(FULL MOON ACTIVE) Its another sunny day in West Capitol and Pota is walking back to his crashed pod on the outskirts of the City after visiting the grocery for some basic cooking spices and planting seeds for his garden he was gonna grow. " Alright time to get back home and get started on something to sleep in besides my pod and get some of this food planted can't wait for some good old potato and dinosaur meat stew." Pota was about to take off and fly away then took a quick look around and thinking to himself "If I take off here I may scare some people on accident better just walk until I get outside of town where less people are gonna be likely to see me." So Pota started walking in the direction he came from but accidentally took a wrong turn to and ended up in a less reputable part of town, though Pota didn't suspect a thing being dense as he was, just kept on humming down the street without a care in the world. "Hey kid you lost or something? This is our part of town you gots to pay a toll before walking down our street." Pota simply smiles and looks at who he assumes is the lead thug of the six thugs that had surrounded him and chuckles. "Needed a little bit of a work out anyway, with no sparring partner training is a little dull you guys are kinda a breath of fresh air other than those weird guys in suits the other day." Just as Pota was about to get ready for a fight more and more thugs started pouring out of the surrounding houses with various weapons, until Pota was facing down a large group of 15 or 16 thugs.
Gira whistled to herself as she zoomed through the skies of West Capitol dressed as her superhero persona, The Watcher of West Capitol. She was on patrol today and all was quiet. She simply enjoyed the feeling of the wind through her hair as she was half keeping an eye out for trouble. It was a rather sunny day and the flying was smooth. Suddenly, a large power level caught her notice. She stopped in midair and looked in the direction she felt the energy. "Well, that's interesting. That power level is abnormally high. It's definitely no random person." She wondered if it was friend or foe. She almost wished it was a foe. It had been far too long since she tested her power on a worthy opponent. This guy seemed weaker than her, but maybe they could suppress their energy. She had known of a couple of people who could do that. "Only one way to find out." The young half-Saiyan took off again, this time headed towards where she felt the energy. As she began to head into the seedier part of town, she got a little nervous. "Jeez, who would be hanging out around here?" After a few minutes, the Watcher spotted at least a dozen weapon-wielding men cornering a lone man on the street. He had bags with him. Probably just out running errands. Poor guy. Gira dived out of the sky and landed on her feet between the thugs and their would-be victim.
"Halt with this criminal mischief!" She thrust one hand out, palm faced towards the men. "Cease and desist immediately or you will face the fiery, youthful, justice-fueled wrath of the great Watcher of West Capitol!" She did a corny pose like a hero out of an ancient Greek story. "So, boys, what's it gonna be?" She stayed in her pose, grinning beneath her mask. Oh yeah, I think I nailed it this time.
Pota stared in surprise at the mysterious woman in the silver gymnast suit and dropped his grocery bags in astonishment. "Wait a minute I recognize this girl from the news channel I saw in the shopping center back there they call her The Watcher of West Capitol she's...she's....SO COOL!!!" Pota snaps outta his stunned state of mind, emptied out his paper grocery bag, poke two eye holes in it, and put it on his head, then thrusting forth his hand he declares "AND I AM THE GREAT MONKEY MAN THE SECRET SIDEKICK OF THE WATCHER OF WEST CAPITOL!! All evil must be vanquished and we will be the light of justice and you scallywags fell for our trap HAHAA!!" While he shouts his speech with a little too much enthusiasm he spread his arms out with a hilarious running motion he then crouched down low while putting his hands on his head resembling some sort weird animal ears sprouting from his head and swing his tail back and forth.
After a moment waiting for everything to sink in he leans over and very politely to the Watcher and whispers so the thugs can't hear him "Hi my name's Pota I'm a Saiyan from planet Vegeta but I'm not here for military purposes I'm banished here what's you're name?"
"Stop screwing with us!!" One of the bigger thugs yelled and charged at the Watcher with a crowbar. Without moving an inch from where he was standing Pota gave a swift jab into the big guy's chin sending him flying into two of his buddies carrying them into a nearby wall with a loud crash.
"Even if the lady is stronger than you its rude to hit a girl and to interrupt."
Gira was more than a little surprised when the man she swooped down to save took part in her hero gallivanting too. He had poses and lines even cornier than hers! He seemed like he would make a legitimately good sidekick. That was when she noticed his tail. He was a Saiyan. Suddenly, this all made a lot more sense. He was the person she sensed earlier. That wasn't too surprising. Saiyans were particularly powerful. The hybrid smirked once one of the muggers came at her with a crowbar. She was just going to let the guy hit her. She liked the looks on the faces of criminals after they struck her with aluminum bats or various blunt objects only to find their weapon bent in the shape of her head like an old cartoon.
It seemed she wouldn't get to laugh about that, however, as "the Great Monkey Man" came to her rescue and punched the man, sending him and two others crashing into a wall. Gira blinked in surprise, then turned to the Saiyan. "Hey, you can't just go punching people into walls. Humans are a lot more fragile than you are." She flew over to where the muggers landed, ignoring the other three and making sure they were alright. They had some broken bones and they were out cold, but they were still alive. Dumbasses though they were, no one deserved death. At least, that was what she believed. Gira flew back to the Saiyan and gestured to the other muggers. "You have to hold back at least a little bit." She looked over at one of the frightened muggers. "Like so." She blinked behind one of them faster than they eye could see, chopping him on the back of the neck. His eyes went white and he fell to the ground in a heap. Unconscious, but uninjured.
Pota stared at the Super Hero in stunned Amazment. "Whoa I knew you were strong, from the fights on the news, but I didn't think you'd be this strong!!" Said Pota Excitedly. "Alright I'll hold back some." Just then a thug rushed furiously toward him with a knife. Pota calmly glided out of the way and caught the scruffy looking thug by the shirt while smiling gleefully he chuckled and said "Night night" and flicked him in the head knocking him out cold. As Pota's opponent fell he turned to face three other thugs who had brought out a rocket launcher and two sidearms. "JESUS CHRIST!!" Yelled Pota as a rocket came hurdling at him exploding nearby. "Where did they get a rocket launcher!?"
"Stolen from the Blue Banner Army, should be more careful with what they leave lying around ungaurded!!" Shouted the thug who was apparently the leader, who was now loading another missile. before he could load it though Pota had blinked over to him, grabbed the missile launcher from him and bent it into a "U" shape. Pota then smiled and lightly slapped each one after the other just enough to knock them out.
"Seven down 5 to go, now lets finish this with vigor and JUSTICE great Watcher!!" Says Pota as he gives the Watcher enthusiastic thumbs up as his paper bag mask blowed heroically in the wind.
Gira looked across the street at her heroic comrade. She was rather surprised. He had this hero thing down. A confident smirk crossed the hybrid's face as she ascended into the air, floated over to Pota, and landed next to him. She took her stance. "Very well then, Monkey Man! Let's show them the strength of justice!" Without warning, Gira moved to the closest thug faster than the eye could see, chopping him and the person next to him on the neck lightly with the side of each hand. The thugs groaned and fell to the ground, out cold.
Gira chuckled and struck a confident pose. "No one can defeat the invincible Watcher!" She had to admit, this superhero stuff was a lot more fun with a sidekick. She had to keep this guy around. Maybe get Kaci to make him a better costume.
As Pota and his new heroic friend go to finish the job the other three thugs start to sweat and shake in their boots. "W-we better get outta here or we're d-dead!!" As they scream and turned to run Pota just chuckles and walks casually over to a nearby dumpster while humming a random tune to himself. The young Saiyan then grabbed the dumpster with one hand and chucked it over his head toward the escaping fugitives. The dumpster flies through the air and lands directly in their path just a foot or two in front of them. As the thugs flinch and hug each other in fear, Pota blinked over on top of the dumpster and looked down at his defeated foes and smirks at them (behind his paper bag). "Please sir don't take us to the police!!" Said one thug. "We'll be good we promise!!"
Just as Pota was about to respond a voice rang out from the streets "What are ya boys doing you better not be picking on the neighborhood kids again!!" Pota looked to see a very angry looking elderly lady holding an abnormally sized rolling pin and a big mole with a hair on her chin.
The thugs in front of Pota looked more frightened than before and the one's who were unconscious were awake with the same looks of absolute terror on their faces. "OH NO MAMMY!!" they all shouted in unison. "She's gonna kill us please take us to the police anything but Mammy's rolling pin please!!" Pota was kinda taken aback by the sudden shift in the mood.
"U-ummm never to fear ma'am we got this under control just go back inside and we'll have the proper authorities take ca-" Pota didn't finish before he got hit by the world's biggest rolling pin.
"Shut it Monkey boy! they're my brats so I'll see to their punishment you got that!!" Pota just stands there with a big knot on his head nursing it tenderly.
"It's Monkey Man"
The woman then turns to the Watcher and walks up to her changing her expression and tone to that of a kindly old woman. "Thank you Ms.Watcher I hope my boys didn't cause you too much trouble but I'll handle it from here" as she gestures toward her rolling pin.
Gira let out an exaggerated laugh when the thugs began to give up. She was about to round up the men and take them to the proper authorities when an elderly woman burst out of one of the houses, shouting at the thugs that tried to mug Pota. She couldn't believe it; these tough guys just crumbled at the mere sight of this woman. He couldn't imagine being afraid of one's own mother like that. Kara was a very kind mother, if a little strict. Gira didn't fear her, though. Not like these men feared their mother.
Gira had been in situations like this before and knew better than to do what Pota did. Sure enough, she was right. Pota's attempt to take control of the situation resulted in him getting a rolling pin to the head. Gira figured she could have warned him, but it might have been best for him to learn these things himself. Gira had to take some lumps too. When the woman thanked her, the hybrid struck another pose. "The Watcher is always happy to help, ma'am!"
Pota sat on the ground rubbing his sore injury as the elderly lady went around hitting each of her boys with her club of a rolling pin."Ouch ouch ouch ouch! how can such a tiny lady hit with such force its gotta be that rolling pin of her's." Pota then notices that the Watcher was still standing there with him. "Oh you're still here, don't mind me I was just talking to myself." Pota chuckles childishly and scratches the back his head bashfully. "Well as I was trying to say earlier my name's Pota, you don't have to tell me your name seeing as you're the Watcher." At that moment Pota realized he still had the paper bag on his head and took it off and smiling at his new found friend.
Pota was pretty please despite the bump on his head and the attempted mugging. In the week he had been there made his own home, explored the city, and made a new friend and a hero at that. "Its just like one of those awesome hero origins stories like the Manga I read at the mall! This is freakin sweet!" Pota thought to himself.
Gira stretched her tired muscles and examined the situation further to be sure that it was truly over. When no more bad guys made themselves known, she turned back to Pota, who had already introduced himself to her. He said that he didn't need to know her name, but she offered it anyway. Being among her own kind and all that. "You know that's not my real name, right?" She pulled up her mask and smiled. "I'm Gira. It's nice to meet you." She bowed respectfully after her introduction.
"So, uh... you've heard of me?" Gira wasn't too surprised. Lately, she had been rather active as the Watcher. Her exploits probably got some news coverage. It wouldn't surprise her. She hoped she never got super famous to where she couldn't leave her house without being mobbed. As long as her most public exploits involved the costume and the pseudonym, she didn't think that would be in her future. She fought because she liked to fight and protected the city because everyone she loved was here. Fame would just complicate things.
Pota nodded and smiled back. "Uh huh I've seen you on the news at the mall, you stopped a bank robbery around the time I showed up on your planet I uh.." Pota smiles and scratches his head nervously. "I'm actually kind of a fan you might say, there were no super heroes on Vegeta only soldiers." At that Pota realized to his horror what he dumped out of his bag earlier in the fight. "Oh crap my groceries!!" The Saiyan began to frantically pick up his cooking spices and his gardening seeds making sure to hide the later. Pota never cared if people knew he liked to cook but his father always scolded and berated him about his gardening hobby saying it was a job for the lesser races and unfitting of warriors. "Awww man I got so excited i spilled all my garlic salt for my dinosaur meat."
Groooooooooowl, the thought of food only made Pota more hungry than he already had been. Fighting all those criminals built up an apetite. "Oh uuuuh sorry about that just my gas tank letting me know I'm on E." Pota says while laughing.
Apparently, this Saiyan was a fan. Gira raised her eyebrow. She didn't know she actually had FANS. That was interesting. Gira chuckled and went over to help the other Saiyan pick up his groceries when she heard his stomach let out a loud growl. She giggled. He must have been hungry. Based on the items in his bag, he might have been heading off to make dinner. Her own stomach growled at the thought of a tasty spread of all of her favorites. "Oh, guess i'm hungry too." She scratched the back of her head sheepishly. "Tell ya what, i'll show you my favorite restaurant in town. Good food, good portions, great service. The food just kept coming until I was full." She laughed. "They know that I stop by a lot too, so they always keep extra ingredients because, well... I have an appetite." The teen half-Saiyan figured she didn't have to tell Pota about that. He was a Saiyan like her, so he probably knew that same appetite all too well. "It's up to you though. But I find cooking to be difficult when i'm hungry."
Since Pota is as thick as an armored tank he didn't notice at all that Gira was a Saiyan until she mentioned her huge appetite, then he stopped to think. 'Wait a minute!'Pota looks at battlefield littered with enemies. 'Insane power...'Looks at her tail, which he didn't notice either. 'Tail and insane appetite!?'Then aloud Pota yells in surprise. "You're a Saiyan!!"
Gira raised her eyebrow, her tail flicking back and forth when Pota drew attention to it. "Um... yeah. You didn't notice?" She chuckled. "Not very perceptive, are you?" She joked. Not meaning it, of course. She wasn't so mean spirited where she would just randomly insult someone. Her stomach growled again, even louder. "I have that Saiyan appetite too. We better hurry or i'm going to eat the first thing I can get my hands on." She pat her stomach. "So, what do you say? Have you even been to an Earth restaurant before?"
The young Saiyan scratched the back of his head and laughed again."hehehe no not very sharp at times, but to answer you're question no I've never eaten earth food before but I'm definitely am looking forward to trying some!" Pots practically salivated at the thought of an "almost" all you could eat restaurant. "Let's get going, I could eat an Oozaruu about now."