Dragon Ball Super Ultra Vegito: Chapter 2 | Fanfiction

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The planet’s surface trembled under the raw pressure radiating from Beerus. His golden eyes glowed with fury, the energy in his hand swirling into a crackling ball of pure Hakai — destruction incarnate. The air around him distorted from the heat and power.

He glared at Goku and Vegeta, both frozen in place.

“How dare you two fools steal my one and only chance at fighting a warrior on my level!” Beerus thundered. “If you can’t even entertain me for more than a few minutes… then what use are you?”

The sky dimmed as the Hakai sphere pulsed larger in his palm.

“Say goodbye to this realm, mortals. Prepare… to be Hakai’d.”

“Huh?! No—Beerus, wait! You can’t be serious!” Goku stammered, panic setting in. He took a nervous step forward, waving his hands. “There’s gotta be something we can do!”

Vegeta, however, jabbed a thumb at Goku and shouted, “Kill the clown! It was his idea! I didn’t even want to be part of this!”

Goku turned quickly, eyes wide. “Wait, Beerus, listen! We can fuse again! Into someone even more powerful!”

That froze the god mid-motion. He stood silently, the deadly Hakai still glowing in his grasp, eyes narrowing with sudden interest.

“Stronger than your Gogeta?” he asked, voice low. “Whees never informed me of this… What an interesting turn of events.”

The Hakai sphere spun lazily above his finger as he warned, “This better not be a lie… or Earth vanishes. And the two of you with it. Got it?”

Goku was already flailing in the air, waving his arms desperately.

“Don’t worry, Beerus! I swear I’m not lying! There’s another way Vegeta and I can fuse — the way the gods do. Using the Potara earrings!”

He grinned hopefully.

“When we do that, we become Vegito. He’s way stronger than Gogeta! I promise — I think he’ll give you a real run for your money!”

He looked over, but Vegeta wasn’t smiling. In fact, he was staring at Goku like he’d just grown a second head.

What is this clown saying? Vegeta thought, exasperated. He knows just as well as I do… Fusion Dance or Potara — the fused states have more or less the same power level. We’d probably last even less time as Vegito than Gogeta.

Still, Beerus seemed convinced.

The glowing orb of destruction at his fingertip faded with a soft pop.

“Hm… The Potara, of course,” Beerus murmured thoughtfully. “Isn’t that what the Supreme Kai used to fuse with Kabito? Interesting…”

He gave a short nod.

“I do recall Whees mentioning that Vegito made that Zamasu creature look like child’s play.”

He turned back to them, eyes fierce.

“That’ll do. Now fuse. At once. My patience is wearing thin, boys.”

Goku let out a massive sigh of relief and dropped his arms, chuckling nervously. “Heh… That was a close one! I knew you’d listen to reason, Beerus!”

Then, as if flipping a switch, he straightened up and spoke more confidently.

“So, all we need now is a pair of those earrings. Like you said, Supreme Kai probably has some, right? Then we just put one on each — right, Vegeta?”

Vegeta’s response was immediate.

“In your dreams, Kakarot!” he shouted. “It was humiliating enough to fuse with you once already today! You specifically said that would be the last time! How dare you even think I’d fuse with you again?! You’re out of your mind! And there is nothing — I repeat, nothing — you can say that’ll change my mind, you clown!”

There was a brief pause.

And then… another voice entered the conversation, one laced with divine menace.

“Really? Nothing he could say?” Beerus said with an eerily calm tone, as the crackling orb of Hakai power reappeared instantly in his hand.

His aura surged again.

Vegeta turned, eyes wide, sweat dripping down his temple.

In the very next breath, he flipped his entire stance.

“I mean… on second thought, I guess it wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world,” Vegeta said awkwardly, laughing nervously. “That was… good training, after all! It’s helping me understand my Ultra Ego more. Yes, that’s it! Kakarot, fetch those earrings at once!”

Goku floated beside him with a big, smug grin. “No problem, Vegeta. One Vegito coming right up… for you, Lord Beerus!”

But just as quickly, Goku crossed his arms and frowned, clearly struck by a sudden realization.

“…Wait. There’s just one catch, Beerus,” he said, looking over his shoulder. “The Potara earring fusion has a time limit, too. It might end up just like it did with Gogeta. So…”

He rubbed the back of his neck.

“Can we just skip to our final attacks and end it there?”

Vegeta groaned inwardly.

This fool is actually telling him the truth now?

He glanced at Beerus, whose expression was shifting rapidly.

Beerus is looking for a real fight, not a brief skirmish, Vegeta thought, his jaw tightening. I don’t know how he’s going to react to this, Kakarot…

Just as Vegeta feared, the God of Destruction’s scowl deepened. His aura flared once more, the disappointment obvious on his face.

“That… is NO EXCUSE!” Beerus roared. “You will give me the battle I desire — whether those earrings allow it or not! Whees! Come here! At once!”

His shout echoed across the landscape, shaking the sky itself.

And just like that, the air shimmered — and the graceful figure of the angel Whees appeared beside Beerus, his staff in hand, eyes serene.

“You called, my lord?” Whees asked, tilting his head with a slight smile. “What can I help you with? Need more pudding?”

Beerus waved the comment away, his tone now serious.

“No, Whees. The pudding can wait until later.”

He stepped forward.

“For now, I have a much more urgent matter. I wish to battle the fusion of these two Saiynns. I want to fight Vegito — the one who defeated Zamasu.”

He glanced back at Goku and Vegeta.

“But from what I understand… the current version of the Potara earrings, the ones the Supreme Kai uses, can only last a limited time.”

He turned back to Whees.

“What can you do for them so that their fusion lasts longer? I need a day, at least. I intend to pound them into dust.”

Whees smiled, gently lifting his staff.

“I see, my lord. An easy enough task.”

He tapped the base of the staff against the ground.

“One set of angel-grade Potara earrings — on its way.”

With a flash of blue light and divine energy, a pair of sleek, black earrings materialized out of thin air. They zipped across the space, flying directly into the hands of Goku and Vegeta, who each caught one instinctively.

Vegeta blinked, confused. “These are Potara? Why are they black and not green?”

He looked up, scowling at the angel.

“Damn you, Whees. Is there anything you can’t do?”

“Wow… so these will really keep us fused for at least a day, huh?” Goku asked, holding the black Potara earring in his hand, his eyes wide with excitement. “No matter how strong we get?”

He turned to Vegeta with an eager grin.

“This is gonna be awesome! You’re excited too, right, Vegeta?”

Vegeta said nothing. Not a word. He just stood there with a blank expression and dead eyes. Inside, his thoughts were boiling.

Again… I have to become one with this idiot again… This is a violation of my body and soul. What have I been reduced to? And just how long will I be stuck like this — a whole day?! Five minutes was bad enough… Someone get me out of this nightmare.

Still, their bickering and hesitation no longer mattered. They had no choice. Beerus’s eyes were locked on them, and the pressure in the air told them he wasn’t about to wait much longer.

They turned to face each other.

Goku nodded. “Alright. Same as before. I’ll go Ultra Instinct… you go Ultra Ego.”

Vegeta clenched his fists and grumbled. “Yes, yes, I know. Just get on with it, fool.”

And just like that, the transformations began. Goku ascended, his body glowing silver with the serene yet deadly aura of Mastered Ultra Instinct. His hair floated slightly, eyes calm but sharp. Beside him, Vegeta erupted into a blaze of dark purple flame — his Ultra Ego form awakening, violent and intense.

Goku slid the sleek black Potara onto his left ear. Vegeta, already muttering under his breath, attached his to the right.

Damn it… here comes the annoying part, Vegeta thought. I’ll never get used to this—WHOA, damn it!

Before they could even process it, the energy of the earrings activated. In a blink, both were yanked toward each other at breakneck speed — face-first — a collision of god-tier power and ego.

A flash of light engulfed the battlefield.

And then… he stood there.

A single warrior.

Ultra Vegito.

White hair flared high, a storm of purple and silver swirling violently around him. His energy felt alive, crackling with pride and arrogance. Floating horns danced in his aura, and his cocky smirk practically radiated danger.

With a confident stretch of his arms, he cracked his neck and spoke.

“Well, it’s been a while since I was let out of the bag. Good to see I’ve got some upgrades.”

He stepped forward slowly, his gaze locked on Beerus.

“Allow me to introduce myself. I am… Ultra Vegito.”

His smirk widened. “So, Beerus… wanna pick up where my inferior version — Gogeta — left off?”

Then, leaning in just a bit, he added with a sharp edge, “I’ll warn you now — I take more after Vegeta. So don’t expect me to hold back, kitty cat.”

Beerus stared back, unmoved. His eyes, sharp as ever, studied this new fusion with silent caution.

“I can hear that just from your tone,” Beerus replied coldly. “Unlike with Vegeta, though, I hope you can back up those big words.”

He raised one hand, letting energy pulse around his fingers.

“Disappoint me again… and this battle will be your last, Saiynn.”

Vegito’s smirk turned into a grin. “Well then… I’d better get to impressing you.”

In a heartbeat, Vegito launched forward like a missile, moving at a speed even the gods would struggle to follow. His fist slammed hard into Beerus’s gut, bending the god forward with a grunt of pain.

Beerus managed to steady himself, coughing once.

“You… hit harder now,” he admitted, voice raspy. “Looks like Goku wasn’t kidding.”

Vegito grinned even wider. “Actually… my power’s no different than Gogeta’s. That was just a trick he told you — so we could save our energy.”

He leaned in, whispering, “All I’m doing is fighting at full power right out of the gate. Whether I’ve got a day or not… I’m ending this battle now.”

Without hesitation, he raised his hand in front of Beerus’s face and released a shockwave of power — not a blast, but a focused burst to push Beerus back, buying precious space.

He shot upward, flipped into a sharp U-turn mid-air, and came hurtling back with momentum. In a blur, he unleashed a rapid storm of punches and kicks, each one aiming to crack through Beerus’s defense.

Beerus guarded tightly, eyes narrowed.

“You’re a lot more fidgety than the last one, aren’t you?” he muttered between blocks. “All offense, no defense… That’ll be your downfall, fool.”

Vegito laughed. “Who needs defense when you can’t land an attack?”

And with that, he summoned a blade of glowing plasma, slicing it through the air straight toward Beerus’s neck. Beerus barely twisted out of the way in time, the blade missing by inches.

“Almost got you there, kitty.”

Beerus’s eyes narrowed even more, his voice trembling with restrained fury.

“You cocky brat… Somehow, you’ve managed to enrage me even more than those two combined.”

He stepped forward, his aura beginning to pulse with godly energy. “Looks like this form combined not only your power… but the worst parts of your personalities too.”

He raised a hand.

“Fine. If it’s an all-out battle you desire… I’ll skip the warm-up too.”

The ground shook violently beneath them as Beerus’s full power surged to the surface. Thunder crackled across the sky. The very air trembled.

“Behold the full power… of a God of Destruction!”

In a flash, both Ultra Vegito and Beerus surged forward, their fists pulled back. The air exploded with force as their punches collided — a perfect, balanced clash of raw power.

Vegito’s eyes widened. “So… he’s trying now. But…”

He pushed harder, feeling the resistance.

“…it’s not as strong as I thought it’d be. I can win this.”

But the moment their fists parted, a massive explosion rippled out in every direction. The shockwave sent them both flying, crashing into opposite mountains across the battlefield. Smoke and dust filled the sky.

Vegito groaned, rising from the rubble, bruised and rattled.

“Heh… I guess we went a bit overboard, huh?”

Beerus, not far off, rose too — less damaged, more focused.

He managed to keep up with me, Beerus thought. Impossible.

Yet, even now, he could see the difference. Vegito was slowing. Struggling. His form, powerful as it was, had limits.

He’s strong… but he can’t keep this up. The winner of this battle… has already been decided.

From high above, the two clashed again and again, their movements invisible to the naked eye. The land below shattered with every encounter. Then, suddenly, Beerus broke off, darting high into the sky.

He floated there, calm and composed, before raising one hand.

A ball of Hakai energy formed — far larger than before. It pulsed ominously, humming with enough power to destroy a planet ten times over.

He looked down at Vegito and smirked.

“Well, Saiynn… this was fun,” Beerus said coldly. “But in the end, you were no challenge to me.”

The Hakai pulsed louder.

“I’ll spare the Earth… but you die today. To the power of Hakai. For your crimes of disappointing me.”

His voice rang out, final and absolute.

“Ego… Instinct… it all proves meaningless to the power of a god.”

With a flick of his wrist, the massive sphere of destruction came roaring downward, straight toward Ultra Vegito.

Vegito didn’t move. He stood there, calm… silent… watching it descend.

Then, slowly, he raised his hand into a familiar position.

“This… this is it.”

His voice was low.

“Go big or go home.”

“KAME… HAME…”

But just before the Hakai ball could touch his face, Vegito vanished.

Instant Transmission.

A heartbeat later, he reappeared right in front of Beerus — point blank — startling the god so thoroughly he flinched.

“How did you get up here like that?!” Beerus gasped.

But before he could react—

“FINAL… KAMEHAMEHA!”

The blast hit him dead-on, exploding in a blinding wave of light and sound. The heavens themselves shook.

Far below, one quiet figure stood, watching.

It was Whees.

He folded his hands in front of him, a small frown tugging at the corner of his lips.

“I knew this wasn’t a good idea,” Whees said softly. “Goodbye… Lord Beerus.”

Suddenly, the scene shifted. Far away, in the peaceful Land of the Kais…

“Kibito!” came a shout.

“Yes, my lord?” Kibito responded from within the palace kitchen. “Your tea will be ready soon. Would you like it brought out to you?”

The Supreme Kai — Shin — chuckled. “Kibito, my friend, you know I can get my—”

He paused.

His voice cut off mid-sentence.

His hands trembled. His eyes widened.

A terrible silence fell.

Shin’s entire existence began to fade… the life force draining from his body.

For as the world knew all too well—

The fate of the Supreme Kai… was tied to that of the God of Destruction.

“…My lord…”

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