Return to Earth (OPEN)

Powerlevel With weights:6,138 

Plato sat in his ship looking up into the night sky from his window making a yawn. "Uh...." He said sitting on his bed "Guess i get some shut eye then head home to kontats." He muttered. He began to close his eye thinking about what he had seen over the past month. From meeting the new emperor of arosce, meeting Cipher, meeting the kashvarr and battling them, telling his people the truth of the kasvharr, going to plant vegeta and meeting the saiyan warriors and coming here. He had a good adventure those far. But he was tired, no point in staying up. He layed his head down on the pillow as he closed his eyes. He began to sleep but something keep waking him up. It felt like a knot in his stomach. He opened his eyes looking up at the roof but he saw nothing and heard nothing "Hmmm."

Plato tried to put his back down but the knot stayed, what was this feeling. He looked around the dark room. There was nothing here, nothing what could it be? He put his head back down sighing "Why can't i sleep." He could feel the sharp raise in power in the area, normally he probley wouldn't not be able to sense it but since most of the human powerlevel were 1 to 5 the huge powerlevel caught him complety off guard as he flipped to his feet crashing onto the floor before rolling into the wall with a thud. "What is that powerlevel." He said with a huff, he never felt such a powerlevel. He huffed sweat dripping down his face. He was not aware that powerlevel could get that high. His was around 12,000 and this was...over a million. It came a huge shock to him as he looked around "Is this the end of earth, is the queen of all saiyans." He muttered. "Who is this..." He said with complete and utter shock as he began to run out of his ship looking outside. He turned toward the west that were the power had appeared first to him as he blasted off at max speed. "Who is this...." He said with extreme caution to himself as he flew towards her.

The Kontats flew for at least 10 minutes before he arrived at the city looking around "Well the city is not gone." He said with a still terrified expression. why he came here, he had no real idea, but he was just drawn. He couldn't just let this pass under his nose, this could be a friend or foe, He had not made any enemies off his world as of yet. He flew towards the empress but he tried to make his presence at least known as possible. Of course he could not drop his own ki but he could try, maybe it could not sense ki. He Finally landed seeing the slit house of the aroscian. He knew right away it was an arosican, he had seen one before. The new emperor pooped into his head, maybe this was one of his associates, was he really that strong. That thought scared him, if this aroscian was a servant then how strong was the emperor and a better question, how strong was the queen of the saiyans.

He followed the aroscian, trying to first figure out the gender, he really did not know how to tell what sex an aroscian was. He assumed they had no sex but he could be wrong. He tried to keep hidden as best as he could, this could be a death trap for all he knew. His breathing got more spratic as he got closer, he was maybe 90 feet away. He held his hands over his mouth trying to steady his breathing. Whoever it was, it was powerful more powerful then any being he had ever and possible will ever see. He finally stopped just trying to watch without moving forward, her presence had scared him. He couldn't move forward without falling flat on his face.

 There was, up until that moment, nothing there. No hint of existence or flicker of power. However, in a moment, a line seemed to trace from nowhere. It cut down the air in a moment, leaving a simple zig-zag, like an elongated Z. The crack seemed to fold inward, revealing a quite different portion of reality behind it. It appeared to be some sort of courtyard. 

 From within the sudden rift emerged the massive form of Walker. He was quite different than Core or Wyntre had seen him before, however. The grey wooden body, demonic build, and most of all, his aura. The wave of energy seemed to deaden the air around him, not active but merely present. 

Thread PL:
 PL: 8,890,695

 Something had happened since he had last met the pair, this was clear. In fact, anyone with the ability to sense Ki would likely have felt this power twice in the last few weeks. Once, exploding into being, and a second time rising above it's current threshold during some intense battle on Earth. 

 He bowed to the ex-Queen, and straightened up slightly. "Greetings. It is good to see you back among the living. Welcome to Earth." 

He stared as another arsocian appeared his power nearly equal to the empress own his face in shock. So many strong people. He made a huffing noise. perhaps he was another ally of the emperor, Maybe a royal guard sent out here to find allies, the saiyan empire was powerful from what he heard it was not far fetched. He began to make his way forward until he saw saw the massive zig zag line appearing in the sky as he gulped. Were they invading the world? He had never heard of rift forming technology but he had just got here, perhaps it was common around the whole universe. He stared up "I really hope i'm not the only one here." He muttered getting ready to fight until he saw the man who walked form the rift.

His power was overwhelming to say at the least. That was an understatement, He believe The empress or the other aroscian was powerful he was dead wrong. He dwarfed any power he had ever sensed he was the strongest being he might ever see. "He..." He said to himself in a whisper, was he a god? Maybe he was the man he had been seeking. his eagerness became apparent as he began to advance towards them. He was of course afraid they would just blast him to bits, but hopefully they wouldn't. They could flick him in two if they so pleased. He was a small weed compared to massive trees, the difference in power was staggering. He landed on the building as the queen spoke.

So this being's name was walker, that did not sound very god like to him. He Looked at all three of them "Greeting i am Plato, i hope i'm not interrupting anything but i been observing for the past couple minutes." He bowed his head. He prayed he had not made the wrong choice and hopefully he had made a good first impression.

[Weights, Suppressed,]
Brisk had gotten used to the constant rumbling on the Empress' ship, and now was able to contently nap anytime, and anywhere within the ship. But on this particular morning, or, simulated internal clock morning, Brisk was particularly alert. When the Empress' log apparated in his ears and began to drone on about them entering the solar system, Brisk was already on his feet, wiping his weary eyes and yawning.

The child's lizard feet slapped on the ground unceremoniously as he walked to the corner of the room he was sleeping in. Peering out the window curiously, the child noticed that the constant blur of stars which whipped past the window were slowly trickling to a halt. All at once, the scene outside the window became fuzzy and then crystal clear; the ship had come to a stop and the stars outside had solidified. The internal clock read 3:15 AM.

Knowing this was his cue, Brisk looked outside curiously. Although the ship was evidently parked in place, he couldn't see anything. Curious, he decided he would set out of the room and go through the rest of the ship to look for Zexama before he headed outside to meet Wyntre.

The poor boy hadn't gotten much sleep the last simulated night at all. He was returning to the system which housed the planet earth after all, a place where he thought his galactic journey had come to an end. He had grown so much since he first set foot on the planet, and yet, he had grown so little. The child bit his lip, contemplating how much he had learned since he arrived on earth, and how ignorant he had been. Believing himself to be independent of arcosian culture, he had lived his whole life not knowing the tragedy which befell his homeland.

The two situations in which he arrived in the "Solar System" weren't that much different, in fact. The first he had been a stowaway on a trading ship, a self proclaimed galactic pirate. Now he was a Wyntre's captain, and arrived in a colossal ship, accompanied by people capable of destroying the planet itself.

After a few moments of contemplation, the youngling's glassy eyes narrowed as he snapped out of his trance. He had to get going if he wanted to accompany Wyntre!

Lifting off into the air and levitating effortlessly, the lizard boy swiveled through the air on his belly before glowing with a teal light and disappearing in a flash. The two fissioned arcosians darted off in different directions, their tiny bodies' adeptly maneuvering through the ship in search of Zexama. In spite of their hunt through a significant minority of the ship's many rooms, Zexama simply was nowhere to be found.

The twins re met in front of the original nap room and remerged, deciding it was probably an easier idea to head outside to look for Wyntre.

"Ms. Empress Wynnnntreee?" the child shouted as he darted towards the airlock, shifting through comfortably and bursting out into the vacuum of space with just a single uncomfortable shutter. The abyss was always so unforgiving! Shivering, Brisk looked around, surveilling the the visible surface of the ship to see where Wyntre could have gone. But unfortunately, neither she nor Zexama was anywhere in sight.

Allowing his aura to burst forth, the child rocketed around the perimeter of the spacecraft, searching for his guardian. The Valiance glimmered half obnoxiously half gloriously as Brisk hunted for his friends, but he was overtaken by shock when he finally reached the back of the ship and laid eyes upon the dark side of the moon.

The boy felt himself tear up as he looked frantically through blurred vision for his shipmates. Where could they have gone? They could be anywhere on that big stupid planet!!!! Brisk balled his fists in frustration, feeling anger welling up before it burst forth as a scared sob. His face was that of a child who had lost their mother in a massive shopping mall.

"W-Wyntre?"

He asked in a whimper more than a genuine shout for help. Wiping his initial tears away, Brisk careened towards the surface of the moon, headed out on a hunt for either of his two allies.

When his feet touched down on the surface of the planet, dust and ash caked between his toes immediately, giving the poor kid a rather uncomfortable sensation. Yelping, and jumping up into the air, Brisk began to accidentally drift away from the planet's surface. The gravity here was weaker than he expected. After dispelling the dirt between his toes, and shaking up the dust around him significantly, the child set out on his search. It didn't take more than ten minutes for him to circle the perimeter of the planet the first time, traveling across the rocky plains and through the blinding light and unforgiving dark. But it was on his second trip around the perimeter of the white planet when he spotted it in the sky: the Earth.

Of course! Wyntre and Zexama had gone to earth! Eagerly bolting back towards the Valliance, Brisk slipped through the airlock and raced towards the control room of the ship to leave a note to Wyntre and Zexama, telling them that he had gone to earth to look for them in case he didn't find them.

To the child's surprise, when he entered the cockpit of the ship, the control panel displayed Wyntre's coordinates right on the screen. Brisk blushed with embarrassment, his shoulders slumping in resignation. After spending about five minutes hitting himself on the forehead with his palm, and deciding to never speak of this ever again, the boy headed back towards the airlock.

Emerging for the second time that day, Brisk was finally ready to meet up with the Empress. Looking down towards the area of earth where the screen had displayed, the child revved up his ki and began flying the long haul down to the earth's surface. As the brilliant blues and greens grew larger in his frame of vision, the young arcosian could only feel a strange sense of nostalgia. Although he had only stayed on Earth for half a year at most, something inside of him said that this planet was his home.

 It was funny, honestly. It seemed like so many people willingly flew towards what could easily be certain death. His eyes passed over the others besides Wyntre. Aside from the now former Empress, Core was the only one with an even remotely passable Power Level. The approaching signature, Kazar, and this Plato. 

 Although, surprisingly, it seemed Kazar at least had a reason to be here. Perhaps he wasn't as foolish as he had seemed. If he was working for another Arcosian, then it made sense that he would approach. Nodding to Plato, he spoke, his voice rather cultured. "Greetings, Plato. It is a pleasure to meet you." He remained standing in place, facing Wyntre, and his arms folded behind his back, only his head turning. However, a small ripple opened in front the young man, and a hand, one definitely belonging to the tree, extended outwards. It seemed to be waiting for a hand-shake. 

 Looking back to the currently ex-temp Empress, he 'Spoke' again, his telepathic voice available to all present. "Things have become most complex since last we spoke. For once, I am hesitant to push forward, as the wrong choice may have great ramifications for the state of the world." He wouldn't normally share this information freely, but in this case, it seemed that Wyntre should be made aware.

 To her, and only her, his telepathic connection offered moments from the last few weeks. The current state of the Universe's powers. The fact that Zuccetta was on Earth, and seeking the Dragon Balls, possessing at least a few of the 7. The estimated strengths of her and Vipoi, who possessed one of them, both of whom he had fought. Finally, the curious comment of the Saiyan Queen about "Family." 

 It was there, should she choose to take it. "I believe this should get you up to speed. Another question occurs, however. What do you intend to do about the empire? As we have seen, many still recognize you as Empress, but another has risen to power in your stead. If necessary, I can have us to Arcose and back in very little time, should you choose to retake the throne. I doubt you would require my aid to defeat him, but it is offered in the spirit of good will, along with the utmost discretion."

 He didn't say anything further, but there was something lurkingly unsettling about the words "discretion". It almost gave the sense that, should this be required, anyone who chose to talk might find themselves unable to do so. The only way for three men to keep a secret, of course, was if two of them were dead. It was clear what side Walker considered himself on. The question was, what about everyone else? The tree's eyes glowed steadily, betraying no emotion, but to Wyntre alone, he said "Well then... Let's see how the supposedly loyal subjects react. If necessary, I can remove these events from their minds." 

He nodded as the queen made notice of him as for the time being he remained slinet, he was going to listen to what they had to say then maybe he would speak. What caught his ear was the statement about her, Empress hood, so was she the wife of Aburzate? He nodded his head, he would ask soon but now it was time to listen. He nodded as walker said hello. He looked as the small hand made of wood, made him look up in surprise, "Well i be dammed, i never though i'd ever see a walking tree." he shook the mans hand "Sounds like Kontats fairy tails." He said before becoming slient, the last fairy tail he read was a couple of weeks before he was taken away, it was not a good memory. He could see the other man come out heading to the empress, he looked like a human to hi, perhaps he was wrong maybe a saiyan, they seemed to look exactly like one another. He smiled as he listed to them but as walker spoke he could feel the tension.

The universe or at least this world seem to be in turmoil from the little he left off, not good for the world, Perhaps the saiyans and humans were at war? that was the only thing he could think of maybe planting the same tree that he had heard from the emperor, the tree of might was it. It was a dangerous power to have, and the human had very right to fear it. lucky it seemed to him kontats was an off world far from the kontat of other races. He felt very lucky however, his world would not be safe forever. When everything began to get slient he would cough as he would speak.

"I don't mean to be rude in anyway Empress, of Arosce, but are you somehow related to the new emperor? I am not aware of most of the universe political state, i only just left planet beppa, my "Home" world." He said with Quotation marks, that was not his home but it was were he lived after the experiments performed on him. "I have meet the new emperor, on Beppa, he spoke about this tree of might, how it destroyed arosce..." He probley should not of mentioned that but it just slipped out. "I just want to know...if she would do that to plant kontats my home, well i would pleasure for the kashvarr to be decimated i rather not also see my whole race turned into nutetrains for a massive tree." He said looking at the group, "I'd love to give a whole story on my life, it is quite boring but sad none the less however, i assume there is more important things then life stories being talked around here."

He made some suttee jestrues as he spoke "I will admit, i'm on earth mainly to get stronger in order to kill every single kasvharr on my home world, i assure you it may not be a big issue as of now but in a couple of years the kashvarr will be poised to destroyed large portions of the galxery i can prove there strength right here however, we would have to go somewhere away from the city, my beast is far too dangerous to let just roam a city."

He coughed "However, enough about my ranting, i mainly wanted to see who this was, I've only meet 2 aroscian so i assumed you empress were a scout to the current emperor, same with Core stold." He bowed his head in Apology, "Though now that is done perhaps i can get a understand of the current state of the universe, as i said early i don't have any idea what is going on which will not be good for me in the future if i wish to take part and make an active difference in the universe as a whole, my goal is kontats right now but i wish to do much more then help one world." He said as he looked into the night sky. He was hoping one of them could help him cipher was going to be a problem and he had to be taken care of, either by force or peace.

As the blue and green splotches grew larger and larger until they completely encompassed his vision, Brisk found himself frowning at the sudden splotch of grey forming as he descended. Stupid earth city taking away the pretty green view!

The boy dropped down from the sky eagerly landing on a sidewalk, to the distress of several nearby pedestrians, who quickly hurried on their way, obviously not wanting to socialize with the 3 foot tall frost demon.

Nothing beats the smell of earth cities! The combination of every delicious spice known to the universe alongside the refreshingly suffocating smog and exhaust fumes. Brisk almost set out to go get some food before he remembered why he was here in the first place.

Where was Wyntre?

The child certainly wasn't as distraught as he was on the moon: after all, this was his home turf. And so he set out casually to half look for Wyntre and half look for delicious food.

After walking a few blocks, and unknowingly walking in a giant circle, the boy finally struck gold as a man in a charcoal suit used one hand to toss a barely eaten hot-dog into a trash can, and the other to hold his weird flat scouter-thingy right up to his ear.

Onlookers reported that they couldn't decide what was more disturbing, the pearly white child running around naked, or the fact that he leapt inside of the trash can and emerged with the hot dog between his teeth, grinning.

Slurping the processed meat right down his gullet, the child beamed with delight as he skipped down the street, rejuvenated by his delicious garbage food. Suddenly, the boy noticed that all the cars seemed to stop moving all at once. Confused, Brisk cocked his head to the side and took to the air, startling all of those around him as he began to glide through the urban jungle.

Finally finding the source of all the traffic, Brisk noticed that there was one street where all the cars had their windows rolled down, and drivers were poking their heads out their windows with awe.

Deciding to join in on the fun, Brisk split in two to commence his super secret spy mode, and began quickly flying up the side of the skyscraper which everyone seemed to be so enthralled with.

What the boy saw would frighten him and fill him with rage. Before any of the members of the skyscraper meeting could see him, he would quickly dart to a nearby building and hide behind an air conditioning unit, panting with fear as he refused into one being.

He saw Wyntre, but…
The tree was here… The evil tree was here, somehow..! He had to save her, before the tree turned all the saiyans evil to kill her, like it had done to Zexama! The tree was much smaller on this planet but… There was no mistaking it, there was something positively evil there, and before he knew it it would probably be the size of the skyscraper itself.

He had no choice… He had to stop the tree!

Frantically panting and sweating, the seven year old began to flash back to his time on Kanassa, when Zexama nearly died. The formerly whimsical child fell to his hands and knees, grinding his teeth with repressed fear and anger that came pouring out all at once.

His kienzan had failed once before on the tree… But this time it wouldn't. It couldn't! There was no way to miss it this time, he had been practicing, he had been preparing for this moment.

His muscles twitching slightly with fear, Brisk slowly pushed himself up onto his knees, and then hoisted himself onto two feet. He would destroy this tree, finally... There were no saiyans here to stop it now. He would get revenge for Zexama, and save Wyntre…

He would end this once and for all!

The boy took a low stance with bent knees, and in one firm motion thrust his open palm upwards above his head. Still hidden behind the metal box on the building's roof, the boy had only his own fears to face. But it would take him several attempts of taking the stance and periodically curling up into fetus position before he would finally work up the nerve to do the deed.

Brisk pushed the energy out of his body, forming a concentrated orb in the palm of his upstretched hand. Beginning to slowly move his hand around in a circle, he clenched every muscle in his tiny body as the marble sized orb began to stretch out into a swirling disk, increasing in rotation speed with each spin.

Finally, ignoring every fiber of his instincts, the boy leapt up on top of the steel air conditioning unit so he was in the line of fire of the malicious vegetation.

"I WON'T LET YOU HURT ANY MORE OF MY FRIENDS, YOU EVIL TREE!" Screamed the boy, his high pitched voice cracking with genuine determination. "MS. EMPRESS, WATCH OUT!" The child shouted as he swiftly thwipped his arm forwards, flinging the swirling disk at top speed… straight towards that accursed tree of might's head!