Twas the Night Before Christmas: A Tale of the Fallen Dragon and the Ape Warrior(Intro)
It was the night before Christmas, and all through the rubble of what was once Genkai’s temple, not a creature was stirring—not even a mouse. Mostly because the mouse had sensed the astronomical rising power levels and fled three prefectures away. Yusuke Urameshi lay embedded in a granite wall, his gi torn, his chest heaving. The Spirit Gun energy on his finger fizzled out like a wet firework. A golden boot hovered into his vision. "You have until midnight, the eve of Christmas, to complete your quest," Vegeta scoffed, floating with his arms crossed, looking down at the battered detective. Yusuke groaned, pulling himself out of the crater. "I'm well aware of that, but what is my quest?" he snapped, wiping blood from his lip. "Koenma just pointed at the sky and screamed! I lost a lot more power than I was counting on fighting those A-Class apparitions earlier." The air pressure dropped. Vegeta grabbed Yusuke by his torn collar, his eyes flashin...