Here's a story I haven't gotten around to in a while... as well as others.

Hi all, hope everyone's well. I've been kept busy with college to the point that it isn't really much of a joke anymore. I'm really wanting to do well so I haven't been able to type as much for my stories, more so for assignments. Hard to write well when you have work that needs to be done.

In relation to that, just because I haven't gotten around to a story in a while DOESN'T mean that I've stopped writing it altogether. Unless it's not on my page anymore or it has the word 'CANCELLED' in the title, it's ongoing. I just need to find the inspiration to start writing. Don't get me wrong, I'm happy you like my works, I'll listen to what you have to say, but I'm not at your beckon call. I just wanted to say that.

Well, enough of the dreary talk for now. Here we have ourselves another part of the story. Vergil came to Beacon to find out what happened to Amber, only to meet the man that could give the answers. How will Vergil react to all this, you'll find out now. Also, another two favorite RWBY character are about to make an appearance, and it's not good news for our heroes (Or in Vergil's case, 'Anti-Hero' i guess).

Also, did ANYONE see that William Blake quote in 'Challenges in Argus'? if not, see if you can spot it.

Right, with that out of the way, enjoy the chapter.

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"Ugh! You've GOTTA be kidding me!"

The industrial district was surprisingly quiet tonight. Many of the warehouses seemed to have been emptied, including one of the that was said to have contained a large shipment of dust, worth at least 2 million lien. Had they gotten their hands on a shipment that big, they would have been able to sell it on the black market for a higher price. Heck, they would have been rolling around in lien, they could've been set for life.

And yet, seeing the empty warehouse seemed to dash his dreams.

After pinching the bridge of his nose, he eventually put his frustration behind, placing his hands on his hips. "Damn. I guess that guy wasn't any good after all." He said. "If you're selling info you'd better make sure it's frickin' right."

The man in question had orange hair and green eyes with long eyelashes. He wore a black bowler had, a white coat, a grey ascot around his neck, black pants and dress shoes, and carried a cane in his hand. He slammed the tip of the cane on the ground before looking behind him.

Standing behind him was a young girl with brown and pink hair, a brown eye and pink eye and pale skin. She wore a white tail-coat jacket, a brown corset, pants and white boots. she had several necklaces hanging around her neck.

"Sorry Neo, looks like a bust." The man said.

The girl, Neo, silently sighed in disappointment. She thought that it would be their big score as well. The man walked over to her and patted her head, sending her a grin.

"Ah, don't worry about it, kiddo." He said. "We can't always get lucky, but we'll do better next time. Just like I promised."

Hearing this, the girl's expression seemed to brighten up a bit. She gave him a nod in agreement before used her hands to make various signs. The man smiled at the signs.

"Sounds good to me. Never let it be said Roman and Neo work on empty stomachs." He said. "So, what would you like? Some ice-cream?"

Neo pouted at Roman's comment, making the adult chuckle, but it was followed by a smile by her soon after. They both then walked away, deciding to head to one of the bars in the shady area of the town. Much to their shock though, a wall of fire appeared right before them, expanding in width and height. The duo jumped back in shock at the torrent of flames.

"WHAT THE HECK!?" Roman yelled. He raised his cane, pointing the end at the fire. The bottom surface tilted off, revealing it to be a target icon. "Who the hell did that?"

"Rather panicky, aren't we?"

Roman and Neo turned around, now seeing three individuals standing behind them. They all stood in the shadows, making it difficult for the criminal duo to see what they looked like. However, the one standing in the middle had one defining aspect, a pair of glowing ember eyes that seemed to pierce the two with fear.

Roman hid his worry well, though Neo looked rather nervous as she stepped behind the man with the bowler hat.

"What are you guys? Huntsmen?" he asked, raising and aiming his cane-now-firearm at them. "If so, then you've chosen the wrong crook to deal with." He finished, grinning with fake confidence.

"… Hmm…" the middle figure snapped her fingers, dispelling the firewall.

Said figure stepped out of the shadows, revealing a young woman with ashen black hair and ember eyes, dressed in a red long-sleeved dress with a short skirt and golden designs around the chest and arms. She also wore a pair of glass high-heeled shoes.

"It seems you have the wrong impression, Mr. Torchwick." The woman said. "We seek co-operation, not trouble."

Roman kept his weapon up, not planning on lowering his guard any time soon. "Yeah right, like I haven't heard that before." He said, recalling all the other times other criminals sought his help, only for them to stab him in the back soon after.

The woman began walking to the side, soon circling around the duo. "I understand you prefer to work with as few people as possible… but I can guarantee you that I am more earning of your trust than…" she looked over towards Neo, a disapproving frown on her face. "Most individuals."

Neo glared at the woman in offence.

"Easy, Neo." Roman said, without taking his eyes off the woman. "… Let's say I was interested… what would you want me to do… and what do I get out of it?"

The woman looked back, nodding towards the two individuals in the shadows. One of them nodded, before raising her hand and clicking her fingers. In an instant, the once empty warehouse became flooded with crates of dust, both crystal and refined forms. The sight nearly made Roman drop to his knees, the gold mine he had been dreaming for suddenly right before him.

"… How the…" was all he was able to say.

"To answer your question, we will need you to help us cause as much unrest in the city as possible, as well as helping to deal with a… 'certain problem' as of late." The woman said. "In exchange, we will aid you in your usual activities. Any and all means to line your pocket with all the Lien in the world will be at your fingertips."

Neo's glare at the woman intensified. She couldn't believe it. That woman had to be lying, planning on causing them trouble again. She looked to Roman, seeing he was still dazed. Annoyed by his behavior, she slapped him right across the face.

"OW!" he yelled. "Right, right…" he said, shaking his head to clear his thoughts. "That all sounds like a pretty sweet deal. Causing chaos shouldn't be a problem… but…" he raised the tip of his bowler cap before continuing. "What's this 'certain problem' you mentioned? If it's too major, you can just walk out now."

The woman gave Roman and Neo a dark, ominous smile. She liked that he was putting some actual thought into this. Most cronies would just fall in line after seeing the money. It was refreshing for her to meet someone with some form of intelligence. The woman pulled out something hidden within her left sleeve before throwing it towards the criminal. He easily caught it before looking at the photo.

"… This all you need?" he asked before showing the picture to Neo, who also looked surprised.

The woman nodded. "Help me with this, and I'll insure your wealth, and your notoriety."

Roman was silent for a moment. It still didn't seem like this woman could be trusted, but the same thing could be said for him and Neo. Not to mention it looked like this was their way into the big leagues. He wasn't sure if there was really anything to gain, but it didn't look like there was anything to lose.

"… Alright. We're in."

The woman gave another wicked grin, her eyes glowing once more.

"Excellent choice."

…

"I take it you're not going to have any Cocoa?"

Ozpin continued to smile at the Dark Slayer, despite the fact that he was still held at sword-point. As he waited for Vergil to calm down, he briefly looked at his eyes, intending to understand what form of emotion he was feeling.

"Vergil. If something is bothering you, then how about lowering that blade and discussing it like gentlemen?"

Vergil stayed stationary for one more moment. He closed his eyes, his decision seemingly made as he sheathed the Yamato. Ozpin was happy to see this. The last few times the two had spoken, Vergil had been very honest about his… 'distaste' for the Headmaster. Vergil never explained his reasons, but the message was still as clear as day.

"If you wish to keep your head, I suggest you refrain from startling me in the future." Vergil stated.

Putting that aside, Ozpin was now curious as to why Vergil arrived unannounced. "So… to what do I owe the pleasure?"

Vergil's expression didn't change as he spoke. "I'm looking for someone. I was told that she was last seen here."

The headmaster nodded. "I see. Well, if she was here, then I might have seen her before. What does she look like?"

"Tanned skin, Brown hair and eyes. Carries a staff with her."

"…"

Vergil noticed that Ozpin became ever so slightly stiff upon hearing Vergil's blunt description. The man was trying his best not to give himself away, and would've been successful had it been a normal person he had been talking to. Much to the Headmaster's misfortune, Vergil wasn't someone that could be fooled easily.

"I… believe that I have seen a person like that. She passed here on her travels, eager to see what the Academy was like." He said. "I haven't seen the woman since, I'm afraid. Any particular reason you're looking for her?"

Ozpin's eyes gained a more suspicious look as he asked that question. It seemed that when it came to the Fall Maiden, the Headmaster seemed to become more cautious. In Vergil's mind, he seemed to be doing something right.

"Mere concern." Vergil answered.

"… I see…" Ozpin began to move forward. "Well, I hope you-"

The Yamato was removed from the sheathe, the edge with unmatched sharpness now precariously held against Ozpin's throat. Ozpin didn't look surprised, but he did look at Vergil with a hint of confusion.

"I take it you don't believe me?" Ozpin asked, not allowing the Dark Slayer to intimidate him.

"If your lies are solely to protect her, then I understand. Be that as it may, I already had to put myself through unnecessary hardship to find out where she was. If you don't take me to her…" Vergil's eyes slowly began to glow, his glare becoming more intense. "Then I will have you reveal it by force."

Ozpin listened to what Vergil had to say. After a brief moment, he let off the slightest of laughs. "I see. You are the one then." Ozpin gave the slightest of nods. "Very well. If you would allow me, I will take you to her."

With that, Vergil sheathed his weapon again, allowing Ozpin to walk ahead in hopes of the man keeping his word. After a short walk, they arrived at the tower where Ozpin's office was set up. The door opened, both stepped in and Ozpin moved his hand towards the dial. He held down one of the buttons, causing all of them to glow green. Vergil didn't voice his surprise, but looked on with mild curiosity.

The elevator began to lower. As it did, Ozpin decided to speak.

"When we first met Amber, she seemed to have emerged victorious from a battle in a settlement not too far from here. An attack from the White Fang, unsurprisingly."

The Dark Slayer was still silent, but felt irked by the mention of that particular group. The White Fang, a group of the Faunus, people born with animal traits, that started out as a peaceful protest group to help gain equality between humans and Faunus. It later turned into an extremist terrorist group that sought to make humanity their underlings. In all honesty, Vergil despised them not just for their actions, but from the fact that they gave up on their journey for peace in favour of the path that would only make things worse for Faunus.

Such weak-willed fools weren't worth his time.

"Amber answered the call to arms and fought against the group, managing to hold her own for a while. Unfortunately, the leader of the raid proved more difficult than the rest, managing to overpower her. He was about to strike her down…" Ozpin grinned. "But at that moment, the power of the Fall Maiden was bestowed upon her."

The elevator dinged, the door opening to reveal a large hallway dimly lit with grren lighs embedded into the wall. He stepped out, motioning for Vergil to follow him. As the two walked through the hallway, Ozpin continued the story.

"Instinctively, Amber used the power to send the Leader back, as well as the other White Fang soldiers that accompanied him. However, since the power was still so new to Amber, it took too much energy and she became weakened from using such a powerful attack. The leader quickly recovered and saw this as the perfect opportunity to strike her down."

"I assume he didn't?" Vergil asked jokingly.

Ozpin grinned. "As it turned out, another warrior was there at the time. Before the White Fang leader struck, he came to her aid and bested him with apparent ease. Soon after, the White Fang retreated…."

Ozpin looked back at Vergil. "This man was said to have carried a sword similar to yours."

"…"

Vergil didn't say anything, but Ozpin knew very well that it was this man that came to her aid. Ozpin looked forward again as they continued down their path. Soon, they came to a stop, with Ozpin nodding forward.

"You wished to see Amber…" Ozpin stepped to the side. "… so here she is."

Resting up against the end of the hallway was a medical pod, along with several other devices linked to it. Inside the pod was the same girl Vergil described, only this time with severe scarring across her face, and dress in a green skirt and top as her condition was monitored from within the pod.

The Yamato's wielder was astonished by the scene, to the point that he made no effort to hide his emotions this time.

"Amber?" Vergil said unconsciously. Taking time to register what he was seeing, his expression returned to its usual form, before his eyes began to slowly reflect a form of grim concern. He looked back at Ozpin. "What happened to her."

Ozpin gave his answer. "Around a year ago, Amber was attacked while on the road. From what we know there were three of them, each one proving formidable. They were after her abilities, no doubt."

"Are you sure?" Vergil asked. It was a safe guess, but he wasn't one to just rely on assumptions.

"Three fighters, two of them female, targeting Amber specifically out of the blue with such deadly skills of their own? It's too much of a coincidence for it to be anything else." Ozpin answered.

"… I stand corrected then." Vergil said, looking back at Amber.

The power of the Maidens was certainly something that any and all would wish to own, gaining power that made dust and Semblances look like a measly finger-flick in comparison. With it, serious damage can be caused to the kingdoms, especially by the likes of the White Fang, or other groups that wish to push or emphasis superiority to those who won't be able to fight back.

Ozpin gripped his cane more tightly before looking at Amber himself. "… Vergil. Do you know how the Maiden's powers are passed?"

"… I am familiar with the process." Vergil answered. "As the previous Maiden dies, the last female on their mind will inherit the power. Otherwise, a female candidate will be chosen at random."

"Indeed." Ozpin said. "Given what Amber has been through, I would say that her attackers may be plaguing her thoughts right now. And with the confirmation on them being female…"

Vergil smirked. "It seemed our attackers had a vague idea on what they were doing." He stated. "… Though… there is one other problem." He said with mild interest.

Ozpin didn't respond. He didn't like how cold Vergil was acting right now. He thought that if he was indeed the same person that saved her, then Vergil might be more… worried. Afraid for her. Vergil wasn't the best for expressing his emotions, but the cold fury in his eyes that woke when someone he cared for was hurt… how…

"Do you not feel any pity towards her?" Ozpin asked, hiding his shock.

"… She doesn't need to be burdened with pity."

This made Ozpin lift his head is surprise, looking at the Dark Slayer just in time to see Vergil's eyes move towards the Headmaster.

"Right now, she needs you to help her recover. Seeing how the power could be passed on to her attacker, or perhaps some other imbecilic should she have the capability to keep her head clear of thought upon death, could end up claiming the power… I would much rather it be in the hands of someone who seeks to help others… someone who had shown to be a worthy Huntress beyond imagine."

"…"

Ozpin was slightly moved by Vergil's words. He never heard him speak so highly of anyone outside his family before. The who earned his respect could be counted on one hand. And yet, it seems that Amber had somehow proved her worth to the man. He unconsciously smiled at this.

"… Now, before I was interrupted…" Vergil looked back at Amber. "It seems her attackers may have made an error that could be Amber's salvation."

Vergil could feel the shock and rising hope coming off of Ozpin without having to look at him. He fought the urge to smirk as he continued.

"I have heard that when a Maiden is chosen, their power is a part of their body. It becomes as integral as the heart and a set of lungs." He said. "Her declining state may be because her power may have been stolen after all."

The hope Ozpin had been feeling before was quickly replaced with fear and dread, forcing Ozpin to lean on his cane as his balance seemed to waver. "… Vergil… tell me you're joking."

"It's no joke. The power Amber had at the settlement, even when not in battle, is far beyond what it is now. It only proves my theory that her power was taken." The Dark Slayer stated. "… But fear not." Vergil said, turning and walking away from Amber and Ozpin.

"V-Vergil!" Ozpin called out.

"If Amber were to die now, the rest of the Fall Maiden power would pass onto her attackers. But it also works the other way around. When we find the thief, the power will be whole and allow for Autumn's recovery." Vergil explained. "Tracking the thief will be difficult, but not impossible."

Vergil was halfway towards the elevator door when he came to a stop. He looked behind him, seeing Ozpin glaring at Vergil with anger. Vergil looked at the man in confusion, not because of that emotion displayed… but because of another that his eyes gave away.

"What worries you?" Vergil asked.

Ozpin was silent for a moment, but Vergil allowed him the time to answer. He knew that he threw a lot of information towards Ozpin, so it would be difficult for him to process it all. So long as it didn't take him the entire night to answer, he didn't mind.

"… How do you know so much about the Maidens?" Ozpin asked. "What you said. about how her power was stolen. How you could even tell that. You know more than anyone should know… how is that?"

Vergil summoned the Yamato before saying "That secret is my own."

With that, Vergil opened another portal, quickly sheathing the blade and about to walk straight through. As soon as he did, the portal closed, leaving Amber and Ozpin by themselves in the great chamber. The Headmaster closed his eyes and cleared his thoughts. He was genuinely surprised that he knew so much about the Maidens. Amber told him that she didn't reveal too much about the Maidens. To think that he was in that deep.

But if he knew that much… then what was the possibility that he knew about her as well?

Ozpin pushed that idea of his head for now. For now, if he was right, he needed to find the attackers as soon as possible. Their descriptions were vague, but they were all they had to go off of. He looked at Amber on last time before making his way to the elevator. As he walked, he took out his scroll, typing a message before sending it off.

"Vergil… even if what you say is true… will you be willing to kill another human?" he asked himself as he pressed the button for the elevator.

…

Vergil stepped out from the portal, shaking his head in relief that the conversation with Ozpin had finally come to an end. If he was to be honest, what happened in that chamber was tougher on him than he was willing to admit. Amber was a good person. She shouldn't have had that happen to her.

Vergil unsheathed the Yamato and held the blade horizontally, allowing the moonlight to catch the blade. He gazed at his reflection, contemplating his own words back there. He knew that the power would become whole when one of the bearers was to die, and that it was the best option to save Amber.

But part of him wasn't sure if he was willing to break his oath. The vow to only kill the Grimm and Demons. As a man of his word, Vergil felt conflicted over what to do.

"… No point pondering on it for now."

He sheathed and dispelled the Yamato. He looked up, a smile forming as he recognized the residence up ahead. It was a short walk up before reaching the front door. He knocked on the door and waited for a response.

It was only a couple of seconds later did he see the two girls of the Rose-Xiao Long household.

"VERGIL!" Ruby cried as she jumped and latched onto the katana wielder. "You finally made it! What took you so long!"

Yang stepped outside the door, smiling as she lightly punched Vergil in the shoulder. "Got stuck with another high-profile case Mr. Big-shot?"

Vergil smiled at the question, seeing how Yang had no idea how right she was. "You could say that." He answered. "It's finally over for now."

Yang looked at him curiously. "For now? Is there more to it?"

"That… is yet to be determined." He said, picking the right words to make sure they would lose interest. He knew first-hand how persistent they could be with questions, and this wasn't something he was comfortable talking about.

He tapped Ruby on the head twice, signalling her to let go. Thankfully, she complied and released him.

"So, what do you wanna do? I got a new board game that we could play, it's supposed to be cool!"

Vergil quickly looked at Yang, who was quickly shaking her head, presumably in disagreement to Ruby's statement. This was confirmed when Ruby looked at Yang, who quickly changed to nodding her head, before shaking it again when Ruby looked away.

"I appreciate the offer, but perhaps another time" Vergil said. "Are Summer and Tai still awake?"

"Nah, they got sleepy star-gazing and decided to call it a night." Ruby answered. She looked up towards the sky held her hand above her eyes, seeing the stars glisten in the night. "Looks really pretty too."

Yang rolled her eyes. "I don't get how people can waste time looking at the sky when they could be doing something fun."

Vergil looked up towards the sky, his expression seemingly blank as he looked up at the stars. He recalled the time Eva and Dante all had a picknick on his and his brother's sixth birthday. She wanted them to see the night sky, unaffected with the artificial light of the city, and look at the stars. She had always enjoyed looking at them, believing them to have a stronger meaning to them. She wished to share her experience with the twins. Neither gained any particular interest in star-gazing after that night, but it was still a good birthday to them.

One of the remaining memories of his past life that he cherished… and brought great sorrow.

"… There are some who believe that the stars hold great meaning." Vergil commented, gaining the girls' attention. "Whether it be guidance for the future, or to learn more about ourselves… but personally… I find interest in how the night sky still seems to come alive. Even with the turmoil our world faces, it's the one good thing that will always be with us."

"…" Yang was silent for a brief moment after hearing that. Vergil wouldn't be one to talk about something with that kind of passion. She felt her expression match her feelings of concern when she realized, he was thinking of his past. She was never told what happened, she could tell it had affected him badly.

To change the mood, she shook her head and sighed. "Geez, Vergil. What's with the cheesy speech? Don't tell me you're getting soft on us?"

That alone made Vergil grin before looking back at Yang. "I'll gladly prove you wrong tomorrow."

Ruby gasped and grinned with sudden anticipation. "Oh boy, those sound like fightin' words! Are we gonna fight? If we are, I'd better polish Crescent Rose!" Ruby said, about to dash off before Vergil stopped her.

"Patience, Ruby." Vergil told her. The slightest of smiles then appeared on Vergil's face before continuing. "For now, get some rest. If either of you are still willing, we'll spar tomorrow. But be sure to bring your best."

Ruby's eyes sparkled at the mention of that, the chance to use her weapon again too joyous to resist. "Will do!" Ruby said, giving her brother a salute before dashing in the house, presumably to her room.

With Ruby gone, Yang laughed before motioning towards the door. "You wanna stay here tonight? Summer still kept you're room the way it was."

"Why am I not surprised?" Vergil thought briefly. "Thank you… but I'm fine at my own place." Vergil said turning and walking away from the house. "Tell Summer and Tai I said hello."

With that, Vergil walked away, leaving Yang alone at the doorway. She looked at Vergil curiously as he left. She didn't know what it was, but… there was something telling her that something happened to Vergil. Something he didn't want to talk about. She quickly tried to ignore it, knowing that Vergil will tell them if something on his mind when he's ready to.

"… Stay safe bro." Yang said quietly as she went back inside.

Unknown to her, as Vergil was walking away, he heard Yang's words, making him smile.

Vergil also heard the door click, prompting him to look back and see that Yang was gone and the door closed. His smile faded as he turned back around and walked on. He took out his scroll and began scrolling through his contacts.

During his time with Raven, she had wished for him to become a part of her clan. His power had already proven great from a young age, becoming more formidable as he grew. Raven thought him how to fight, showing the basics before deciding to train on his own, improving what he had been shown. It wasn't long after that he left the clan. She made it seem like she was someone he could count on. A mentor and friend…

Until he learned the real reason why she wanted him to join, that is…

Nevertheless, Raven had done everything to gain Vergil's trust. This included telling him information on the Maidens. Raven laid the foundation for his knowledge, prompting Vergil to study it more later in life. In the process, it sparked a question the man had always been afraid to ask. How was is Raven came to know of the Maidens' existence?

It seemed that question had finally been answered. Raven was a student at the academy after all, and the Headmaster seemed to know everything about magic-wielders. It only proved his theory furthered is distrust in the man of many secrets.

In her time at Beacon, there was only one person that she relied on, that she trusted her life to… who she would reveal such knowledge to.

Vergil had stopped scrolling when he found the name he was looking for. He dialled and waited for the person to answer.

"Hey Vergi-*HIC*" Orow said when he answered the phone.

From the sounds of things, Qrow had found himself in another bar. "Qrow. Drinking yourself to an early grave again, are we?" Vergil said.

"Whoa… a little snippy there, kiddo." Qrow stated, surprised by Vergil's sharp tongue. "What, am I getting sent to the principal's office?"

"I saw Amber. Ozpin told me about the attack."

"…"

Vergil didn't hear anything from the other end of the line for a few seconds. He closed his eyes and sighed in disappointment at the deafening silence.

"Ozpin let slip I was her bodyguard, huh?"

"… Ozpin said nothing about you… but thank you for proving me right." Vergil sated.

He could hear Qrow choking on liquid from the other side, a sure sign that the Veteran Huntsman realised his mistake.

"And he certainly didn't say anything about you being her protector, as strange as that sounds." Vergil continued. "… How could you have no-"

"I was following her at a distance." Qrow explained. "Amber still wanted to travel the world, so Oz asked me to keep an eye on her. She got too far ahead of me and… well… you know…"

A brief silence formed, which Vergil broke quite quickly. "I understand. Forgive me for my words."

"Nah, it's fine. It shows you care, at least." Orow said with a humorous tone. "So, did you call just to give me a big scolding or what?"

"I'm calling because Ozpin said he was given a description of the attackers. I need you to tell me as well."

"… Heh, let me guess…"

Vergil could tell Qrow was smiling on the other end.

"Whoever was responsible will soon be brought to justice. And I will gladly show you and Ozpin how to do the job properly."

"And there's that damn pride of yours." Qrow commented. "I'll text you the info. For now, I've got a few glasses of scotch on my way. Later kiddo."

Qrow hung up on Vergil. The katana-wielder continued to walk back to his own residence on the Island. As he walked, his Irises slowly shifted from blue to red, the al the emotions he had been feeling in regards to the matter coming to the surface.

For as of now… the real hunt finally begins. And the culprits will weep and suffer by his and, when they come to witness this Devil's power.

"… It begins…"

And that's it for now. Granted i know it's a little shorter compared to some of the other chapters, but was what i was wanting to focus on. And let me tell you it was hard as HECK to write. Had a hard time trying to picture it and had to do the whole thing over and over, which was made longer due to the problems mentioned above...

*Sigh*...

Anyway, that's that. But before I go, to 'TheCambionsAngel', that was a poor move on my part failing to respond to your request sooner, and I apologize. To give you an actual answer to your request, I can't do it. I wanted to, but i wouldn't be able to do it justice since I have poor understanding of Dragonball in general. I tried watching it, didn't help. Sorry about that good sir.

With that, I've nothing left to say. Hope everyone has a good day, and I'll see you all later ;-)