Post by Majin Shuuzam on Jan 6, 2017 3:54:13 GMT
Today, the Shuuzams family woke up peacefully, the sun rays peaked through the windows and the birds chirped their humming tunes. Shuuzam had still been the small majin that appeared around this time, he always wore an oversized shirt his mother gave to him for lack of better clothes, he eventually just got used to it and ONLY wore oversized shirts, it should be remembered how small he was at the time...the shirt looked like a gown on him from how much bigger it was.
His father never mind the oversized shirt as Shuuzam was still an effective fighter without the shirt being much of distraction, probably because of the durability of his majin flesh. Shuuzam had been doing his parents a solid by keeping the house straightened up every chance he got. He didn’t get out the house much anyway so it wasn’t something he minded doing although the feeling of wanting to get out more was growing with each passing day. His training could probably take the most blame for these feelings.
Shuuzam may have gotten better at his father's style of fighting with each passing day, but what was the point if all he would ever do is spar with his father? Shuuzam did his best to not complain but that only made his itch more prominent. Shaking the thought off of his head he noticed he hadn’t much left to do in relation to cleaning up the house, well...besides one thing. He retreated to the laundry room in which he made his own personal cave when the parents weren’t around, it could have some connection this room being where his mother first noticed him.
He’d come here every so often to snack up on the groceries brought home. Shuuzam could really put it away, his parents had to buy double what they would as Shuuzam would devour a enough to last more than a day...IN a day. He still had some left overs from the day before in the laundry room. He moved to lay in the few shirts piled around, holding a bag of chips in his arms, proceeding to munch down on them. He stayed here for a while, at least until he started to hear distant sounds of explosions and faint screaming. He raised an eyebrow looking to the window in the room.
He could here steps rushing around his house, soon he saw that those steps belonged to his parents when the both of them appeared in front of him. They looked in relief.
“I told you it wasn’t Shuuzam…” His mother said to his father. Shuuzam looked between the two in confusion wondering what it was that they were talking about. He was suddenly able to feel the presence of another near the house. He looked to the window again with a raised eyebrow. Getting up off his behind he walked passed his parents to the front door. His mother reached a hand as if to stop him, but looking to her husband she knew that there was no real need to. The small majin made it outside, a small gap between him and the one responsible for the explosions and cries he heard.
It was a being he never saw before, a being of green skin, and small antenna on their forehead. Shuuzam blinked, looking to the figure, his hands gripped into fists. Whatever this invader was, he didn’t seem to be too alien to the knowledge of Shuuzams race. The small majin floated from off of the ground, rushing the green menace, first delivering a kick to which was blocked by a strong elbow. The green figure grinned in malice moving his own leg to attack Shuuzam from the side. Landing the kick it sent Shuuzam a ways back, he pulled himself together rolling like a ball in the air before catching himself.
In a flash the green invader would appear before him sending a punch to his face, sending the majin to crash down unto the earth below, a small crater underneath him. Before he could be attacked again, Shuuzam pulled his legs back like springs, when the green one came at him again he sent a spring like kick to the green ones face. Picking himself out of the crater he was at another stand off with the green one, he looked to the figure, letting out a growl.
The green one laughed at the small majin. “You are wondering why I’m doing this aren’t you?” The green menace would launch himself forward again grabbing Shuuzam by his face. Throwing the majin in the air he would send a punch into his stomach, leading up to a combination attack launching the majin forward and shooting a beam from both his eyes to blast the majin. Shuuzam landed on his back, the opposition came down over the majin pressing his foot on his chest. “Do I need a reason? Do I REALLY? I have the power...that’s really all there is to it…” He reached and grabbed Shuuzam by his antenna. “Even against a majin like you...I, as a namekian have the power to destroy things as I please, I don’t need a reason to do this...I simply can!”
The namekian let out a laugh, Shuuzam didn’t really have anything to say in reply, though in the time he was being held by the namekian he had been pulling his limbs back like a spring, when he was ready he sent his arms and his legs to shoot into the Namekian, blowing the wind out of him. The Evil namekian landed on his back, slowly bringing himself to his feet, his eyes bulged almost out of his body, trying to catch his breath.
Shuuzam watched, growling before swiping his hand to the side, creating a red disk in his hand. Raising it over his head. “Pancake…” He launched the disk at the namekians chest. “Burner!” Upon impact the disk of ki exploded on the namekian knocking him on the ground. Shuuzam appeared over the namekian, creating a shadow over his face. He reached and grabbed the namekian by his face. Anger in his eyes he absorbed the namekian, taking in the entire body of the alien. The shirt Shuuzam wore...was no longer oversized. He looked back to his house to see his parents. With a breath of air he walked to them, and was quickly hugged by his mother.
His father just looked, having saw him absorbed the namekian he didn’t know what to say, but his mother did. Before she could say anything Shuuzam put a hand up in dismiss. “That boy that disappeared a few years back...I know it was me” His mother didn’t emote and just looked to her son. “I can’t stay here anymore…” Ironically, this wasn’t because of what he did a long time ago...he couldn’t stay in that house any longer, the moment he walked out the house to fight that namekian would be the last time he ever came out of that house. Without another word, Shuuzam flew off in a burst of Ki. The emotions of both parties were unclear, but he would do his best to remember his parents even if he never saw them again.
His father never mind the oversized shirt as Shuuzam was still an effective fighter without the shirt being much of distraction, probably because of the durability of his majin flesh. Shuuzam had been doing his parents a solid by keeping the house straightened up every chance he got. He didn’t get out the house much anyway so it wasn’t something he minded doing although the feeling of wanting to get out more was growing with each passing day. His training could probably take the most blame for these feelings.
Shuuzam may have gotten better at his father's style of fighting with each passing day, but what was the point if all he would ever do is spar with his father? Shuuzam did his best to not complain but that only made his itch more prominent. Shaking the thought off of his head he noticed he hadn’t much left to do in relation to cleaning up the house, well...besides one thing. He retreated to the laundry room in which he made his own personal cave when the parents weren’t around, it could have some connection this room being where his mother first noticed him.
He’d come here every so often to snack up on the groceries brought home. Shuuzam could really put it away, his parents had to buy double what they would as Shuuzam would devour a enough to last more than a day...IN a day. He still had some left overs from the day before in the laundry room. He moved to lay in the few shirts piled around, holding a bag of chips in his arms, proceeding to munch down on them. He stayed here for a while, at least until he started to hear distant sounds of explosions and faint screaming. He raised an eyebrow looking to the window in the room.
He could here steps rushing around his house, soon he saw that those steps belonged to his parents when the both of them appeared in front of him. They looked in relief.
“I told you it wasn’t Shuuzam…” His mother said to his father. Shuuzam looked between the two in confusion wondering what it was that they were talking about. He was suddenly able to feel the presence of another near the house. He looked to the window again with a raised eyebrow. Getting up off his behind he walked passed his parents to the front door. His mother reached a hand as if to stop him, but looking to her husband she knew that there was no real need to. The small majin made it outside, a small gap between him and the one responsible for the explosions and cries he heard.
It was a being he never saw before, a being of green skin, and small antenna on their forehead. Shuuzam blinked, looking to the figure, his hands gripped into fists. Whatever this invader was, he didn’t seem to be too alien to the knowledge of Shuuzams race. The small majin floated from off of the ground, rushing the green menace, first delivering a kick to which was blocked by a strong elbow. The green figure grinned in malice moving his own leg to attack Shuuzam from the side. Landing the kick it sent Shuuzam a ways back, he pulled himself together rolling like a ball in the air before catching himself.
In a flash the green invader would appear before him sending a punch to his face, sending the majin to crash down unto the earth below, a small crater underneath him. Before he could be attacked again, Shuuzam pulled his legs back like springs, when the green one came at him again he sent a spring like kick to the green ones face. Picking himself out of the crater he was at another stand off with the green one, he looked to the figure, letting out a growl.
The green one laughed at the small majin. “You are wondering why I’m doing this aren’t you?” The green menace would launch himself forward again grabbing Shuuzam by his face. Throwing the majin in the air he would send a punch into his stomach, leading up to a combination attack launching the majin forward and shooting a beam from both his eyes to blast the majin. Shuuzam landed on his back, the opposition came down over the majin pressing his foot on his chest. “Do I need a reason? Do I REALLY? I have the power...that’s really all there is to it…” He reached and grabbed Shuuzam by his antenna. “Even against a majin like you...I, as a namekian have the power to destroy things as I please, I don’t need a reason to do this...I simply can!”
The namekian let out a laugh, Shuuzam didn’t really have anything to say in reply, though in the time he was being held by the namekian he had been pulling his limbs back like a spring, when he was ready he sent his arms and his legs to shoot into the Namekian, blowing the wind out of him. The Evil namekian landed on his back, slowly bringing himself to his feet, his eyes bulged almost out of his body, trying to catch his breath.
Shuuzam watched, growling before swiping his hand to the side, creating a red disk in his hand. Raising it over his head. “Pancake…” He launched the disk at the namekians chest. “Burner!” Upon impact the disk of ki exploded on the namekian knocking him on the ground. Shuuzam appeared over the namekian, creating a shadow over his face. He reached and grabbed the namekian by his face. Anger in his eyes he absorbed the namekian, taking in the entire body of the alien. The shirt Shuuzam wore...was no longer oversized. He looked back to his house to see his parents. With a breath of air he walked to them, and was quickly hugged by his mother.
His father just looked, having saw him absorbed the namekian he didn’t know what to say, but his mother did. Before she could say anything Shuuzam put a hand up in dismiss. “That boy that disappeared a few years back...I know it was me” His mother didn’t emote and just looked to her son. “I can’t stay here anymore…” Ironically, this wasn’t because of what he did a long time ago...he couldn’t stay in that house any longer, the moment he walked out the house to fight that namekian would be the last time he ever came out of that house. Without another word, Shuuzam flew off in a burst of Ki. The emotions of both parties were unclear, but he would do his best to remember his parents even if he never saw them again.