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Post by Zucceta on Aug 24, 2016 22:31:07 GMT
Coming From HereSeveral minutes of flying was enough to carry Zucceta from one part of the planet to another. It became readily apparent that Etoru was following her. She wonders, briefly, if she could simply speed up and lose him, eventually powering down. She was, after all, far faster in her Super Saiyan Two state than Etoru would be even at his full power. Still, it would simply be delaying the inevitable. The boy was out for her guts, and in that way he was like a true saiya-jin.
She found herself floating above Diablo Desert. The sweltering place was where she had lived during her first stint on Earth, floating lazily in a ship with Pipa and a couple of other saiyans, banished or running from Vegeta the exact same as her. Now she was the only one left. She didn't know if they were dead, or just gone.
She didn't really care.
She sets down in the shake of a rocky plateau, a craggy orange arch. The desert was named Diablo for a reason; it was hot like a gateway to hell. And, for all she knew, that might be where she was heading soon, and all because she showed her face to save someone. She finds herself laughing for a moment.
She folds her arms and waits for Etoru to catch up, pressing her back up against the geological spires, her eyes closed, breathing rhythmically in, and out, and in.
She decides she won't allow herself to die today.
Etoru
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Post by Etoru on Aug 26, 2016 4:59:00 GMT
Etoru let his energy flare to the max, and began to chase after her. Even at his full power, he found it quite difficult to catch up with the Saiyaness. The boy scrunched up his face slightly, getting a bit discouraged. "If I can barely keep up with her speed...do I even have a chance...I'm just going to make myself look like an idiot..." Etoru grit his teeth. The thought annoyed him. Finally getting this chance only to lose by a long shot. He was well aware that he was out of his league, but he didn't care. He was going to make sure she died. Even if it kills him.
The child stopped in midair above the rocky terrain. The area was a wasteland. And boy was it hot. The young hybrid noticed Zucceta lying against a rock with her arms crossed and eyes closed. "Grrr....! J-Just look at her....thinking she's so cool...! Well I'll show her.....!" Etoru charged a yellow Ki blast in his palm. Smirking, he chucked it a few feet in front of Zucceta, causing a small explosion to erupt, and plenty of dust. Etoru flew into the dust and landed onto the rubble. He was preparing to strike a pose before he breathed in some of the dust and began to cough. It didn't help that the particles also got in his eyes.
When the smoke cleared, Etoru would still be coughing and rubbing his watery eyes. He looked at Zucceta and immediately cleared his throat while blinking with force a few times. "H-Heh...I'm here. Loser." He glared, desperately trying to keep up his sweet, cool guy persona.
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Post by Zucceta on Aug 26, 2016 15:25:34 GMT
Zucceta lazily opened half an eyelid as the ki blast explodes into the sand and dust a few metres forwards from her. Unfortunately for Etoru, the suction of his landing drew the sand towards him, resulting in his choking fit. The queen manages to keep a straight face. She nods at the child, her arms unfurling as she steps into the heat of the sun, the first bead of sweat trickling from her hairline.
"You did good in the city, Etoru. You helped save a lot of lives by putting out those fires." Her mechanical arm extends, as if to shake his hand. "I want to help people, too. Deep down I think you know I'm not lying, not tricking you. I've done things that I wish to atone for."
"That said, if you decide to fight me, know that I won't let you kill me. Not today. You'll have to work for it."
And she waits, her hand extended. The desert was still with heat. The seconds echoed on.
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Post by Etoru on Aug 26, 2016 15:53:03 GMT
Etoru watched as she stepped forward. The heat beaming down on the two. It felt like he was in an oven...! But he knew he'd just have to bare with it. Etoru listened to her words. A cocky grin grew on his face. "Of course I did good....cause I always do good. Unlike you." Etoru turned his cheek stubbornly. After hearing her next set of words, a frown of dissatisfaction grew onto his face. Etoru looked back at her, now seeing the metal hand extended towards him. He craned his neck up to look at the queen. Moments of silence filled the air as the sun continued to shine down on them. "Y...You're lying. And even if you aren't! Even if somehow you wanna be a good person, I don't care! I'm not doing this for you, or for anyone else! I'm doing this for ME."
Looking at her hand, he attempted to slap away. "We're fighting. And I am going to kill you." With that said, Etoru flew back a good distance. If he was going to fight, he wanted it on fair grounds, despite being out of his league. While floating back, he summoned a clone that flew to the middle, between the two warriors. Etoru landed on his feet and kept his eyes locked on Zucceta. The cloned raised his hand in a goofy manner. "On this corner we haaaaaaaaave some wanna be hero who thinks she's so tough....Zucceta....!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Spinning his arms fast, he pointed at Etoru. "And on this corner we have the lean, mean, Zucceta beating machine! E-E-Etoru!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Dust circled around Etoru's feet as his aura flared slightly. The times finally come...! The clone began to continue on. "Fighters ready?! FFFFFIGHT!"
The clone vanished and Etoru kicked off, soaring towards Zucceta. He threw a barrage of punches and kicks at her torso and face while floating to help keep up with the height difference. While throwing his punches, he'd summon a clone on his right side to help in his assault against her. Just shortly after, he summoned one on his left side to join in on the barrage. The two clones on the left tried to throw both their fists on either side of her face while simultaneously, Etoru threw his tiny fist at her throat. ---
The battle has started!
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Post by Zucceta on Aug 26, 2016 16:59:40 GMT
Zucceta's face turns from a neutral gesture, the hope of a truce, to a resigned tightness. Her top lip twitches once, then again, setting into an angry line as her eyebrows furrow. The boy had rejected her pact for peace. She had tried, was trying. She was going to undo the losses which had caused this child to hate her, but still, he persisted. Of course he did, for he knew no better. He was a child.
And any children who lacked control of their tempers required discipline.
Zucceta's electric aura surges around her as the synapses of her own memories ignite.
The young saiyan girl's right arm hangs limply at her side, her left hand clutching it. Her eyes were red with tears.
"You would have killed that boy," her teacher, Mistress Sativa, spoke with the low tone of irritation that, saiyan or otherwise, all teachers are known to possess.
"So what? We're saiyans, right? We kill people we don't like!" The young Zucceta hisses, her mind running back to the pulsing ruin of Cabahg, the boy who had taught her rage.
"Not in my class. You're to learn discipline."
The petulant child glances at her broken wrist. "Is this discipline, then?" Her tone was sardonic.
Sativa grimaces. Her fist flies out and strikes the pre-teen Zucceta in the gut.
The queen stares at Etoru. Her anger, fueled in part by the natural aggression inherent to the ascended super saiyan form, begins to bubble to the surface as the child begins to showboat, a 'clone' of the child introducing the fight, to no-one in particular, in the middle of the desert.
When the child burst forward, Zucceta found herself quite easily deflecting his punches, even when the clones joined in with the barrage. As per her knowledge of the split technique, it became clear that its uses in one-on-one combat were limited at best. Dividing your power did not make it more efficient; quite the contrary. Their were some advantages to the technique, but not in this type of situation.
Growing bored with deflection, the queen slams her right foot out in an attempt to push the 'main' Etoru away. With both of her arms, she grabs for the throats of the clones.
"You're to learn discipline," she echoes, slamming both of the clones, hard, into the 'base' Etoru.
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Post by Etoru on Aug 28, 2016 6:27:14 GMT
Etoru's hits were being swept aside quite easily. In fact, nothing really changed when he summoned the two other clones. It was frustrating to say the least...! When he came in for his big finish for his barrage, he was pushed back a bit from the Saiyaness's foot. Almost immediately after, she managed to grab both clones throats and bring them towards Etoru. Her words echoed through the air just before the clones smashed into the boy, vanishing right after impact. The pint sized warrior yelped and fell to the ground, only to shoot right back up at her. "HOW'S THIS FOR DISCIPLINE!" Etoru threw his knee towards her chin in efforts to actually land a strike on her. He wasn't going to be swept aside like some chil--well, you get the point. ---
OOC: Just a heads up. The clones Etoru summons are a variant of the multi-form. While he is splitting his power, he isn't really dividing it up in halves and stuff. Just a small amount, so kind of like any other passive attack. Of course you probably already knew that.
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Post by Zucceta on Aug 29, 2016 16:38:40 GMT
The knee collides with the ascended super saiyan's chin. Her head juts back, but her body does not move backwards. Zucceta's eyes look downwards, her characteristic smirk flashing on to her features as a trickle of blood drips from her chin. The skin was broken, but asides from that his attack hadn't done very much.
"I admire your resilience, brat, but didn't your parents tell you never to play with fire?" The last word is growled as she opens the palm of her mechanical Furiosa fist. It crackles before immediately bursting with ki-charged flame, a searing wave heading point-blank at the child.
[N1 Combustion used on Etoru 2662992 PL 2/3 KP]
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Post by Etoru on Aug 29, 2016 20:08:52 GMT
"HRAGH!" Etoru's knee collided against the queen's chin. Her head craned up a bit, but other than that...she didn't move. A smirk grew on her face while blood began to seep out. "W...What...?!" A look of worry crept onto Etoru's face. His lips quivered nervously. He swallowed a lump in his throat. Her words echoed through his head. Her palm opened right in front of his face. The child had a shocked expression on his face. There was no where to go...there wasn't enough time to move! Etoru furrowed his eyebrows. In the nick of time, he figured out a plan that might work. At the precise second before the flame was discharged, he burrowed his way underground while replacing his previous self with a clone! Meanwhile, the real Etoru had his power suppressed to avoid detection. Hopefully this plan would work...!
"W-Wait!" The decoy cried out before he placed his arms in an 'x' formation to protect his vital spots from the flames. He cried out in agony as it crashed down upon him. The ground scorched, leaving black ashes around. Smoke trailed around everywhere as well! The clones legs wobbled before it fell to the ground onto its back. The super Saiyan hair falling back into place and back into its natural color. He lied there, his arms burnt and a few spots on his torso or face that the flames managed to hit. It was quiet. The air was still. Etoru let a few moments pass before he made his move.
"....now...." He thought. Without a moments notice, the young hybrid bursted out of the ground, his fists clenched tightly. "NO! BUT MS.ZERORI DID! HRAGH!" With all the power he could muster, Etoru threw his fist towards her throat once more. He wasn't going to let all his training go to waste for nothing! ---
[SU1] After image used.
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Post by Zucceta on Aug 29, 2016 21:41:18 GMT
The queen of all saiyans claps her hands in satisfaction as the child would drop, singed and unconscious, to the ground. She had expected more of a fight, in all honesty, but was glad that she could now move on. Maybe she could finally find the others and summon the-
Another fist impacts with her chin. This one was slightly more unexpected than the first, and she feels her jaw rock slightly. Still, she doesn't allow herself to reel; it was second nature to her, now, to react to an unexpected blow. Too many scars on her body came from such instances in her past
Both of her hands wrap around the arm pressed against her face before it has time to be pulled away. Electricity sparks around her as her left hand, organic flesh, knuckle and nail, tightens deliberately, painfully, around Etoru's wrist. "When I was your age, I killed a boy in one of my classes on Vegeta. I did not intend to do so, but it was the first time I'd ever let rage overtake me. If you make that same mistake, you will grow up to become just. Like. Me."
And, with that, she twists the wrist, intending to dislocate his hand if not snap it at the bone.
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Post by Etoru on Aug 29, 2016 23:34:19 GMT
Etoru smirked. His plan actually worked! Before he had time to think, he felt his hand get grabbed. Etoru yelped and tried to pull back, but her grip was too strong. Before he knew it, she began to tighten her hands. He growled in pain. He was in quite the pickle. He really had no idea how he'd get out of this one...! "L...Let go...!" Etoru cried out. Zucceta began to speak, talking about how she almost killed a boy in her class when she was a child. Etoru continued to glare at her. Her last words really triggered him, but before he could even reply...she snapped his wrist.
Etoru cried out loudly in pain holding his wrist. He stumbled backwards, clutching it tightly. Tears rolled down his face and his knees crashed against the dirt. "I-I...I...H-h-hate you!" He sniffled, and let his tear filled eyes pierce her. He wasn't just gonna roll over and give up! Not now! Etoru got up to his feet and ran at her letting out a battle cry. "HRAAGHHH!" He threw his fist at her gut followed by a side kick to her rib cage.
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Post by Zucceta on Aug 29, 2016 23:52:53 GMT
She didn't feel great about what she did, but it was one of the only ways she felt she could get her point across. "I'm not my biggest fan, either. Start down the path of revenge and, one day, you'll become the person you once hated." She briefly wonders if Etoru will even understand her point, her reasoning. It had taken her years to come to that conclusion on her own, but perhaps it was a futile lesson to teach. Zucceta felt that she still had to try.
The child was an echo of her younger self. More powerful, with trickier techniques, but the personality was there. Hope, maimed by rage and vengeance. It saddened her that she, now, had become the source.
She catches the fist, and moves into the kick, her hips swaying towards the blow and nullifying most of its damage. "I don't want to hurt you any more, but you need to listen. Together we could help save people, like--like back in the city. I want to change who I am. I want to fix things. I want hope!"
"I deserve your rage, but killing me won't fix anything! You're smart enough to know that!"
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Post by Etoru on Aug 30, 2016 4:53:08 GMT
Zucceta managed to grab his fist and nullify the blow of his kick. He struggled to get out of her grip once more, only this time she wasn't squeezing anything. "Shut up!" Etoru spat out. "I'll never be like you! If you think I'm gonna go around becoming some stupid bully and kill entire planets just for power, then you're WRONG!" The boy grinded his teeth together when she started to talk. He narrowed his eyes at her. "I said shut up! I don't care if you're really trying to do good. I already told you, I'm doing this for me! So you WILL hurt me and you're NOT going to hold back you ugly old clown!"
With those words said, his golden aura flared wildly. Etoru tried to escape her grip and jump back to gain distance. Whether he succeded or not, he'd go ahead and summon his attack, all the while trying to pull himself out of her grip. About six clones appeared in the air behind her and came raining down towards the queen. The first one flew in for a kick towards her head, while the second attempted to sweep her legs. Immediately after the third and fourth flew around quickly and simultaneously went to elbow her gut leaving the fifth and sixth to punch both sides of her cheeks. Etoru, assuming that escaped her grip, would stand ready, in a serpent stance. ---
[N1] Super Multi-Form Attack|PL: 1,317,767 fired at Zucceta.
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Post by Zucceta on Aug 30, 2016 15:29:29 GMT
Zucceta's lips raise into a feral snarl as her words bounce, again and again, against deaf ears. "Stubborn ass!" She roars, lightning dancing around her aura like a maniac ballet. Etoru wriggles free of her grip with a surge of power, and the queen is surrounded by the clones.
The child might not know it, but he was pushing Zucceta closer and closer to the edge of her newest resolve. Deep anger was welling up within her, thick and black as tar.
As the first clone moves towards her, the queen decides that she wouldn't hold back. She'd refrain from the killing blow, but Etoru wasn't going to stop while he could still move.
She raises her left hand to the level of her face, her arm bending, as ki surges. Two fingers point upwards.
An explosion emanates from her body, contained to a localised area but with power comparable to nuclear fusion engines. The intent was to destroy the clones, and knock out Etoru, if at all possible.
[UP2 Silent Fireworks used, explosion generated from Zucceta as centre. 5325984 - Etoru's attack
4,008,217 aimed at Etoru.
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Post by Etoru on Aug 31, 2016 2:11:03 GMT
Etoru's first clone went up first...however, even he didn't get passed. Zucceta summoned up an explosion radius that immediately disintegrated the clones. Etoru's eyes widened in surprise. "N-NO WAY!" He grunted before letting out a yelp of pain. He put his arms in front of him to minimize the damage. His clothes were getting shredded and the force pushed him back. Etoru slid on his back against the dirt, and lied there. Blood trickled down his arms and forehead. Etoru twitched a bit, gritting his teeth tightly. His golden locks of hair fell down and his eyes returned to it's dark color. He looked at the queen, who now stood a good few meters away because of that attack. Etoru was beginning to lose consciousness. his eyes started to feel a little heavy.
--- Suddenly, he noticed he was in some dark void. In fact, this void seemed all too familiar. Etoru looked around cautiously. He furrowed his eyebrows knowing all too well where he was. "What do you want..." A deep, eerie voice laughed aloud. It echoed, and Etoru couldn't tell where it was coming from. "Only to help you Etoru..." The young hybrid clenched his fists tightly. He remained quiet however. "Leave me alone...I already lost. Get out of here." From the dark abyss, came a large, dark orange furred wolf. It's piercing yellow eyes met Etoru's form. "I can lend you my power....let it run through your veins boy...you can't beat her on your own..." Etoru bared his teeth while he hung his head a bit. "Just shut up!" The spirit laughed. "Oh Etoru...you know it's very well true. You've failed countless amounts of times...you let your friends down so many times...and you couldn't even keep your promise of avenging any of them."
Etoru glared at him intently. "I SAID SHUT UP!" The wolf smirked. "Come boy...let me help you..." The spirit raised it's paw. It's large claw was placed gently on Etoru's forehead. In this dark abyss, Etoru's eyes turned into that familiar orange hue with those beast like slits. ---
In the real world, Etoru's form was surrounded by a wild, ominous orange aura. It flared wildly around him, like a tornado of sorts. His wounds began to close up, and he began to slowly stand up. "I-I...I said...no..." Etoru mumbled to himself. "I don't need your help....I'm not going to fail anymore....." The orange aura started to go away, but only to be replaced with a golden one. "I'm not going to break my promise...ESPECIALLY BECAUSE OF A BIG BULLY LIKE YOU...." He growled. His black hair immediately flashed golden. He let out a loud roar as his aura flared. The ground beneath him cracked and his power began to shoot up wildly. "HRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!!!!!!!!" Lightning began to surround his form, before he let out another outburst of his power loose. A crater formed beneath his feet. His headband began to hover over his head due to the power he was emitting. His hair shot up and his eyes seemed to be filled with rage and determination. "I'll kill you...!" He hissed. --- Senzu Bean used; Flavored as Wolf Spirit's healing
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Post by Zucceta on Aug 31, 2016 18:47:52 GMT
She smiles briefly, ferally, as the clones vanish and the boy collapses onto the ground, skidding through the dust and sand from the intensity of her explosion. Her victory seemed secured. Seconds passed without movement from Etoru, his body still and small against the oppressive desert heat. Sensing his energy to make sure he wasn't in a near-death state, she begins to walk towards the younger fighter. She'd take him to the Lookout. Maeve, hopefully, would understand.
Her footsteps pause as an orange aura flows around the brown-haired child. She groans as his eyes flicker open. It was the same aura that he had extended to Plato, to heal his wounds. And here, yet again, his wounds were healed. Her fingers quiver unconsciously. There was something artificial about the aura in comparison to Etoru's energy signature, like a secondary being inhabiting his body. "What the hell is that, anyway?!" She growls. It would be extremely useful if she could replicate whatever it was he was using; having her own wounds heal on the fly would be a great boost to her fighting potential.
The golden aura flowing back to life was expected; what was unexpected was the power surge, the increase in rage, the lightning dancing around his form. Zucceta pinches the bridge of her nose. "You've gotta be fucking kidding me."
What had been a mild threat, even a nuisance, had turned into a knife-edge situation. Her pupils narrow.
She still had a slight edge on the boy, but no longer could she afford to pull any punches. She vows to herself, silently, one thing. No matter what, she could not kill this one, even if she were lose without applying lethal force.
The queen rushes forwards and aims to deliver a downwards chop at the right side of Etoru's throat.
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