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A Redoubtable Reconciliation

Post by Turles on 8/19/2012, 7:22 pm

The dust settled slowly as the Prince’s arm fell to his waist, his eyes closed in smug satisfaction. The grin he wore on his face was a signal toward his mood, which had improved greatly since he had first arrived on the godforsaken rock that was Planet Earth. It was likely because of the battle he’d just managed to take part in, the scuffle in which he had just managed to emerge victorious. While it hadn’t been very close, it hadn’t ever needed to be. He’d been seeking some form of entertainment, and he’d found that and more.

The boy who now lay on the hood of a car was unconscious; for good reason. His bleeding would probably subside sooner or later, provided he was truly a full blooded Saiyan. As his energy fell back to resting level, the Prince checked himself for anything other than cosmetic damage. The boy had managed to give him a few mild burns, blackening his gloves and battle jumper. However, that wasn’t too large of a concern. He was in fine condition.

Wiping dust and debris off of his epaulette, he strode forward with all the confidence deserving of his station. His opponent had not only revealed his heritage, but the verification of his theory. There was no ‘Son Goku’ on Earth. No, that was simply the misconception of the human populace. There was only Kakarot, the Saiyan Broly, and himself. Those were the only three that seemed to matter. The only three who possessed world breaking power; they were the holy trinity of Saiyans.

As sirens and other blaring noises rang in his ears, he stopped his stride at the front of the boy’s resting place. He was sprawled across the interior of a car, which had collapsed underneath the force of the collision. The final impact of his last attack had sent the boy flying into it, so while the damage was truly his fault, he felt no remorse. The human should not have left it there for so long. It would have remained untouched had he simply used it to flee, instead of letting his greed get the better of him.

That was something all humans seemed to be guilty of: avarice. They feared more for their lives than anything else. It wasn’t something that was necessarily shameful, but it was something that was true. No one could deny that humans let their emotions and instincts rule them. Saiyans however, had evolved past that point. Vegeta no longer felt fear in battle, nor did he let his primal instinct rule his reaction.

He extended a hand toward the boy’s leg, hoping to close his gloved fingers around it. It was at that moment that he realized he was going to need fresh gloves; however, he doubted he would manage to find any of the same quality in the backwater markets around the planet. He would be forced to special order something from his father’s storage. Expression now a glower, the Prince moved to pull the boy out of the vehicle and onto the concrete.

”Boy, wake up. I’m not done with you yet!”, his voice rose from between his lips in more of a bark than a command, having taken on the tone his upbringing and experience had given him.


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Re: A Redoubtable Reconciliation

Post by Gaza on 8/19/2012, 9:34 pm

It was over, everything was cold. It had finally happened to him, and at such a young age. Gaza didn't expect to feel this way until long down the line in his life. At the hands of the Saiyan Prince, Gaza didn't know this, but it was an honor, truly. Now everything he had done, meant nothing. All his progress, wasted. All his promises, unfulfilled. But then, there was still something there. Something holding him down, still binding him to his Earthly body. He didn't know what it was, but he felt it slipping further and further as he lay still. As he lay dying, truthfully.

”Boy, wake up. I’m not done with you yet!”

Those were the words that pulled Gaza back from the verge of death. He had let himself drift off in the calm solace that was the afterlife. He'd perhaps even began his journey to Otherworld. Now, instead, he was groaning, smashed into the front windshield of a car, being commanded by the only other Saiyan he'd seen on Earth. Then he remembered what had just happened. He thought the man had already finished him off, he was wrong. "What more- do you want from me?" Gaza choked out from between his lips. The corners of his mouth were red with blood. "I've told you everything I know." Gaza said, sitting up. He felt strangely rejuvenated. What could that have meant? He didn't know this, but this was the work of his Saiyan heritage. He sat up, watching as right before his eyes, his wounds slowly stopped bleeding. The glass crunched as he stood up out of the car's windshield. It was an unpleasant sound, reminding Gaza of the impact again. His heart sank as it played in his mind again. A flashback so soon after the incident, it was uncalled for. He quickly shook the thought from his mind, no room for fear and weakness.

"So, what can I do to help you find Goku?" Gaza said, entirely serious. He didn't want to die here, he wanted to get stronger! If that meant selling out 'Earth's Hero' then so be it. It didn't affect him in the least if Goku disappeared. Perhaps it was for the best, it would give Gaza room to excel. "Really, anything." Gaza said as an evil smirk grew across his face and he got a heart piercing look in his eyes.

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Re: A Redoubtable Reconciliation

Post by Turles on 8/24/2012, 1:32 am

Allegiance; loyalty was something that seemed to dangerously hard to find in modern times. Too many warriors haphazardly placed themselves, taking a knee to someone more powerful than themselves until they found someone who exceeded even that strength. He had seen many a man pledge his honor to a lord he didn't believe in, only to make an effort to sell himself at the end of his pitiful life. The trouble with wheeling and dealing on foreign worlds was that it lowered your expectations for a servant. It lowered the value of a life.

As he watched this boy pick himself up out of the human vehicle, Vegeta pondered on the depths of his allegiance. He had no doubt that as soon as he found a more powerful lord, he would switch ships. If this 'Son Goku' were more powerful than him, would he once more flip sides? It wasn't something that he doubted. No, it was probably true. Could he blame him? Yes, he could. Would he blame him? Not quite yet. He still had use for the boy. He did not cast aside those he still had use for.

He crossed his singed arms tightly, examining the child before him. His wounds were already healing nicely, proof of his heritage. However, his class was still up for debate. The boy merely knew that he was a Saiyan; he knew not of his classing or his ancestry. It was more than likely that he was a low class fighter, but something about his growing strength was confusing Vegeta. No low class fighter could grow in power so quickly; even his own Zenkai didn't kick in that swiftly.

For a tension filled moment, the Prince returned his new found 'ally's piercing gaze. The intensity in the child's eyes could have torn through a steel girder; something that he found admirable. If this boy could somehow prove his loyalty, he would be an asset indeed. The moment, like most tended to, passed with little incident. Vegeta's eyes narrowed, as his jaw tightened. He had to word this carefully, otherwise the boy might not understand.

Energy swirled around his fist as he uncrossed his arms, extending a hand to the child who had just crawled off of the top of the car; he was steady enough to stand, by now. That was a sign of his resilience, if nothing else. The Prince stepped forward as he examined the child further, scrutinizing him with a gaze that could have leveled a building. He was trying to discern the boy's class; he certainly didn't look like a low class fighter. They tended to be more bland, more...blended with the race.

This child was vibrant, brightly colored and powerful.

”Boy. You will do what I say from now on, do you understand?”, his voice was even and steady, paced and slow. He was going to make sure this boy either understood him, or stood under the dirt. He didn't care which event came to pass; the life of a single child was not his concern. He was more focused on a world full of warriors among the stars, struggling for their survival in hundreds of thousands of wars throughout the galaxy.

He was concerned about the development of his people.


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Re: A Redoubtable Reconciliation

Post by Gaza on 8/24/2012, 8:43 am

He had waited for a reply, so long he was sure something was wrong, but when it came Gaza was sure that he had made the right decision. ”Boy. You will do what I say from now on, do you understand?” Vegeta said, after closely examining him.

"I wouldn't have it any other way." Gaza said with a nod. He didn't love the idea entirely, until he though of the possibility of Vegeta actually helping him grow more powerful. Even withing the time he had crashed into the car, then picked himself up, he felt more powerful. It wasn't something he understood, nor was it something he questioned. Power was power, regardless of how it came about, now was not the time to question his ancestry. It was easy to tell that Vegeta, though apparently of some sort of nobility, was a bit impressed by Gaza. He couldn't argue, he was impressed with himself as well. It was simply the matter of what to do with this new found ability. It was a matter of focusing it in the right areas so he would be able to grow stronger even faster. If he aligned himself correctly, he should be able to gain more power than he could imagine. He wanted to align himself with Vegeta, he truly would be able to help him.

If there was one thing Gaza was, it was loyal. He didn't falter to easily on the side of trust, he was sure that what he had heard was incorrect, he liked the idea of causing chaos too much. It wasn't as dull as being the protector, that involved to much waiting. The hero rarely got to instigate the attack, which Gaza liked to do, although regularly, weak earthlings came after him like he was a chump. He didn't understand, he was of more than average physique, yet they, being soft little men, decided they could take him on. He quickly disposed of them, but it confused him.

For now, little of that mattered, Gaza had a more important cause at hand. There was just one question he needed answered. "What are we gonna do when we find him?"

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Re: A Redoubtable Reconciliation

Post by Turles on 8/24/2012, 8:01 pm

Vegeta turned as the boy voiced his loyalty. While he knew he couldn't take the child on his word, he knew that the boy would at least follow him until he could over power him. It wasn't something he would allow himself to worry about; no, that was simply to be expected. Humans were such deceptive creatures, in their minds. How were they to know that their tricks were so easily seen through? For a moment, he stood stock still, staring off into the skies above. They had turned from a cheerful blue to a drab grey.

A storm was coming on the horizon. He could see it in the darkened clouds, brewing as it prepared to wash over the city, as if scrubbing away the sins of it's inhabitants. The boy's words reached his ears with little incident, and it took a fair amount of consideration to reply. He knew that Kakarot had become the hero of this people, the champion of a fragile world. However, Vegeta could not allow that to continue. Kakarot was not their warrior. He was property of the Saiyan Empire, and the Saiyan Empire did not take kindly to theft.

”If we find Kakarot? That depends, boy. If he comes along quietly, we'll have no reason to fight. If he decides he wants to be more...uppity?”, as a gentle breeze washed over the square, that fanged grin emerged once more, signifying the devilish intent behind his calm exterior. There was no way that Kakarot would provide him with much sport; he was the warrior famed for being born with a power level of two, the bastardized son of a powerful warrior.

”That's where we have the real fun.”; there it was, the truth behind the collected persona. Even Vegeta was victim to his own desire for battle, regardless of his noble heritage. He briefly pictured the crest that adorned his battle armor, the sign of his birth, his father's family symbol. The true sign of the elite, the warrior's crest. It was the source of his pride, the swagger in his stride. It was his everything; it was responsible for his life and his development, his very success.

His boots left the ground as the scent of rain was cast over the square, small droplets now falling to Earth in the wake of his ascent. It was as he had prepared to fly off into the distance that he realized he had almost forgotten to ask the boy; he could not forget to obtain the child's name, or he would lack a way to contact the boy again. He would not fall victim to such shortcomings as lack of contact; no, he had overcome them before in the past, and he had no desire to do so again.

”What's your name boy?”, though this served a dual purpose. With a name, he may have been able to track down records...Find the boy's pod, even. If he could find out exactly what he was dealing with, that would ease the paranoia brewing in his mind like the storm in the sky.


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Re: A Redoubtable Reconciliation

Post by Gaza on 8/24/2012, 8:23 pm

It was a warm feeling Gaza got when Vegeta replied, and secretly, he was hoping the prince would suggest something of the sorts. "If we find Kakarot? That depends, boy. If he comes along quietly, we'll have no reason to fight. If he decides he wants to be more...uppity?” Gaza liked where this statement was heading, he had to stop himself from grinning ear to ear. ”That's where we have the real fun.” Vegeta added. Gaza nodded, he would much enjoy it if 'Kakarot' was less than cooperative. Gaza assumed Kakarot was Goku's Saiyan name, the one he had abandoned, dishonoring his heritage.

It was quite obvious that the though of battle excited Vegeta as well. Gaza could not blame him, after all, he had the same desire himself. It would be a very good way to test hist strength, seeing as Kakarot was the strongest of Earth's warriors. Yes, that did seem like the perfect plan. Eliminating Kakarot, leaving Gaza as the strongest being. Or rather the one with the strongest capability, that he knew of at least. Vegeta ascended into the air, almost instantaneously the sky began weeping. It was like the skies of Earth were crying for they knew the pact that had just been made.

It appeared like Vegeta was going to just leave right there, that upset Gaza. Then he turned back, seeming to realize the mistake he had made. ”What's your name boy?” Vegeta said, peering down towards Gaza.

"Gaza." Gaza bowed, "at your service."

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