All Aboard The Space Train!(Chaz/Invite)

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The wind blew furiously through the manes of the Delicious Duo. Rustling the various lots of trees dotting the hilly landscape. It was an extremely peaceful sound; Hearing the wind carry isolated leaves along, flowing smoothly through the billions upon billions of blades of grass. The sun bore down on them like a righteous god swinging his mighty hammer. Though, the seasons were getting around. Autumn leaves scattered about, indicating that trees were readying up for the coming winter, a season Chaz wasn’t too fond of. While he did love playing in the snow and making snowmen, having snowball fights, all of that jazz, he hated the cold. It was the bane of his existence. While it wasn’t primarily the temperatures that forced him to dread the beautiful season, it did play a big part in his loathing.

Chaz had quite the weak immune system. During the Winter season, he is almost always see with a plugged up nose or coughing him a storm. That was his major problem. Chaz hated being sick. Why did he hate being sick so much? Aside from it being something that nearly everyone hated, it meant that he had to rest. A lot. Chaz wasn’t the type to always sit still and relax. While he did like his fair share of kicking back in lawn chairs and sipping some lemonade every once in awhile, he didn’t like chilling WHILE being sick. He loved exploring with Ibby. Always searching for the next adventure to embark on. Being sick, that isn’t always an option.

“I am not ready for the snow..”

Ibby was the complete opposite. He loved cold weather, and dreaded the heat. Being a small feline, he was always covered in a small layer of fur that acted as a secondary jacket. Winter was the only season where he could have fun without sweating his ass off. Plus, he knew his brother hated anything cold except for food and drinks, so it was a very opportune time to mess with him.

“I am!”

As they traveled along an open path, something pierced their ears like an arrow. Flowing through the wind, inside of one ear and out the other, it definitely caught the Delicious Duo’s attention. It sounded almost like.. music? Music, all the way out here? They were practically in the middle of a gigantic forest. There was little to no civilization near them. Who the heck would be playing music all the way out here?

“Chaz-kun, do you hear that?”

“Yeah…”

“Let’s go check it out!”

Ibby had already begun to take off in the direction of the music, only for his shoulder to be yanked backwards by his brother. Chaz held his arms out as if to point out their surroundings to Ibby.

“Look where we are, dude! The wind is going crazy around here. I heard once that in the plains here, when the wind is at it’s peak, it rubs up against the blades of grass and gives off the illusion of music! We can’t run off all willy nilly!”

Ibby gave his bro a sharp look. That had to be one of the dumbest yet most logical things Chaz had ever said in his life. Regardless, Ibby was intrigued. Alongside his love for food, Ibby fancied a good tune. Despite his reluctancey to impersonate the famous rock band a couple weeks ago with Chaz and Raisu, deep down, he was so happy that he had the opportunity to play an instrument. The drums weren’t his ideal instrument, but they would’ve done the job just fine. Ibby tugged on Chaz’s pant leg, trying to pull him in the direction of the music.

“C’mon! I’ve gone out of my way countless times for you. The least you can do is check this out with me!”

With a resistant sigh, Chaz followed alongside his brother. Upon following the mysterious tune, they were lead into a small forest. When they entered, the melody seemed to be much louder. It bounced off of the trees and poured straight into their ears.

“It’s just on the other side of these trees. Let’s go!”

Once outside, they could make out a figure in the distance. The were walking mindlessly through the grassy plains, holding some type of object up to their mouth. When they had gotten closer, it became apparent to Chaz that this was no ordinary human. Just by the way their outfit was crafted, the look of their armor. Chaz knew not who this was, but rather, WHAT this was. At least he thought he knew. He was putting all of his money on this guy being a Saiyan. With the recent attacks on all major cities BY Saiyans, Chaz was always cautious around them.

Chaz quickly unsheathed his Knuckle-blades, holding them tightly out in front of himself. He jumped in front of Ibby, intent on protecting his little brother. “Oi!”

What kind of magic was at work here? This guy wasn’t attacking them. If he truly was a Saiyan, he should be trying to skin them alive. He should be tearing at their throats, trying to exterminate them at any cost. He certainly looked like he would want to. Though, over his travels, Chaz had come to learn that you shouldn’t judge a book by it’s cover. In Chaz’s defense, this guy did look menacing. Despite his look, something was off. He was playing some type of instrument. Since when did Saiyans play sweet melodies? How come his fists weren’t clenched, ready to fight? The more important question was.. Where were his buddies?

Chaz and Ibby found out all too well that the Saiyans that invaded Earth did not come alone. Where was the rest of his ‘squad’ or group? Was this some type of ploy in order to get Chaz and Ibby isolated? Were they all salty because of how badly Chaz schooled one of their grunts? Was Raisu in trouble as well? Fortunately, Chaz was able to sense ki signatures, so unless they were all suppressed to 0, this guy was the only one here.

Chaz’s white aura flared up as he clutched his knuckleblades tightly. He couldn’t let his guard down. While this guy didn’t seem very strong, looks could be deceiving. Chaz had once run into someone who could suppress their ki by vast amounts, making Chaz think he was stronger than them. Nonetheless, Chaz kept his guard up. He would hold this guy off long enough for Ibby to escape if need be.

Chaz started forward, and he would’ve kept going had it not been for Ibby’s claws hooked into his pant leg. “Chaz-kun, wait! Maybe this guy isn’t so bad?”

“Ibby.. he’s a Saiyan! Of course he is bad! Did you see what those guys did to the South Capitol? Our home?! This guy could pounce on us at any second.” Chaz kept his eyes narrowed onto the black-haired Saiyan, his arms held out in front of him.

“Just because we ran into a select few that are bad, doesn’t mean we can assume every single member of their race are horrible people. Look at him. Does he seem to be powering up? Is he gearing up to attack us? No, he isn’t.”

As much as Chaz hated to admit it, Ibby was right. This guy didn’t look like he would be trying to cause any harm anytime soon. Well, he DID look the part, but his demeanor didn’t. Chaz slowly sheathed his knuckle-blades, his ki dying down now. He approached the Saiyan, placing his hands in his pockets. Ibby trot alongside him, finally arriving at the Saiyan’s feet. He flashed Riku a very welcoming, friendly smile before holding his little paw out.

“We’re just looking for a good place to eat, is all! By the way, sir, my name is Ibexe. This is my brother, Chaz-kun. I’m sorry if he comes off as a little rude.. y’see.. about a month ago, we were attacked by Saiyans in the South Capitol. We’ve kind of been a little cautious of them ever since.. How about you? What brings you out here, sir?”

Ibby blushed, putting his paws up to his cheeks as the Saiyan assumed he was a cat. For the first time in Ibby’s life, he shook hands with a Saiyan. It didn’t help their preconceived notions about Saiyans, with their step-mother being a hardy space monkey herself. While Chaz took it to heart and tried to avoid Saiyans at all costs, Ibby was a little more lenient. He was weary of them, but he wanted to give everyone an equal chance. Everyone deserved an equal chance in life. No one should have to worry about being perceived a certain way and mistreated due to appearance alone. That’s how Ibby was able to get so far in life. The only race he would likely hold a grudge against or seemingly steer away from were demons. They were beings of another dimension for crying out loud. They practically bled evil. That was besides the point, though. The point was, Ibby did not like judging people based on appearance alone.

The man seemed to agree with Chaz. About being weary of a Saiyan’s presence, what with the massive invasion going on and all. Something was a little fishy about this entire situation. Even Ibby could tell. Did this guy know more than he was telling them? A Saiyan, while not in the invasion himself, knowing about it? Of course word spreads fast, but this was off. He settled Chaz’s nerves a bit by kind of implying that Earth was a nice place, one that he could call his very own home. Isn’t that where all Saiyans came from though, Earth? Of course, there were alien species that probably came from other planets, but Saiyans looked like humans, except furry.

While Chaz trailed off in thought, Ibby continued on their conversation. “It is a very nice place to live! The invasion is getting quite hectic and all.. “ Chaz kept his distance, keeping his arms folded across his chest. He was ready to start fighting at any moment. “Us? Oh, we’re food connoisseurs! We travel far and wide looking for new restaurants and new dishes to try out. Right now, we’re just looking for a place to rest and eat.” Ibby seemed genuinely excited at the chance to be able to tell someone other than Chaz what they did. “There might be something you can help us out with.. Have you ever heard of Ruby’s Salvation? It’s a mythical dish said to be so tasty that even gods would find it to be like royalty!”

Ibby let his head down in disappointment. The only people that really knew about their goal, or even what it was, were people back in South City. Anyone from South City or around there should know what Ruby’s Salvation is. Maybe this Saiyan wasn’t even from there? Hell, it’s a very big possibility that he isn’t even from Earth.

Chaz began to come around. This guy was falling further and further off the ‘killer’ radar. He didn’t seem like he would hurt a fly. He was just about as polite as Ibby, in some circumstances. There had to be some type of catch, though. Why was he being so nice? Was he trying to hide something from them? Why was he acting so innocent?

Chaz took a step forward, uncrossing his arms. He stared directly at the Saiyan, trying to get a good reading on him. As much as Chaz hated to admit it, this guy had nothing ‘evil’ emitting from him whatsoever. While Chaz had no right to determine what was ‘Good’ and what was ‘evil’, and he had absolutely no way of sensing that type of energy, he could somehow kind of “Tell”. It was just a vibe he got from a person that would help them decipher whether that person was a “Good” person, or a “Bad” person. He wanted to test this guy, see if he really was all that innocent.

“You’re a Saiyan, right? How come you’re not taking part in the invasion? You guys are pretty vicious people. I don’t mean to be racist or anything, but seriously. All most of you guys want to do is kill people. I’ve only ever met one that isn’t even full Saiyan. He helped me defeat some of invading Saiyans. What about you? Do you expect us to believe you’re just here and have nothin’ to do with this attack?”

Chaz was normally quite the idiot when it came to conversations. But when it was time to protect his friends, and especially family, like Ibby, he rose to the pedestal. Ibby nudged Chaz’s leg, trying to get him to shut up. “Chaz-kun.. stop!”

“Ibby! We have to be sure! He doesn’t look one bit suspicious to you? He may be good, like Raisu. He may have a kind heart like Raisu. We can never know for sure.” Chaz turned his head back to Riku, looking him dead in the eyes. “I just don’t want to make the same mistake again.. Please. Don’t make me regret trusting you.”

Chaz was feeling confident for once. He was standing up for not only himself, but Ibby as well. He had to admit to himself, he felt a little bad about being so harsh on this Saiyan. Maybe he wasn’t all that bad? He could’ve been one of the nicest guys in the world, and here Chaz was accusing him of being some type of warmonger. Just as Chaz was working up the courage to apologize, the Saiyan’s power rose rapidly. Chaz had never witnessed such a growth in power before. In the blink of an eye, the Saiyan disappeared. He saw a lock of black hair in his peripheral vision. He had appeared right next to Chaz.

Placing a hand on the human’s shoulder, the Saiyan leaned in, speaking in a very low and intimidating tone. He mentioned about coming to Earth with the invading force, but now he was a traitor? Chaz knew something was fishy about him. Never before has his gut failed him, and this time was no different. He said that they were fooled by a very deceptive queen into attacking Earth. Who the hell was this Queen? Was she one of the monstrous power levels he felt back in South City? Could she have been even MORE powerful than that? Just thinking about that level of power sent shivers down Chaz’s spine.

The words of the Saiyan also scared him, just a bit. He was right. He was way more powerful than Chaz was, and if he wanted to take them out, he could in a split second. Chaz grit his teeth. He knew Ibby couldn’t hear any of this. He was glad, because he didn’t want Ibby to hear what he had to say next.

“Fine. You can help us.” Chaz craned his neck forward, going to growl in a very determined tone, “But don’t think for one second I won’t fight you just because you’re more powerful than me. If you try anything to hurt Ibby, I have no problem with laying my life down to protect them. As long as we are cool with that… You can help us.”

Chaz pulled back, staring directly into the Saiyan’s eyes. That speech right there could be the death of him. Was he truly ready to die? No. He hadn’t accomplished everything he set out to accomplish. In fact, he was scared of dying. It almost made him piss his pants just saying that he was willing to die. But it was the truth. Ibby was not only his friend, but his best friend. Not only his best friend, but his brother. He would fight the entire Saiyan army, hell, the entire universe to protect Ibby if he had to.

Ibby jumped up beside Chaz, floating in mid-air. “Uhm.. Mr. Riku, sir.. I don’t think you really understand our problem, here! Ruby’s Salvation.. it’s uh.. It’s split into four parts. Four scrolls, rather. Scattered over Kami knows where. We only know of one Scroll here on Earth. The others could be here, but we aren’t exactly sure. No one has gathered all four in centuries.. so.. unfortunately, it’s not a one-day job. We could spend our entire lifetime looking for the scrolls. It may be a foolish goal.. but..” He smiled, patting his blond brother on the shoulder. “It’s something that we can do together.”