ZEXAMA VS A TREE (and others) Saga/DE

The child gasped with awe at the massive tree growing, and suddenly his nerves began to swell. He looked over to Zexama, who seemed to be focused and determined, and decided to try not to show her his fear. The planet itself seemed to be quaking under the ever increasing weight of the tree, and the fog shrouding the landscape obfuscated vision. The tiny lizard boy contemplated staying on the ship, but as Zexama flew forwards gently, he flew alongside her.

The entire planet felt like it was on the brink of something, the cusp of a revelation. Tension heavied each of the child's formerly carefree breaths.

The child took inventory of his items as he flew next to his teacher/crush. He had his broken scouter, from his first space flight ever, his vial of secret special drink that he stole from an officially sanctioned galactic infirmary, and he had the small piece of blue fabric which was really really soft, which he had held on to since he was three.
"HEY! Wait take this quick!!" Brisk turned to the bubblegum girl next to him and offered her the vial. If she accepted, he would explain that she should swallow it if she got hurt or needed more energy. If not, he would put away his items and turn back around to keep going forward with a sturdy nod.

He looked down at his open palms, and imagined using an attack on the tree, or on the enemies, but he couldn't seem to convince himself he would be strong enough to do anything. His whole life, the child had dreamed of meeting powerful fighters, learning from them, and fighting against them. Now, here he was, on the cusp of a giant battle, and all he could feel was fear. Where was the excitement he had harbored for all those years out in space?

Brisk gulped. For the first time in his life, he was feeling... Uncertainty.
Fear?

When Zexama shouted out, the arcosian braced himself, taking on the best battle stance he could, his eyes darting left and right, searching for the enemy. And then... he began to feel a twinge of excitement. There was no need to worry! Zexama had taught him! His adrenaline was pounding...

And... he was gonna win!!!

(Thread PL:  62,036)

Luffa scanned the vessel overhead, noting it was the Arcosian flagship that had escaped the Fall of Arcose. "Are we to fight ghosts, now?" He asked Queen Zucceta idly as the two fighters disembarked.

His golden scouter flashed as he took a reading of the young Arcosian's power level, rising up to face off with him at Queen Zucceta's command. His arms were folded over his chest, and his heavy auric cloak hung stiff in the building wind. He kept a tight leash on his ki, letting it throb through his blood vessels when he wanted to explode. "Look at this, a lizard hatching.” Luffa said with a smirk, “I’m going to enjoy busting you up. Maybe your head will hang from my hearth.”

His scouter reported the freak’s power level: >(76,110)<

“What is this, your Joke Form?” Luffa asked, cracking the thick muscles on his neck audibly. “I could break you without even trying.” He boasted with a sneer. “I still laugh at the look on your Empress’s face when she died. But the funniest part was watching your world burn! Stuck up lizards, finally finding their rightful place in the galaxy. Beneath our feet.”

His eyes glanced warily at the pink gummy alien nearby. He didn’t like the look of it, whatever it was.

Returning his attention to Brisk, Luffa threw off his cloak, his brilliant emerald aegis revealed as his power level soared to his normal fighting levels. He held out a hand, palm up, beckoning silently with upward curls of his fingers.

The shadow of the Tree of Might slowly rolled over them all as it grew.

Squinting as he tried to make out the silhouette rapidly approaching, Brisk heard a sharp whistle, and a second figure appeared. Approaching closer into view, the two opposing groups converged at once. The female.. Was that… his friend from earth, Radasahasdash?

He cocked his head slightly with confusion when suddenly her ki ignited violently, bursting forward in a familiar golden torrent, her hair standing on end and changing color. His eyes widened as he realized… The two were saiyans!!!!

His fear evaporated immediately. He had a million saiyan friends and they were all super cool and also saiyans were legendary fighters from around the galaxy. Maybe he could even get trained by one! "Zexama!!" Brisk whined, "You didn't tell me they would be saiyanssssssss…." He looked on with awe, his mouth wide at Zucceta's incredible display of power. "Can you do the really buff one too? My friend on earth can get super muscular… Maybe you're friends with her?" Brisk stopped for a moment, pondering if it was racist to ask if all saiyans knew each other.

But soon enough, Zexama and the saiyan were battling! With seemingly overwhelming amounts of Ki, they engaged in heated combat. Brisk wondered which saiyan was named Zucceta, or if that was just Zexama's battle cry. Brisk gasped, watching the fight with anticipation as the second saiyan came over to him. "Hey!! Can you do the gold hair too!?" Brisk looked at him hopefully. "Can you show me? Pleeeeeease!?"

The seven year old furrowed his brows as he attempted to comprehend the things the saiyan, who looked to be around his age, was saying. Jokes? Empress? World burning? Lizards? Okay, Brisk understood the latter, as he did notice that earth lizards looked a lot like him. "I'm really good at jokes," Brisk burst excitedly, unable to contain the flow of sentences tumbling out of his lips. "Do you wanna play? Or are you too old to play? Some people I met say that they're too old for kid games but I think we could have fun, plus, you can fly just like me!"

As the saiyan threw off his cloak, Brisk seemed to be deep in thought.
...Why would the cool space-saiyans kill Zexama's friend?

Luffa gritted his teeth at the idiot lizard’s insultingly stupid questions. Was the lizard trying to goad him? Yes… the changelings were devious creatures, intelligent but marred by their own arrogance. He’d make certain to wipe that smirk off of the changeling’s face. He had to crush the dolt quickly so he could retrieve a fruit from the Tree of Might. Then he would be unstoppable.

“Enough talk, time to die!”

Luffa carefully gaged the distance then shot forward, flickering from view to reappear just in front of Brisk, delivering a sharp roundhouse aimed straight at the biogem on his head before spinning with a back-fisted arm. Should the changeling block these, the little prince would throw a bright green ball of ki point black against the Arcosian and sprint gamely back, awaiting counter-reprisals while keeping an eye on the lizard’s tail. They were just as much of a weapon as the rest of a changeling’s limbs.

He was hoping Brisk would open himself up, allow himself to think this was the full extend of Luffa’s prowess. It would be a fatal calculation, if Brisk thought them evenly matched. A smirk formed on the prince’s scarred face after hopping back, hands up high, hackles raised.

Zexama faced Zucceta and was a great distance behind in strength. Her fist, grabbed and suspended in the air, un-able to move with sustainable effort. As Zucceta explained the unfortunate situation about Wyntre’s, head, she grits her mouth and attempted to pull her hand out of the grip of Zucceta. As soon as she did so though the Queen of Sayians continued her assaulted by punching the bubblegum princess straight in the nose. She would of succeeded if her hand was not up from before and her other hand came to join the defence. Her hands pressed against each other to block the punching coming her way, although it didn’t stop the fist, it definitely slowed it down so that all that happened was her hands hit into her head still hurting and sending her back.

She corrected her flight path and looked at Zucceta in the eyes, before spitting out some candy water which closely resembled the red water the Humans called blood. She then shouted at Zucceta with hatred in her voice. ”YOU ARE NOTHING TO WYTNRE! EVEN HER HEAD IS SUPERIOR TO YOU! Her corpse is your better!” Zexama quickly glanced at Brisk before shaking her head slowly. She then whispered to him telepathically. ”Brisk, you fool. Don’t react to a single thing I am saying. However, I have something to tell you about these… ‘fun Saiyans’. They murdered my best friend who was an Arcosian and after that KILLED EVERY SINGLE ARCOSIAN ON ARCOSE ALONG WITH DEEMING THE PLANET AS A TREE POT! They plan to do the exact same thing here.”

Even though Zexama was in such a serious mood, she managed to find a joke that seemed to fit the moment. She shouted out to Zucceta. ”WELL I’M A BETTER GARDENER THAN YOU!” Zexama had to shout it out because it was necessary, but now she was back in serious mode. Her fists shaking slowly as the combined pain was building up within her. She detected a power level way off behind her and I seemed to be that it was Zezori, an old friend. Sending another telepathic message, she said. ”Zezori, long time no see but I have a plan. I can stun Zucceta soon if you charge up an attack, it will disable her attack as well if we are lucky.”


Zexama saw in the corner of her eye Brisk about to engage in battle, but she had no time for that. She had to make sure that Zucceta didn’t attack her or that Zezori didn’t betray Zexama and kill Brisk or herself. Zexama got into another defensive stance since it saved her from a lot of pain just before so hopefully she could hold off until a moment of chance was available for her to attack. She then finished with a flat dull insult.

”Wyntre is the true ruler of this quadrant, monkey.”

PL: 49,136
Heavy Weights: Off
Form: Suppressed

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His ship soon arrived in orbit over Kanassa, the bronze Arcosian looking down at the planet as the sensors started blaring out alarms. There were several high ranking power signatures down on the planet below, including the growing form of the insidious biological weapon of the Solar Saiyan Empire; the Tree Of Might. Abzerute glared at the readouts from his ships Scouter relay, biting his thumb as he considered his options. "Perhaps I should have remained on Namek instead..." he muttered to himself before shaking his head, steeling his resolve for the coming conflict. "No matter. I'm here now. Begin our descent, and let's see just who we're dealing with." he ordered his minions, the Majin pair who were one beginning the landing sequence for the starship.

As the ship began to land, he could see through the viewport exactly who and what was going on here. There was the Queen of Saiyans herself, a tailless youth garbed in Saiyan armour, a young Arcosian who appeared to already be in his True Form, some strange looking Saiyan female who has between the two youths, a Majin female who was currently fighting the Saiyan Queen, and two humans by the looks of it... and at least four of them were registering on the sensors as easily being in the millions on the power level scale readouts.

The bronze Arcosian exited his vessel, making his way to stand be beside the younger Arcosian, keeping his eyes on the Saiyans whilst his Scouter kept track of the Tree's progress. He wouldn't be able to take a shot at it, not till the ones who had planted it were swiftly dealt with. His one regret right now was that the effects of his training on the way here had yet to take effect... no matter. He looked around, trying to determine if there were any other forces... but strangely there was not. No grand army, no troop of Saiyan warriors... as far as he could tell, there was only Zucceta and this male...

His eyes narrowed as a hypothesis came to his mind. "Am I incorrect in the assumption that you came out here, to a planet in the neutral space between our two empires, to plant this biological terror of yours... simply to feed yourself and this one Saiyan its tainted fruits?" the bronze Arcosian inquired, already forming a distaste for this male who had been trying to combat the young Arcosian. He looked down towards the white Arcosian for a moment, giving them a reassuring nod, then back to the Saiyan male. "Perhaps you'd be better off facing someone your own size Saiyan... or are you only capable of fighting children? Is that why you need the fruit I wonder?" Abzerute goaded, as he moved to try and place himself between the Arcosian and the Saiyan, glancing to the strange female already between the two youths.

He had no way of knowing which side this female was on... she appeared to be Saiyan, but as he had seen back on Namek, that did not necessarily mean that she was on the side of the Solar Saiyan Empire. And the fact that she was stood between this male and the Arcosian would seem to indicate that she owed no allegiance to the Empire... as it was, he was standing in his Suppressed Form, and the male in his current state was roughly twenty thousand units above him in power... that would no doubt give him some arrogant confidence, since the younger Arcosian was seemingly stronger than Abzerute was. An arrogance that he would exploit.

The call had not been entirely unexpected, news had been spreading of strange goings on around Kanassa indications that there was a strange plant like formation growing on it and possible identified SSE ships in the area, the lack of any specific ships being sent to Kanassa on business meant it was someone on something more personal, the plant information narrowed it down further. Zucceta.

Habana had expected that perhaps it would be Zucceta herself ringing Habana to see if she would like to join in on whatever it was she was doing, it was VERY likely that usage of that would result in some negative attention coming her way and while Habana was not personally fond of what Zucceta was doing she had every intention of defending her friend and Queen. As well if she received the call to arms it would allow Habana better chance to ensure that the Kanassan’s did not receive the same treatment as the Arcosians, the fish like psychics were not allies by any means, they were Arcosian Empire controlled for so long that they were at least somewhat loyal at least until Mayze all but annihilated there world and they received no aid in the aftermath.

But they were not age-old enemies in the same vein of the Arcosians and theoretically having the aid of individual Kanassan’s could be a VERY significant benefit to the Empire, it would certainly be a problem getting them to come around with their world being drained dry but perhaps offering them a new world from among the many uninhabited worlds in the Empire’s control would provide some leeway but that would be for down the road, none would be particularly interested NOW.

But unexpectedly it was NOT Zucceta who contacted her scouter and instead it was Ochus, the Zoon medical officer that was tasked with the nigh impossible mission of keeping Zucceta patched up, evidently as Habana had anticipated the usage of the Tree had drawn a whole lot of negative attention as powerful energy signatures had made there way to Kanassa just a bit after the tree was planted with a Majin loyal to Wyntre arriving to challenge Zucceta.

Arriving on the planet had provided Habana with a much greater insight into the situation, she could feel the power signatures of all the assembled warriors and there were far more than just Zucceta and a single enemy signature, she could feel, much to her annoyance, the power of the young Prince Luffa, as well as several other signatures, to her surprise and great interest Habana could feel yet another familiar signature, the Guardian of Earth, Bing. A vicious grin spread across her lips as she felt his power, he was still incredibly powerful, more so than he had been before and still more so than herself but Habana could not help but feel the urge to engage him in battle, where once his power had been impossibly beyond her own it was not not quite as eclipsing.

“Captain… mother… I need you to stay behind, protect the ships and see to it that the Kanassan’s get a fair chance at escaping the planet, keep your scouter handy to call down the ship if you need to vacate the planet, I’ll be sending it into the atmosphere to keep it safe.” Habana said, she had hoped that the battle would be one Jala could participate in but by what she could feel Habana could tell it was way beyond her mother's current power, perhaps if she could still go Oozaru and Zucceta threw up the Power Ball it would be a good choice, a solid four hundred thousand would be nothing to sniff at, but as of now Jala could only top out in the middle range of a hundred thousand and too many of the warriors exceeded her power, Jala would be needed to ensure that if Habana or Zucceta feel that they had a chance to be pulled from the fray and brought to either Zucceta’s ship or the Eclipse, the tiny ship that had brought Habana and Jala here.

Jala briefly looked frustrated by Habana’s words but with a frown she nodded “I’ll keep my channel open, cal if you need me to enter the fray or pull someone out of it. Take care and give them hfil.” Jala said giving Habana a grin and placing a hand on her shoulder, Habana returned the gesture before turning to face the direction of the battle, with a flash she would dart forward utilizing the enhanced speed of the After-Image to cross the distance from where they had landed, with Habana’s departure the Eclipse’s hatch closed and it’s engines fired up allowing it to lift off and rocket into the atmosphere.

Arriving on the scene Habana grinned as her heart began to pump, the ‘Ultra’ Super Saiyan transformations rush iof adrenaline was a lot more manageable now after a bit more usage, even the second usage of it had been infinitely easier to control though she could feel the urge to simply strike at the enemies without giving them an opportunity to escape quite strongly. Drawing nearer Habana would begin to step up into the air to give herself a better vantage point. Surveying the assembled warriors she could now put faces to the powers she had felt, two arcosians, one rather young by the looks of it. A majin that at least held the appearance of a young girl, about as likely to BE as it was to have only recently eaten one, an unfamiliar woman with distinctly saiyan features, she held a rather incredible level of power but her what seemed to be like a super saiyan state looked off.

Where exactly this warrior stood in regards to the conflict was unclear to Habana but with any luck she stood with the Empire, while her allegiance was cloudy at best for the moment Habana was rather certain of the last warrior’s. Bing was certainly standing against Zucceta as he had before. Rolling her shoulders Habana would draw her arms out to her sides her palms facing outward as she did so, slowly energy would begin building up in each palm. “Well isn't this a neat little gathering, sorry if I’m sorta just barging in on your fight Zucc but I got a call and decided to check out what was going on over here and it seems that once again everyone’s decided to play ‘swarm the saiyan’ so I figure evening up the odds is only fair.” more energy would flow into Habana’s palms coalescing into swirling masses of golden energy.

“I’m only going to give one warning now, everyone not loyal to the Saiyan Solar Empire should vacate the area and more specifically the planet. Arcosians, consider this a gift, you’re people are fractured and lost, you two are probably among the strongest of your kind still alive, I’d suggest NOT wasting your lives on this battle, you lack the strength needed to make a meaningful impact” Habana stated unconcerned with offending the Arcosians in favor of giving them a chance to survive, she held no significant care for Arcosians but two powerful warrior Arcosians with an interest in facing down the Empire would provide the Empire with powerful enemies to test itself against. Ideal enemies for warriors like Pin, Brassica, and others to fight.

“You others should vacate as well, I offer the chance to vacate as well to you others though I can imagine that to be somewhat less likely to occur, especially you” Habana said her gaze settling in on Bing “Guardian, it is pleasant to see you again. I had hoped to do so under… better conditions, I wanted to visit the Earth again to have a proper rematch, maybe even a chance to face off with Maeve once again, how has she been? I hope she’s grown stronger since our battle, it was the greatest fight of my life. I suppose though that will become a bit less likely now” Habana said with a shrug, sounding almost casual as she addressed the Guardian in spite of actively charging up her most powerful technique. “This will have to do, better than nothing I guess..”

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