the Majin had the same idea in mind, as he yelled something incoherently before he, too, pulled his arm back in the same manner she had. His teeth were gritted in agitation, wanting to defeat the two elder Saiyans who were laying across the grass and watching the two bodies about to throw down. He supposed he can dispose of the body in front of him first before he can kill the other two.

Just as the thought passed through the Majin's mind, the fused Saiyan brought her fist forward and swung a right hook towards his cheek, marking an indentation on the spot. Immediately, it brought Buu sailing across the sky from the impact of the punch, to which he had to force himself to stop from flying too far into the distance.

Buu paused, a foreign and copper taste residing in his mouth, and he felt the same liquid drip from the corner of his lip. His nostrils flared, knowing it was the purple of his blood as his green tongued snaked out and licked the blood away. His agitation grew tenfold; so much that his body was vibrating in anger and humiliation.

Humiliation because he should not have gotten hit, and even if he was, it shouldn't have made such a great impact on his form. He growled loudly, hands twitching into tearing the cocky, smirking Saiyan into pieces.

"Heh," Gachi chuckled, raising an eyebrow at the seemingly fuming Buu. "Is something wrong, Bubblegum? Cat got your tongue?"

He didn't know what his cat was, but he knew the girl was insulting him with the mocking tone of her voice. And he didn't appreciate the gesture one bit.

"Grraagh!" The Majin launched himself at the Saiyan once again, swinging with both his fists to land a hit on his opponent, but they only blocked, parried and deflected the would-be hurtful blows with ease. It looked like she was toying with the Majin for her own amusement, judging by the playful smile on her lips.

"Ah, ah, ah," Gachi wagged her finger, swiftly ducking her head when it looked like Buu wanted to break her finger off. "Only using your fists will not do you any favors, kiddo!"

As Buu aimed his right fist towards her face once more, she gripped the fist into her own hand tightly, before using her the tensed hand as a balance to lift herself over his body quickly and behind him. The unexpected move made Buu falter in his punching assault, and he choked on his saliva when the girl brought her heel onto his lower back with force, and used his back as a force to push herself away from his body.