Etoru jumped off the lookout chasing that little imp that fired a fireball at him. Then the little imp decided to bail! It infuriated Etoru! So the hybrid chased after it. Etoru growled as it chuckled at him. "Why you little...!!" Etoru fired a ki blast right back. The imp screamed and narrowly dodged it. It chuckled and stuck it's tongue out. Etoru frowned. This thing was taunting him!!! UGH! Etoru sped up and tackled the imp while they were in mid air. As he did that, they wrestled in the air for a bit before Etoru slammed it into the ground causing a large crater. The child glared at it. It was beaten up badly. IT slowly got up mumbling and flew off. Etoru rolled his eyes. "Serves you right...you bully!" The child crossed his arms and huffed. Well, that took care of that.
Etoru looked back up at the lookout. He decided not to fly back up to Bing and Ayumu. After all, he wasn't doing much except watching those two have a conversation. The kid scratched his head wondering what to do now. Things certainly got boring, that's for sure.
"Oi! Etoru! What did I tell you about bullying others?" Maeve's voice echoed within the sacred forest as the demoness faded into existence before the crater that Etoru had created. She had a noticeable frown on her lips and her molten gold eyes narrowed to feral pin points as she glared at the boy. "Didn't I tell you not to pick on others based on their race? Yet here you are picking on an imp." She glowered, an aura starting to flare around her.
"They're mischievous but harmless! Also, they're a little dumb..." She snapped cutting her gaze aside at the admission. She could recall some of the imps she stepped in to save back in the demon realm. They were typically ditzy and had little idea what they had done to garner the ire of whatever demon tried to punish them or abuse them. Regardless, she wouldn't tolerate Etoru picking on them. He didn't hold back at all when he struck it and clearly it had no means to protect itself from such a harsh attack. She didn't see what caused Etoru to lash out but she assumed he was just being a rambunctious brat.
Taking a wooden training blade out, the dragoness would point it straight at the boy. "I should teach you a lesson y'know... My mother always did when I misbehaved as a child." Maeve spoke with a growl. While she didn't particularly like living by her mother's example (she was more than a little cold and harsh) she was going by it anyway. Perhaps it was due to the Makyo Star's lingering chaos still affecting her mind.
"Ready yourself Etoru! I'm going to make you think twice about bullying demons!"
Etoru stared at the floor. The kid dozed off as he thought about what he should do, that's when he heard Maeve's voice. Etoru's eyes widened in shock. He did no such things! "W-WHAT?! BULLYING?!" That damn imp...! HE KNEW ABOUT THIS ALL ALONG! HE PLAYED ETORU FROM THE START! DIDN'T HE?! "Ms.Maeve...I wasn't picking on him because of his race! I was picking on him--UGH I MEAN! I WAS DEFENDING MYSELF!" The kids blood boiled as he realized the imp got the last laugh. DAMN IT! "I'll have you know that he was bullying ME. He fired a fireball at me...then he lit me on fire...besiiiides. He's fine! If anything he deserves it." Etoru stated stubbornly. That's when Maeve pulled out a wooden training sword.
"T-Teach me a lesson?!" Etoru gulped. Then he shook his head and frowned. "Two things Ms.Maeve. I'm no 'misbehaved' child. And you aren't my mother." Then Etoru slowly had a grin growing. "And besides...it's not like you could take me on. FOR I! Am the great Etoru! Bwhahaaha." Although he hated to admit it, but he thought this was going to be fun. After all, he can show Maeve how much stronger he got. She never mentioned his strength, meaning either she couldn't sense energy...or she doesn't care. BUT IF SHE DIDN'T CARE, ETORU WILL MAKE HER CARE! HAHA!
"Well? Come on then! Let's do this!" The child decided to make the first move to show her what she was going up against. Of course, Kaula was a big influence on him and well he sort of gets his cockiness from her. Of course, he was already cocky to begin with but, Kaula just enlarged his over confident ego. Still, behind all that confidence is fear, which isn't hard to bring out. Anyways, Etoru decided it was time to fight. "LET'S GO!" The small hybrid kicked off the dirt extremely fast and attempted to kick Maeve on the side of her torso. Should he succeed, she should be sent skidding across the grass.
Post by Maeve Rakshasa on Feb 10, 2016 16:16:38 GMT
The distinctive knock of wood being struck echoed throughout the forest as the boy's foot came into contact with the broadside of Maeve's training blade. The demoness felt her knees buckle lightly from the impact but she stood her ground. She met the boy's impish smile with a scowl as she let her energy swell within her to break the lock between them. Her form slowly faded away from Etoru as she 'blinked' a few feet back. Her movements would have been traceable to the boy with his ki sensing ability but she wasn't trying to hide or flee, she was merely creating distance between them. Evidence by the fact that when she did reappear seconds later, her wooden blade was primed and ready.
"You're strong for a whelp." She remarked, her tone was mixed with approval and determination as she analyzed the boy with her eyes of molten gold. "I can now see why... You've been so eager to face off against me." She growled, her dark aura radiating around her form. The inky blackness mixed with the scarlet energies created a foreboding sense of dread that seemingly permeated the area around her. She lifted her wooden blade into the air before slashing towards Etoru three times.
She was a few feet away from the boy to actually hit him with the blade, however he'd be quick to notice that striking him wasn't the intent of the attack! With each cut she made a powerful gust of dispersed air was sent rocketing towards the boy. If he were to get hit the force of the gusts would be comparable to that of a simple ki blast. She punctuated this little combo by attempting to ram her armored shoulder into the boy in a charge of her own.
"I won't be beaten by a whelp!" She growled lowly, a bit of her demonic pride surfacing.
Etoru's foot collided with the wooden blade. Etoru grinned. This was going to be awesome! Maeve looked a bit stressed out as she blocked the sword. Her knees looked they were about to give, but surprisingly enough, she withstood the force of the impact. Etoru snickered a bit. She didn't look to amused though. Her power raised and she pushed the two away from each other. Etoru did a back flip and landed while Maeve seemed to fade into the air as if her presence was never there. Although Etoru could sense her every movement. She gained some distance between him. "Who's the one about to get punished now? Ehehe!" Finally! Someone who seen Etoru before he was super duper cool! Well he always was obviously. Everyone underestimates him. But now, now was his chance to prove them wrong!
Maeve...complimented him? Or was it an insult! Etoru was confused. Strong for a whelp? Should he be glad or mad? He had a bit of a puzzled expression glued to his face as he thought about it. "What's that supposed to mean...is it good or bad Ms.Maeve..." Etoru frowned. How in the world was he supposed to know?? Then she finally noticed why he was so eager to face her. Etoru smirked. "Welll~ part of the reason at least. Hehee!" Suddenly, a dark...sinister aura began giving off. Worst of all, it was coming from Maeve! Etoru gulped. "Um...a-are...you okay...?" The child asked nervously. He had a bad feeling about this, like it was just stirring in his gut.
Suddenly, she dashed towards him. Etoru yelped and dashed back. She swung her sword around. "HEY HEY! IS IT TOO LATE FOR S-SORRYS!?!" Etoru asked. He blinked and laughed. SHE WAS OUT OF RANGE! "Ahahaa! You can't hit me! AHhahaa--OOF!" A gust of wind smacked into him. And it...hurt. Two more followed. He was disoriented by the attacks. Before he knew it, she rammed her shoulder into him. The boy coughed and had his head hung back as he was pushed off. It seemed like slow motion. But he couldn't be bested! NO! Not like that at least. While in the air, he'd attempt to use his tail to grab onto her arm. Should he succeed, he'd pull himself back towards her and cling onto her. Etoru would grin as he did his best to hold onto her tightly. "S-Sorry...to...say this...But I'm...m-mmore...than...j..ust...a whelp...HRAHHH!"
As he clung to her, a golden aura would emerge. His power would begin to skyrocket, and although she may not be able to sense ki energy, the energy waves gave off gusts of wind. The energy radiating off him was intense. His eyes slowly changed into a teal color. His hair flashed golden while it spiked up. His tail however, remained it's fuzzy brown nature. He grit his teeth as if he were angry, but once the transformation was complete, he'd smirk. "HOW'S THIS FOR A WHELP?!" The child would let go and attempted to throw a barrage of punches at her gut. Although, it may have just been luck considering he didn't know anything about her weak points.
Post by Maeve Rakshasa on Feb 20, 2016 20:54:05 GMT
"That form..." Maeve gasped watching the light radiate from the boy. He suddenly turned different! He changed! In an instant he had achieved the golden radiance that both Kaula and Habana had achieved to defeat her. So when Etoru came at her and even with her armor it wasn't enough to protect herself from the full fury of the boy's fists. Each one hammered against her chest plate and against her soft stomach beneath and the transferred force was enough to make her knees buckle.
"G-Guh..." She coughed with eyes wide as she found herself stumbling backward. The breath was forced from her lungs and she collapsed. Even with all her power and all her progress she was still buckling under the force of the saiyan's golden form. Once again, she found that her hard work was being literally out shined by the natural gift of a race of mortals. This time however, it was a child who was wielding it against her! A hatchling by draconic standards. This infuriated her, it made her blood boil.
"Dammit... Another one... I WON'T LOSE TO ANOTHER GOLDEN SAIYAN! I REFUSE!" She coughed, claws digging into the dirt. Her rage prevented her from focusing and activating her elemental mastery so she was unable to fight back. In just a few punches Etoru had floored the girl.
Etoru's fists kept digging into her gut. Punch by punch, he moved her back. She seemed to be really effected for some reason, but the child never really took it into consideration as to why or how. All he was really focused on right now, was winning. He's come so far and is slowly surpassing his comrades. It made him feel...proud in a way. Not that annoying Saiyan pride, no. Pride in where you worked hard for something and you can now see you're making progress. Etoru stopped thinking about that. Now was not that time! He was in the middle of a spar! It was then where Maeve collapsed to the floor.
Etoru stared down at her blankly. "O-Oh...s-s-sorry Ms.Maeve...we're sparring...I almost forgot! I didn't mean t-to! Honest!" He scratched the back of his head awkwardly. He was just about to revert to his base form until she said it. Etoru stared at her with an annoyed expression. He frowned at Maeve. "So that's it huh...'a golden saiyan' huh..." He clenched his fists annoyed. "IF I'M NOT WRONG, YOU were the one who told me that you shouldn't judge people by what they are...rather than WHO they are. REMEMBER? At the beach with Ms.Zerori." Just mentioning his former master's name made him cringe, but now wasn't the time to mention that.
Etoru glared at the demoness. "What, just because I'm a Saiyan and unlocked my Super Saiyan means it's not fair? Is that it? I worked HARD just like EVERYONE else! And my reward? Super Saiyan. Something I worked HARD for!" Then he pointed at her, and continued to speak. "This whole time, I've been working to my fullest! Remember, back on the beach, I was nothing but an annoying little kid that thought he was all great, but could barley manage a splash in the water." Etoru took a breath. He put his hand to his face, only to clench it into a fist. "All I wanted was to prove myself to Ms.Zerori, Master Bing, Ms.Kaula, and you Ms.Maeve! But instead of acknowledging how far I've gotten, you're getting mad that a kid is winning...I'm winning...in a sparring match Maeve!" Etoru pouted. This wasn't how he wanted his day to go...not at all! Etoru sighed. "Do ya wanna continue our 'spar' or no..." Etoru said, making the word 'spar' have more emphasis to show this wasn't a real battle.
Post by Maeve Rakshasa on Feb 25, 2016 5:38:45 GMT
Maeve's rage boiled up until Etoru made his outburst. Hearing the boy's harsh words caused her to take a step back and try to calm herself down. She didn't want Etoru to get the wrong idea so she forced herself to hold back her fury so she could express herself better.
"You don't...Understand...Etoru..." Maeve simply said as she slowly attempted to stand up. Her core ached from the numerous strikes to her tender underbelly but she still tried. Only to slump to a knee and cough up a speckle of blood. She grimaced, the taste of iron causing her to spit to the side. She let out a shaky and pained sigh as she closed her eyes to gather her thoughts. She wanted to find a way to word it without upsetting the child.
"I don't resent you for your power Etoru...At least...I shouldn't..." She said looking up to him, her golden gaze locking with his. "I'm not mad that you yourself have the power to defeat me... I'm frustrated that every time I've faced this level of power...I've been rendered helpless." She closed her eyes as she looked to the ground. Thoughts of Habana's transformation during their spar surfaced first; specifically, the image of the hybrid's fist ripping through her stomach ran through her mind. An image that forced the demoness to grip at the spot of impact instinctively. The next image was of Kaula's golden form smacking her aside in the coat of arms tournament. Each time she faced a golden saiyan the bitter sting of defeat was soon to follow.
"You should always work to fight at your strongest and to better yourself...I just fear...That I may have reached the peak of my power." She tried to stand up once more but ended up moving to a seated position instead. She groaned with each movement and panted to keep her breath. "Your growth is really impressive Etoru. You seem to have grown up quite a bit too, it was wrong of me to try and scold you without listening..." She sighed, the will to fight already being gone.
"...And as much as I'd love to continue our spar I'm afraid I wasn't able to protect against your last attack... Such power striking my stomach while I was unprepared was enough to floor me...I really should be unconscious right now..." She let out a pained laugh as she tried to admit defeat.
Etoru glared at her. As she was on the floor, Etoru could see the enraged expression on her face. He felt her demonic, sinister energy flow off her and didn't like it. He cringed. It reminded him of Zerori. Would Maeve end up just like her too? No! No that's impossible. Anyways, Etoru was getting off track. He continued to stare furiously at her. She slowly got up using the little strength she had left. She stated he didn't understand before she collapsed on one knee. Suddenly, she coughed a bit of blood. Etoru gasped. "M-Ms.Maeve!" Almost in an instant, he had the flash back with that android KILO. In that spar he had with her, he almost KILLED her. She was on the bridge of dying. Etoru had a concern look on his face as he stared at his friend.
Etoru sighed when she seemed to be fine. That was good. Finally, the demoness began to explain herself. Etoru listened carefully. It turns out she wasn't mad at his power. Then it all made sense. Etoru frowned. "Oh..." So each time she faced a Super Saiyan, she wasn't able to win huh? She continued on and Etoru listened. Etoru smiled at her words, where she told him he should always fight at his strongest. However, he didn't like what she said about reaching her peak. Etoru clenched his fists. She tried to sit up but fell back down seated now. She looked worn out. Etoru smirked when she said that his power has grown, and not only that, he too has grown. He giggled sheepishly. "You think so??" Wow! This was awesome! Finally someone showing their appreciation for how far he's gotten! Etoru sighed and remembered how she said she might have reached her peak. He shook his head looking at the floor. His Super Saiyan slowly fading away as his hair came back down and turned back into it's rich black color. His teal eyes returned to its dark color as well.
Etoru walked over to her. He stood by her arm and hugged her, his arms not really reaching all the way around but he managed. Etoru pulled back smiling gleefully. She seemed to be nearly eye leveled with the boy as she sat. Etoru looked into her eyes and smirked. "You think you reached your peak? Naaa. You know what I think?" Etoru smiled. "I think that there isn't such thing as a limit. Hehee." He pushed his thumb against his chest with a determined look. "If you're going to give up, then you are at your limit. You aren't going to get stronger if you lost all hope and confidence. That's what Master Bing showed me." He then pointed at her. "And you never beat a Super Saiyan? Well then try harder. Master Bing is a Human and can even beat the QUEEN of Saiyans! Didn't you notice that Ms.Maeve?!" His tail wooshed back and force as he tried boosting her self confidence. "And look at me. I was that annoying little kid scared of every little thing that came my way, claiming I'd be able to take it on when in reality, I'd simply just fail. But now I've reached greater heights, and you're not any different! So shut up! Stop beating yourself up about it! And get stronger! And we'll get stronger together!" Etoru giggled putting his fist out for a fist bump.
"I hate to make excuses Etoru but there is one component in all three of those cases, if you notice." She placed a scaled finger on the boy's chest. "Your blood, Etoru, you all share the same blood." She said pulling her finger away to rest a heavy hand on his shoulder. She looked to him seriously as she spoke to him, almost as if these thoughts had been brewing for a while.
"You, Kaula, and Habana have all been gifted with golden blood. Your strength is inspiring and terrifying all at once. To be so young and so strong would make even some demon lords tremble. Considering you among countless other golden warriors all descend from that saiyan line I think it's safe to say that you are truly gifted." She said, almost enviously as she briefly wondered what it would be like to be taken by that golden glow. "That is to say, your hard work isn't meaningless. It is very impressive and notable in fact. Not all of your kind have reached the heights you have. So, that you've managed to harness your potential is really something." She said giving him a playful tussle of his hair. Even though she said she shouldn't be treating him like such a child she found it hard to resist the adorable little half breed.
"Maybe you are right though, even without your gifts Bing has managed to become extraordinary. He's unlike anyone I've ever met, I can hardly believe that he's a mortal." She spoke, gaze listing aside as she thought of the young man. She could clearly picture his powerful stature and the warmth he radiated with. The memory of the young man smiling down at her with a mixture of relief and joy on his face as he desperately managed to save her life caused a soft smile to crease across her face. The more she pictured him the more her scales started to turn a rosy color. Realizing she had started to daydream the dragoness jolted awake with a wiggle of her headfins as she turned back to Etoru.
"I shouldn't give in... I still...I still have more in me. I know I do." She stood up, a confident smile gracing her lips. Until she remembered what activating that power entailed.
The face of the fallen general choking on his blood and cursing both her and Bing flashed before her eyes. The way she became such a monster to defeat him was haunting. Did becoming stronger really mean she had to give in to that monster? Could she go on denying her heritage? Could she be strong without being a demon?
It had seemed that with every peak she reached the lure of her kin was stronger and stronger.
"Though...Etoru...In my quest for more power, I've done some things I'll never be able to forgive myself for. I fear becoming stronger means I have to become the monster everyone expects of a demon. I don't know how I can get stronger while keeping myself in check but... I suppose I can try to..."
She sighed, she never expected to be speaking of such things with Etoru of all people.
Etoru listened to her. He looked confused. Her scaled finger pushed against his chest. Etoru blinked blankly, in fact, he budged a bit being so light and all. He wasn't exactly using his Ki at this point so~. "...My...blood?" He blinked. She rested her hand on his shoulder. Etoru glanced at it before looking at her face. His mouth was gaped open curiously as she began to talk. She went on saying Him, Kaula, and Habana, all shared the same golden blood. Etoru blinked. Already getting off topic. "OO! You know Ms.Habana?!?! It's been forever since I seen herrrrr!!!!" he shook his head fast. "Oh um sorry, continue." Etoru blinked when she began saying he was truly gifted. Etoru's eyes sparkled but he looked shocked to say the least. "...I...I am?" No one has exactly said it before...they mentioned their surprise when they saw a child as powerful as Etoru, but....nothing about him being gifted or a splendid warrior. He smiled when she said his hard work wasn't meaningless. When she ruffled his hair he couldn't help but giggle a bit and squirm slightly in efforts to avoid it.
Then Etoru blinked when she replied about Bing. "Gifts? I told you Ms.Maeveeeeee, it's nothing about that stuuuuuupid golden blood. It's. Me." He smirked cockily. "See, that golden blood is like, WARM JUICE, to my strength. I'm unstoppable!" As he was busy bragging, a butterfly landed on his nose. He stared at it for a few before it lightly fluttered its wings. Etoru screamed and fell back. The butterfly safely flew away. The child's face reddened madly. He slowly crawled to his feet and awkwardly rubbed his arm. "Yeaaaah...I fell on purpose." He nodded.
"OH! ANDDDD! About that golden blood thing, I thought of something Ms.Maeve!!!" Giving those words time to sink in, he smirked. His idea was brilliant! "Why don't I just give you some of my golden blood! That way, you'll have the same potential as I do! And you might go super daiyan. Get it! Demon. And um Saiyan!" He coughed awkwardly as that corny joke was let out. Suddenly, Etoru noticed Maeve's red face. "Huh, wow you really worked up a sweat Ms.Maeve! Look at your face! Gosh! It's so red!" He leaned in blowing on her cheeks. He backed away and nodded in approval that he did well.
Then, Maeve began getting up. "Yes! That's right Ms.Maeve! Don't give in! Embrace your super duper awesome cool potential! But it's still not as awesome as minesssss. After all, you're still a 'whelp'." Etoru smirked before bursting out into laughter. "See what I did there, whelp?" This was too good. Then she looked a bit sad...oh no. "I hope I didn't hurt your feelings Ms.Maeve, I was only playing..." He claimed, assuming that was the reason she had that expression. Although she started to tell him about how each time she gets stronger, she becomes more of the monster she's expected as a demon. Etoru frowned. That kind of reminded him of that time he was corrupted. He looked up at her with a straight face. "Yeah. I did some scary and bad things too..." He frowned.
He began to tell her a short story in efforts to relate to her as much as he could. "S...sorry, but this is the first time I'm talking about it like this, so...bare with me. Kay?" He sighed and then began to tell his quick tale. "A...A few months ago, I got corrupted by evil demon magic...and that magic made me finish off my gruncle and destroy a bunch of innocent villages...and people...and...and..." He cringed and shut his eyes tightly. This only proved to show more horrific images. He opened his eyes fast gasping. He looked at her with wide eyes. "Oh....uh...heh." He scratched his head awkwardly. Then he continued on. "Not only that...I-I killed some weird old Super Saiyan or whatever. I dont know his name but he had black hair that stretched out to the side." He frowned. "Then these other two warriors, and I even teamed up with three bad guys." He frowned. "But then I snapped out of it before the last survivor died, but then Breech said he killed my old friend Seka so I got mad, and...and...and....t-t-there was a chopper, and he shot it down.....and he told me either save them or chase him..." He bit his lip. "W...Well...I-I-I...chased him...I'm so stupid stupid stupid....luckily, that last survivor kid stopped the chopper from falling. Meanwhile, I was chasing Dr.Breech! And out of rage something weird happened and I can't explain it. Bing noticed it too when we were on the lookout one day. And I finally noticed it too while fighting---"
He frowned. "Someone...." He said bluntly. "I um...h-have some weird Wolf spirit sealed inside of me now. Does that make me like one percent demon? I think it's called the ancient hound or some mumbo jumbo like that, that's what it told me." Etoru sighed. "I noticed that it's energy seeps out when I'm really mad or enraged. Then I go through a small transformation or something. I saw my reflection while fighting----uh, someone. I had orange eyes and thing pupils and these weird fangs, as well as sharp nails! And my hair was frizzy too! It was really scary Ms.Maeve." He frowned. He looked up smiling. "But, if you want, we can both be monsters together!" He giggled as he hugged her thigh. As he wrapped his tiny arms around her big leg, he looked up with his eyes sparkling. "Ya know, Bing told me that you shouldn't be afraid of your power, otherwise you can't control it and that would just cause more harm! So go and get stronger Ms.Maeve! And in the mean time, I'll be the strongest in THE WHOOOOOOLE universe! Bing won't be anything to me once I'm there!" He giggled.
Post by Maeve Rakshasa on Mar 23, 2016 21:18:18 GMT
Maeve pulled away at Etoru's admission. A look of shock crossing her face as she looked over the boy. He seemed distraught and hurt as he freely told of his stint as a villain. While she wasn't exactly surprised by the fact that a demon had chosen him to be his vessel it didn't exactly settle well with her either. To be at such a young age and already struggling with such evil saddened the girl, enough to have her fins droop and her frown to grow noticeably. Etoru seemed like a good kid, to have these very adult problems seemed like some sort of sick joke from the universe.
"To take the body of a youth such as yourself...This demon must have been of the lowest of the low. How disgraceful! How cruel!" Maeve cursed under her breath. She hadn't heard of the spirit that affected Etoru but she could only assume it was something weak and pitiful. Something that used it's tongue to manipulate itself into power rather than their own merits. That was something that attributed to her kind the being as 'evil' as the mortal realm made them out to be, if she could have battled this foe for the sake of Etoru's soul she would have.
"But it's actions don't make you a bad person Etoru... Never forget the kindness and cheer you love to share." Maeve said with a soft smile while she moved her hand down to lightly cup Etoru's cheek. Her smile only grew as she looked into the eyes of the boy. "It will be what keeps you along the path of good." She said with a confident nod. "When I drew my blade against the fallen general I neglected those feelings. The Makyo Star amplified my wrath, my pain, and my sorrow. It turned me into a monster and because of it, a misguided man trying to establish peace for his people had to die. Although his actions were good intentionally it would have been problematic for the Earth...Killing him wasn't the correct solution though, and it will be something I'm forced to live with."
She stood up, resting a hand on her stomach as she looked down to Etoru. "So...Lets not be monsters...Lets work to be something better. Okay?"
Etoru noticed something about Maeve when he told her story. Her fins on her head drooped down like a saddened puppy. The child saw her frown and realized his story did seem a bit depressing. Ironically, it effected her more than him! Well, at THE MOMENT anyways. Etoru finished his story only to receive Maeve's comment on the Ancient Hound. Etoru hung his head. "I guess so, it did stoop pretty low...but Ms.Maeve! It's really strong...! W-When I was fighting Zerori so she wouldn't leave Earth and go down a darker path, it triggered when I was on the verge of losing! And my power...rivaled even hers Ms.Maeve!" Etoru pouted. "I don't like using it...it's scary...and I don't have a lot of control either." Etoru is usually blind from rage when he's in that state. He is aware of what's going on around him, but attacking an ally is likely to happen if they provoke him and his goals.
Then he realized what he just said. He admitted he fought Zerori, which he wanted to keep a secret. He didn't want anyone to know he let her get away and instantly put his hand on his mouth gasping. "Uhhh! F-Forget what I said! O-Okay?!" He hung his head and tried to forget he said it as well. That didn't go well now did it? Then Maeve told him it's actions don't make out what kind of person Etoru is. She cupped his cheeks gently, causing Etoru to look up at her. His mouth was gaped open a bit as he stared at the demoness's face. Then she started to talk about how when she was under the influence of the Makyo star, she killed 'the fallen general'. Who was she talking about? Then he realized what she was talking about. Natto. She did it. She was the one who killed his friend. Etoru pushed away from her and recoiled back looking at her in shock.
"S-S-Stop...a-are you talking about...Mr.Natto...?" Etoru clenched his fists tightly. "S...So you did it then...?" He looked down in sorrow. "A...A...and my sister....Tomoroko is gone because of that..." Etoru clenched his fists tightly. He looked back up at her sadly before he turned his head thinking about it. Doing this would make her feel bad, and he knew it. It was a war. She did what she needed to do. And it wasn't her fault...the Makyo star controlled her. What did people think when that evil magic controlled Etoru? Exactly. Etoru turned his head slowly back. "...Sorry I reacted like that....Ms.Maeve...you didn't mean it. I know..." He walked up with a weak smile. He hugged her before giving her a brighter smile, whether or not she felt bad. "In the mean time...let's put that aside. It was going so well and happy, so~! Let me try and show you that Wolf Spirit thing! Maybe you can help me deal with it!" Etoru jumped back and charged up. He got on all fours and growled. However it all came to no avail. Etoru frowned. "ACTIVATE!" Nothing. "uh...OPEN SESAME!" Yet again, he failed. "ABRA KA DABRA! HOCUS POCUS! ACTIVATION KEY! OPEN! TURN ON! TURN OFF?!" Etoru rolled on his back whining in frustration.
Post by Maeve Rakshasa on Mar 29, 2016 5:56:07 GMT
Maeve meanwhile, sat with her eyes closed. There was no smile at Etoru's cute little attempt to summon an angry demon that possessed his tiny form. She was reflecting on one word. 'Friend' The one known as Natto was his friend. A friend she killed. Her eyes opened as a whisper of a ghost crawled down her spines.
"Some Heroes you turned out to be..."
What hit her harder was the fact that the boys family, possibly his only family, was gone due to her actions. Despite the ...Differences. Between her and her family she still loved and cared for...Some of them. Namely her older sister. In a weird violent way she knew her sister cared for her too.
"Etoru." She said, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. She looked up to him before pulling him into another hug. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry I took your friend. I know I wasn't myself but, I still take responsibility." The demoness said with a sad little frown as she looked away from the boy. She wanted to explain why she did it but she couldn't explain to him what he was planning, how it would have affected the people of Earth or how it would have incurred the ire of the saiyan empire. "He..." She lost her words as she ran some clawed fingers through her ruby locks.
"Let's just leave it at I'm sorry. It's something I think about often. I wish I could have handled it differently." She said as she slowly started to walk once more. The intense pain of the smallest super saiyan's might had subsided to a survivable degree. She contemplated on leaving but something didn't feel right.
Etoru frowned as he lied on his back. He gave up on trying to transform into it. As much as he hated the form, Maeve could be the one to help get rid of it...right? After all, she was a demon from the demon realm! So who would know better! The child sighed as he sat back up. He crawled too his feet dusting himself off before he looked up at Maeve who seemed to have a sad look plastered on her face. Etoru blinked blankly. Was she sad about what she did...? Before he knew it, she whispered his name and brought him into a hug. Not particularly liking hugs since he was a warrior! He was about to push off but decided against it. IF he did, he might make her feel even worse.
Etoru frowned when she started too apologize. "...M-Ms.Maeve, it wasn't your f---" She cut him off and continued speaking. Etoru didn't even know how to make her feel better. When he did those evil things, nothing was able to change him for a while. He even went as far as to quit martial arts for a short period of time. Then, she let go and it looked like she was about to talk about Natto. Then she stopped. Etoru hung his head, his hair and the shade covering his eyes. "...Leave it at that..." Etoru mumbled as she was walking away reluctantly. Etoru picked his head back up glaring at her. His pupils were thin, signs of the Wolf Spirit's power flowing through him, however he was no where near the transformation. "HE WHAT?! LOOK!" Etoru snarled. "I know you feel bad! But it wasn't YOUR FAULT! Are you saying that all those people I killed or hurt when I had some evil magic flowing in me made it 'my fault'...!" Gritting his teeth, there were small fangs. His nails were a teed bit sharper as well. But, all the changes weren't near the full effect. He pointed at her glaring. "With that said, finish your sentence Ms.Maeve!" Etoru was completely oblivious to the changes occurring, and really was just enraged that she was keeping a secret he 'needed' to know from him!