Strange Encounter (Chai)

'WEE WOO WEE WOO WEE WOO WEE WOO WEE WOO--'

"Guardia, please, I am trying to drive."

    Guardia leaned out of the police car's window, his sunglass secured over his eye with a few pieces of tape, as he lacked the ears to keep it in place. While the sentient sword was imitating police car sounds since their siren was broken, Chai was hastily piloting the vehicle through the streets. A report of a case of apparent second-degree murder had been swiftly reported to the local police, and had been forwarded to the Blue Banner Army since the culprit was a user of ki. Witnesses had already stated that the black-haired man had blasted a merchant when he was refused service for his race and low status... Discriminatory charges would have been enforced upon the merchant, should he still be in this world.

    Following the screams and the trail of smoke in the air, Chai swiftly parked the black and white car near the scene of the crime. The poor merchant was burnt to a crisp. Luckily the local police force had already gone through crowd control, sending most of the pedestrians away from the scene of the crime... Chai bit his lip, unsure of how he would handle this situation. Perhaps he could talk it out, and turn this killer into a proper citizen... Then again, Chai knew better now than to get his hopes that high. "Guardia-- you remember how to shapeshift, right?" Chai asked, eyeing a trail of food nearby, more than likely left by the criminal. '...Yeeeaaah, I do. Why?' 

            ...And so began the duo's crazy plan.

    Chai soared into the air, flying ahead of Cloud. Police neaby had already began to set up roadblocks to divert the killer to where the zoanthrope had began to lay his trap, while also handling crowd control. Guardia snickered internally, having taken the inanimate form of a large, golden compass, coupled with a silver chain. The sun shining down caused the golden trinket's form to glimmer. Any no-good killer would more than likely get greedy and try and pick the valuable gadget up for themselves, right? So went Chai's train of thought.

    The zoan was also shapeshifted, now perched in a nearby tree. His once intimidating, seven foot form had been reduced to a small black and white magpie that chirped in the tree, watching carefully for someone to come and trigger his trap. As soon as the killer stopped to bend down and pick up the silver and gold laying inconspicuously in the street, Chai would carry out the next phase of his master plan. He could only hope the actual killer would be the one to pick it up, and he'd fall for the trap in the first place. But for now, all they had to do was wait.

    Chai watched from his perch, blackened eye narrowing nervously as he watched the criminal approach. If he didn't fall for this trap, well... Chai didn't want to use force, and it would be tricky to brainstorm anything else. But, alas, the murderer did indeed hastily pick up Guardia's shifted form, causing the duo to both snicker internally. Oh, this was going to be good.

    Soon enough, Cloud took off, leaving Chai to fly out off his branch, the inconspicious magpie flying a few dozen feet over Cloud, watching as a dull, rainbow glow began to emanate from the compass. Alongside the glow, a voice would echo in the back of Cloud's mind- Guardia's telepathy. '...One thing to say to you, criminal.' The compass demon spoke. With a flash, his eye appeared on the face of the compass, narrowed with almost giddy hostility. 'PSYCHE!' 

    With a puff of smoke, Guardia's form shifted again, this time into a tight, rainbow-laced ki net that would hopefully fall and wrap around Cloud to keep him in place. While a normal net would probably break like a twig in the face of a fighter, this was Guardia- a living, breathing demon that wasn't going to snap so easily, no matter his form. Should Guardia's trap succeed in imobilizing the murderer, another snicker from the blade would echo in Cloud's head. 'Phah! You really fell for that, murderer?!' The sentient net cackled, the eye on the center of the meshwork rolling in amusement. 'Boy, you sure are lucky, though. If any other member of the Blue Banner Army were here, you'd be a smoldering corpse right now.' The demon's eyelid drooped, looking down at his prey for a moment.

    On cue, the magpie that had been stalking Cloud created a similar puff of smoke from above, letting Chai revert to his normal form and dive to the ground. Chai took a deep breath in before landing beside the (hopefully) trapped hybrid. Already, some of the nearby city dwellers had began to peer out of their homes, murmuring among themselves. Chai bit his lip, unsure of what to do with Cloud. Maybe, just maybe... "L-look, kid." Chai stammered, softened eyes focusing on the netted murderer. He had an idea- a very crazy idea. "I... I can let you go kind of, and we can forget this all ever happened." His single eye narrowed. "...One one condition. Are you willing to hear me out, young one?"

    Guardia's eye narrowed as the trapped murderer spoke of the Blue Banner Army being much too kind and sensitive to do much killing or fighting. The sentient net just snickered. 'Tell that to our Premier- He's off fighting the ENTIRE Solar Empire right now on Vegeta!' Guardia's eye rolled again, briefly darting up to his partner when the zoan approached from above, seeing if Cloud would hear him out on his somewhat ridiculous and risky deal.

    And somehow, the kid was willing to hear Chai out! "O-Oh, really? Huh." Chai blinked, clearing his throat. "Well, first things first, you can't go around murdering and stealing stuff." The zoan put a hand on Guardia's meshed, apprehensive surface. He was just one pull away from having the sword shift back to normal, and thus would free Cloud. But, he couldn't trust the hybrid enough to let him go yet. "And I can't just let you go with your word that you won't do it, unforunentally. So... Eheheheh..."

    "...I'm gonna need you to hang with me for awhile so I can help reform you into a proper citizen of Earth." Chai bit his lip. "B-but it won't be that bad! I've got a house over in the Bamboo Woods, snacks, and a cool dojo if you'd like to stay for awhile and train or spar or something." The meek, seven-foot goatman scratched the back of his neck, eyes darting to the side. Guardia was less than amused- Chai didn't tell him about this part of the plan! Honestly, he was too nice for his own good sometimes.

    "It's just-- I can't leave you unsupervised when I get the feeling you're just one click away from murdering another guy." Chai nodded along, hoping that the killer would at least understand where he was coming from, even if he wouldn't agree to the goat's terms. "I am an Earthling of second chances, after all. What do you say?"