What it means to be Just... (DB Super x MHA Crossover)

[Dystraia]

Hello everyone, and welcome to the absolute shitshow that is my attempt at writing fanfiction. I'm a first time author, and really just posting this to see its reception. Any feedback and tips would be greatly appreciated.

Quick Context Note: This DB Super timeline is an AU in which Goku remembers to bring the seal for the Mafuba. This results in Future Zamasu being sealed away and Goku Black having to fight Goku, Vegeta and Trunks on his own.

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Dystraia Presents:
What it means to be Just...
A DB Super and MHA Crossover

Prologue:​

Lowering his arms, shimmering pink fading around him, a figure glared balefully towards the three heros opposite him. Goku, Vegeta and Trunks - all in their most powerful forms - stood united against him.

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'No, no, no, no! This… this can't be happening! I am a divine being, purging the impure! Creating a better universe! How could I possibly lose? What went wrong?!' Grabbing the collar of his undershirt he wiped desperately at his face - blood was dripping into his eyes from a rather brutal cut marring his forehead and he needed every advantage he could keep.

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Ducking instinctively - he watched from the corner of his eye as Vegeta shot over his head - a brutal kick that likely would have ended the fight missing him by a hair. Pivoting left, he lashed out with his left arm and smirked when he felt the satisfying impact of fist on face. Continuing, he used the momentum of his pivot to drive his right foot into Trunks's stomach. The half-saiyan gagged, blood erupting from his mouth as he was sent flying backwards. This had the rather convenient effect of forcing Goku, who had been behind him, to sidestep - lest he be bowled over by the flying teenager.

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Black's satisfaction was quickly drained when he felt Vegeta racing up behind him.

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"YOU BASTARD!!!" Screaming at him was the prince of saiyans, his body covered by the fiery blue ki that indicated saiyan godhood. 'I have to retreat. On my own I stand no chance against the three of them. With my counterpart sealed, the best thing to do is use the Time Ring to escape and recover.' Tapping into wells of strength he didn't even know he had, Black found the stamina to take off, dashing towards Vegeta in a streak of brilliant pink.

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"You really are an annoyance, aren't you, Vegeta. You just don't know when to QUIT!" The two saiyan gods clashed with the force of a nuclear bomb. Everything around them was atomised as the twos' ki tore into each other. Throwing countless blows, Black found himself the victor when a well-placed elbow sent the warrior prince staggering. Before he could take advantage however, his enhanced hearing picked up the faint hum of the Kamehameha technique..

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Grimacing, Black threw himself backwards - barely avoiding a beam of brilliant blue. What he didn't notice, however, was the figure using the beam as cover. Looping around behind him to deliver a devastating kick was Trunks. Caught by surprise, Black could barely get an arm between himself and the furious half-saiyan.

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Sent flying towards the ground, he ragdolled through multiple wrecked buildings. Hitting the ground at mach speeds, he took a moment to just lay there, struggling to breathe. He might have been a god in a saiyans body, but even he was struggling to continue.

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"BLACK!!!" Scrabbling to his feet, he came face to fist with Vegeta. The saiyan prince laid into him viciously, hammering blow after blow into his already broken body. Each punch could shatter mountains, each kick could split the sea. Desperate, he lashed out with his left arm, his signature ki blade forming and dealing a devastating wound to Vegeta's face. Whatever momentum he could have possibly gained from that success was removed when Goku barreled into him, taking the opportunity to slam his heel into Black's outstretched arm.

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The bone broke, Black's body finally giving out on him. Gritting his teeth and rolling with the motion, the divine saiyan used the attack to put some distance between himself and Goku - only to catch a devastating knee to the spine from Trunks. The three heroes corralled their divine enemy, making sure that he had no chance to escape.

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Eventually - he found himself backed against a ruined building. His enemies had surrounded him. Trunks in front, Goku to his left and Vegeta to his right. There was no way of escape. Glaring hatefully at them, Black took the opportunity to take desperate breaths of air. His legs were shaking, and he only remained upright due to the wall behind him supporting the majority of his weight. It was over. He had lost.

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"Finally, all the people you senselessly killed will be avenged!. You die here Black! Not one death will go unaccounted for. NOT ONE!" Howling, Trunk's ki exploded around him, the golden energy shooting into the sky in a beautiful pillar. Vegeta echoed his son, divine blue lashing out at the ground around him. "You killed her, my Bulma! For that I'll never forgive you! I'm sending you straight to HELL!"

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Goku on the other hand remained quiet. His ki erupted too, but there was no dialogue. No declaration. He simply cupped his hand at his side and started to gather his ki.

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Snarling at them, Black pushed himself off the wall with his good arm. His Rose transformation had long left him, his sweat soaked hair now a dark black. He looked every bit the rabid animal he accused them of being.

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"You stand there and judge me, yet your crimes far outstript my own! Everything that happened, all of this, is your fault Trunks! You did this! If you hadn't gone back in time, I would have never had to get involved. You stand there, claiming justice, but the blood you seek to avenge stains your hands, not mine!" Stumbling forward, he grasped at the last scraps of energy he had left. An aura of pure black erupted from him. "You can't destroy what I really am, what I represent! I am the wrath of the universe, nature trying to right itself! You may kill me, but another will rise and take my place. Not one sin will go unpunished! THAT I PROMISE YOU!!!"

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He received three different answers.

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GALICK GUN FIRE!!!
KAMEHAMEHA!!!
FINAL FLASH!!!

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Racing towards him were three different beams: one purple, one blue and one yellow. Each likely would have killed Black on their own, but together they ensured that there was absolutely no chance of survival. They would leave nothing left.

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Screaming, Black thrust his hand forward. He channeled every last drop of energy, every speck of emotion into one final blast. All of his sorrow. His anger. His hate. Everything.

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His pitch black beam clashed with the heros attack and for a few moments fought against them equally. The sheer level of anger he felt gave him a second wind that allowed him to resist just a little longer. But that was all it was. Resistance for a little longer. Eventually Black's attack was overwhelmed, the kaleidoscope of colours tearing towards him. Shifting his arm into a guard position, the fallen god faced death with a fury.

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What nobody noticed was the time ring responding to its wearers' outrage. It began to shine, the fabric of space-time collapsing around him as it activated.

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The attack struck.

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Black was consumed.

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When the light faded, nothing was left. There was no sign of Goku Black.

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"We… we did it…" Trunks exclaimed, dropping to his knees. The reality of the situation hit him and tears welled in his eyes. "Everything, all the battles, the losses. It's all finally over. We're free!" Feeling a hand on his shoulder, he looked behind to see his father - an unusually soft expression adorning Vegeta's face. "Yes Trunks, you did it. You killed Black. It's over."

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Trunks stumbled to his feet and pulled his father into a bear hug, the saiyan prince stiffening instinctively before relaxing and softly putting an arm around his future son.

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"Thank you so much Father, without you and Goku I never could have done this… I owe you everything, again." Leaning back, Vegeta looked his son in the eye and responded, "No Trunks, all of this, this victory. It's yours. Have some damn pride in yourself! You are the son of Prince Vegeta, next in line for the saiyan throne! I refuse to allow you to lose to some imposter of that clown Kakarot.

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The two of them flinched when two arms wrapped around them and lifted them into the air.

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"Oh man, that was awesome! Talk about a crazy fight, huh?" Goku had pulled the two royals into a hug of his own, chuckling loudly and exclaiming how they totally needed to go back to his house and get Chichi to cook for them.

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"Unhand me, clown!" Pulling his arm out of the hug, Vegeta began pushing at Goku's face - desperately trying to get the saiyan fool to let him go. Trunks on the other hand broke into hysterical laughter at the sight of his stern father blushing and wriggling in his rival's grip. The sight of it was so alien to him that he simply couldn't help himself.

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Looking up to the sky, he smiled. This moment, this lightness. This was what he had been fighting for.

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"Come on, we should go tell everyone the good news." Beckoning with his head, the half saiyan started walking away from his bickering allies. "Gonna need to talk to Mai and Yajirobe too, start organising the rebuilding of the city. God, who's going to be in charge now? Will have to sit down and discuss that with the survivors ..." Trailing off, Trunks continued walking away - not realising that Goku and Vegeta had remained where they were originally.

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"He really has grown up, huh?" the fool whispered to the prince. "You gotta be super proud of him considering how strong gotten?" Elbowing Vegeta in the ribs, Goku leaned in and spoke to him.

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"Of course he's strong, he's my son after all. I'll accept nothing less." Elbowing Goku in the side, Vegeta started walking after his son. Goku coughs for a moment before jogging after the saiyan warrior.

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Neither of them commented on the proud smile on Vegeta's face.

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The future was saved.

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However…

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Goku Black's story doesn't end here.

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Once again, any feedback would be appreciated. Adios.​