Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2014 13:22:07 GMT -5
Muneate’s two-seated space ship landed on Earth in Central City. It really was not hers to own, but she had bought a ticket for it, so as she exited the space vessel she thanked the pilot and headed out of it. It was not usual for her to thank someone, but from here on out she figured she was going to have a grand time finding a proper meal on planet Earth whereas her free meals on New Vegeta were few and far between now thanks to the queen of the planet Akassa Hattori. She had started a shaky relationship with the half-blooded Saiyan only to find that she did not like it as much as she realized now.
She needed more food and her tummy was rumbling more because of it. Moreover, her need for clothes was more important as she found herself standing in the streets of the Earth’s main city with her blond hair draped over a torn white tank top, black shirt, and a regular pair of white jeans and boots. She looked around and notices yet again that many of the world’s residents are staring at her as they did on Vegeta. At this moment, she counts one hundred people total one of them heading towards the spaceport’s exit and the rest hanging around, probably for an off-world flight to elsewhere in the universe.
“Damn curiosity seekers…” Muneate mutters kicking a can at her feet. The blue and white unlabeled metal object soars through the air striking a man, wearing a tuxedo and walking around with a briefcase, in the back of his head. He slumps over when the can begins to fall.
“Oomph!” he groans his breath giving out.
Muneate walks over to him and the people in the space port begin to feel terrified knowing this girl is clearly another punk from some other part of the galaxy, yet they have no idea what she’s doing here so in their terror they cry, “Stop! Don’t touch that man you monster!”
She ignores them, bends over the body and sees that her can kicking has left an impression in the back of the man’s skull. Blood leaks out of it and she chuckles. “I didn’t know my power could so easily turn a can into a weapon. I’m so glad I was experimented on.”
The people hear these words and one of the people in the crowd pulls out a gun, aims it at her head and fires with the intention to kill her. Perhaps they know what she is when she speaks those words, but their efforts around quite futile as Muneate rolls backwards to dodge the bullet then leaps over the dead man and jumps into the center of the crowd.
“Who fired that puny projectile at me!” she screams, “I’m not in the best of moods so give yourself up here and-” another bullet fires with a loud bang. She turns her head only to find the bullet graze past her left cheek. Blood seeps down the side and she grabs her left cheek with her left hand and raises her right hand immediately to counter attack. A white beam erupts from her right palm as she immediately counter attacks and vaporizes three human beings in an instant.
“Hey!” the ninety-six remaining people cry in rage. Muneate has no idea why they are yelling at her like that but it is perhaps because they cannot stand the fact that Muneate is killing at random on their home world. She begins to cackle only to feel another killing intent coming from behind her. A person leaps out of the crowd intent on giving her a flying kick into the back of the head, but Muneate ducks, crouching low to the ground then raises her shoulders up to flip the would be attacker over her back and use his force against her own. This person screams and ends up flying back into the crowd only to end up caught by his comrades. Muneate ponders what she has gotten herself into until she notices that a woman with brown hair and green eyes as well as a man next to her are wearing tan uniforms, actually everyone in this crowd is. She also notices that each of them have a pin that looks like a globe with the words, “King’s Army”.
“What is this ‘King’s Army’ you meat sacks,” she questions as she stands before her would be attackers.
“We’re the people that keep the space port clear of trouble when Kami or the Earth’s king is too busy to do so. And yet here you are some riff-raff from far away taking out an important target/task from the protectors of this world.” the woman with brown hair answers her, “You’re halting an investigation into a crime boss from the planet Catalyst. An alien known as a Caballye or ‘Horse Man’ lived on that planet wracked by giant lizard attacks, human invasion, and other still undisclosed threats. He built himself up as the planet’s ruler and took it upon himself to name the place Castelle as he destroyed these threats or twisted them to his will. His organization NEON or New Earth Offensive Network i.e. New Empire of Numbers i.e. Not Expected or Normal is a group of humans lead by humans and aliens that was hell bent on just causing general chaos here on Earth. Yet with our world leaders out on a more serious case, these small fry have not been catch able until now. In addition, you, you just killed the only real leader of it. Some guy and a girl went around killing them for a while, but we’ve been too caught up in paper work until recently to have any desire”
Muneate had never heard of that planet before nor understand what any of them were talking of, but she places her hands on her hips and says, “I don’t want to cause you trouble, but do you perhaps think I’m here to take your target’s head?” She finds this leader to be rather annoying if he is the commander of a king’s army.
“It’s clear you already did,” a man with long gray hair and black eyes states as he steps into the center of the crowd and raises a hand gun at Muneate. His uniform is well pressed and there is a large frown on his face for Muneate actions already.
“I have no idea where you have come from, but reports state that someone was coming to kill this man. A man named Harmut Jace Tuscana-Err.” The leader answers.
For some reason Muneate felt like she could connect deeply with that name in her heart, it brought up a lot of anger in her for some reason she did not understand. Yet she felt her heart beat faster just by the simple mention of it. “Did someone I ate know this man?” she wondered while she back flipped over the soldiers. “Maybe I heard it from mother somehow?”
She looked down at the man as she turned her head back to him and used the back end of her heel to completely flip the man over with a strong kick. He had short black hair, black eyes, and a wicked smile on his face. The image bore into her mind and she cried, “That man! That man is finally dead! He’s finally dead!”
All the soldiers level their guns at her and consider firing at her although, Muneate stops shouting and thinks, “Hey, wait, how do I even know this guy. I feel… strange… Somehow, I think a planet they speak of is some importance to me, maybe, but it goes by the name Castelle. No, that is his name for it. That’s Harmut’s name.” tears stream down her eyes as she realizes something odd they’re all out to kill her now just for admitting that she has a connection to a man she doesn’t even know.
“I can go to this Catalyst planet and hear or find my own answers there. Mother, I am sure when I was asleep this place was spoken of it. Now I really need to kill her for that before I head off and live on my own. This is all insane. I just want to be my own person. And I will make this happen because I have no connections with NEON or anything else like them.” She says accidentally speaking her thoughts aloud for the soldiers to hear. She clenches her fists and decides it is time to end whatever kind of standstill they are at currently for accidentally attacking someone in the street, especially someone of the likes of Harmut. She needs truth and nothing she realizes on Earth can help her find age-old secrets that she wants. No, what she needs is Zeni to carve a new path to expand her power and will in the universe as a whole.
She is of Saiyan blood now as well as Caballye, Giran, and other materials. She is also human too, so whatever connections they hope to pin her on for this issue are not something she is a part of now, not anymore. The people of Castelle, the Caballye, she suddenly comes to remember are ‘horse men’ long-bred for war against the giant lizard like dragons of their home world. Over the hundred or so years they actually lived false history has always been with them since they never really had strong writings to go back and check. Yet they believed this history to be thousands of years old due to their established king Harmut. Their people are devastated in ten years time, in the time that her earliest of meals Roxsenne lived and in which she ended up exiled to Earth. It is here memories of that life suddenly arise in the Bio-Android of her fighting this corrupt network of NEON only to never find true answers since the money to return to her planet is never collected to locate it. The passionate warrior she remembers becomes her food as part of the process that ends up used to make her. Muneate eats the downhearted clueless warrior and only comes here because she simply wishes to take a break when in fact this planet, though it offers little of her original meal’s culture, reminds her of this woman’s goal to go home.
Muneate feels the spark to go home too. Yet also the spark to remain unused by outside influence, as well as he spark to defeat those who stand in her way because she realizes in this moment none of the crap they spout matters. Only the money to go home does and she can sense in that brief case that is behind her feet is perhaps technology, maybe tools, or maybe Zeni itself that she can use to get to her goal. She remembers she is an eating machine and measly guns will not stop her powers, even though there is a good deal of blood dripping down her cheek covering her face in red fluid.
Her power comes out of her body, rising two fold above her normal level and she whips her tongue out like a spoon scooping up ten soldiers in a sudden display of might. They scream as she swallows them all, and when that happens the commander orders all his troops to fire, it is clear she will not back down. Bullets whiz by her and strike her belly multiple times, as her stomach digests the ten people she quickly grabbed.
She fires multiple beams from her right hand despite all the blood dripping from her stomach and watches as the soldiers turn to ash. Now is not the time to be stopped she realizes as she grabs the suit and drags herself through the space station and searches for the freedom she wants. The freedom to eat and absorb whomever she wants whenever she wants to is nearby. She will learn the secrets of her creation she promises as she turns back and vaporizes the body of her so-called uncle with a beam of energy. “Wait,” she thinks, “This man could never be my uncle. He is not evil enough, nor do I relate to him. All I did was ate his niece to survive.
She needed more food and her tummy was rumbling more because of it. Moreover, her need for clothes was more important as she found herself standing in the streets of the Earth’s main city with her blond hair draped over a torn white tank top, black shirt, and a regular pair of white jeans and boots. She looked around and notices yet again that many of the world’s residents are staring at her as they did on Vegeta. At this moment, she counts one hundred people total one of them heading towards the spaceport’s exit and the rest hanging around, probably for an off-world flight to elsewhere in the universe.
“Damn curiosity seekers…” Muneate mutters kicking a can at her feet. The blue and white unlabeled metal object soars through the air striking a man, wearing a tuxedo and walking around with a briefcase, in the back of his head. He slumps over when the can begins to fall.
“Oomph!” he groans his breath giving out.
Muneate walks over to him and the people in the space port begin to feel terrified knowing this girl is clearly another punk from some other part of the galaxy, yet they have no idea what she’s doing here so in their terror they cry, “Stop! Don’t touch that man you monster!”
She ignores them, bends over the body and sees that her can kicking has left an impression in the back of the man’s skull. Blood leaks out of it and she chuckles. “I didn’t know my power could so easily turn a can into a weapon. I’m so glad I was experimented on.”
The people hear these words and one of the people in the crowd pulls out a gun, aims it at her head and fires with the intention to kill her. Perhaps they know what she is when she speaks those words, but their efforts around quite futile as Muneate rolls backwards to dodge the bullet then leaps over the dead man and jumps into the center of the crowd.
“Who fired that puny projectile at me!” she screams, “I’m not in the best of moods so give yourself up here and-” another bullet fires with a loud bang. She turns her head only to find the bullet graze past her left cheek. Blood seeps down the side and she grabs her left cheek with her left hand and raises her right hand immediately to counter attack. A white beam erupts from her right palm as she immediately counter attacks and vaporizes three human beings in an instant.
“Hey!” the ninety-six remaining people cry in rage. Muneate has no idea why they are yelling at her like that but it is perhaps because they cannot stand the fact that Muneate is killing at random on their home world. She begins to cackle only to feel another killing intent coming from behind her. A person leaps out of the crowd intent on giving her a flying kick into the back of the head, but Muneate ducks, crouching low to the ground then raises her shoulders up to flip the would be attacker over her back and use his force against her own. This person screams and ends up flying back into the crowd only to end up caught by his comrades. Muneate ponders what she has gotten herself into until she notices that a woman with brown hair and green eyes as well as a man next to her are wearing tan uniforms, actually everyone in this crowd is. She also notices that each of them have a pin that looks like a globe with the words, “King’s Army”.
“What is this ‘King’s Army’ you meat sacks,” she questions as she stands before her would be attackers.
“We’re the people that keep the space port clear of trouble when Kami or the Earth’s king is too busy to do so. And yet here you are some riff-raff from far away taking out an important target/task from the protectors of this world.” the woman with brown hair answers her, “You’re halting an investigation into a crime boss from the planet Catalyst. An alien known as a Caballye or ‘Horse Man’ lived on that planet wracked by giant lizard attacks, human invasion, and other still undisclosed threats. He built himself up as the planet’s ruler and took it upon himself to name the place Castelle as he destroyed these threats or twisted them to his will. His organization NEON or New Earth Offensive Network i.e. New Empire of Numbers i.e. Not Expected or Normal is a group of humans lead by humans and aliens that was hell bent on just causing general chaos here on Earth. Yet with our world leaders out on a more serious case, these small fry have not been catch able until now. In addition, you, you just killed the only real leader of it. Some guy and a girl went around killing them for a while, but we’ve been too caught up in paper work until recently to have any desire”
Muneate had never heard of that planet before nor understand what any of them were talking of, but she places her hands on her hips and says, “I don’t want to cause you trouble, but do you perhaps think I’m here to take your target’s head?” She finds this leader to be rather annoying if he is the commander of a king’s army.
“It’s clear you already did,” a man with long gray hair and black eyes states as he steps into the center of the crowd and raises a hand gun at Muneate. His uniform is well pressed and there is a large frown on his face for Muneate actions already.
“I have no idea where you have come from, but reports state that someone was coming to kill this man. A man named Harmut Jace Tuscana-Err.” The leader answers.
For some reason Muneate felt like she could connect deeply with that name in her heart, it brought up a lot of anger in her for some reason she did not understand. Yet she felt her heart beat faster just by the simple mention of it. “Did someone I ate know this man?” she wondered while she back flipped over the soldiers. “Maybe I heard it from mother somehow?”
She looked down at the man as she turned her head back to him and used the back end of her heel to completely flip the man over with a strong kick. He had short black hair, black eyes, and a wicked smile on his face. The image bore into her mind and she cried, “That man! That man is finally dead! He’s finally dead!”
All the soldiers level their guns at her and consider firing at her although, Muneate stops shouting and thinks, “Hey, wait, how do I even know this guy. I feel… strange… Somehow, I think a planet they speak of is some importance to me, maybe, but it goes by the name Castelle. No, that is his name for it. That’s Harmut’s name.” tears stream down her eyes as she realizes something odd they’re all out to kill her now just for admitting that she has a connection to a man she doesn’t even know.
“I can go to this Catalyst planet and hear or find my own answers there. Mother, I am sure when I was asleep this place was spoken of it. Now I really need to kill her for that before I head off and live on my own. This is all insane. I just want to be my own person. And I will make this happen because I have no connections with NEON or anything else like them.” She says accidentally speaking her thoughts aloud for the soldiers to hear. She clenches her fists and decides it is time to end whatever kind of standstill they are at currently for accidentally attacking someone in the street, especially someone of the likes of Harmut. She needs truth and nothing she realizes on Earth can help her find age-old secrets that she wants. No, what she needs is Zeni to carve a new path to expand her power and will in the universe as a whole.
She is of Saiyan blood now as well as Caballye, Giran, and other materials. She is also human too, so whatever connections they hope to pin her on for this issue are not something she is a part of now, not anymore. The people of Castelle, the Caballye, she suddenly comes to remember are ‘horse men’ long-bred for war against the giant lizard like dragons of their home world. Over the hundred or so years they actually lived false history has always been with them since they never really had strong writings to go back and check. Yet they believed this history to be thousands of years old due to their established king Harmut. Their people are devastated in ten years time, in the time that her earliest of meals Roxsenne lived and in which she ended up exiled to Earth. It is here memories of that life suddenly arise in the Bio-Android of her fighting this corrupt network of NEON only to never find true answers since the money to return to her planet is never collected to locate it. The passionate warrior she remembers becomes her food as part of the process that ends up used to make her. Muneate eats the downhearted clueless warrior and only comes here because she simply wishes to take a break when in fact this planet, though it offers little of her original meal’s culture, reminds her of this woman’s goal to go home.
Muneate feels the spark to go home too. Yet also the spark to remain unused by outside influence, as well as he spark to defeat those who stand in her way because she realizes in this moment none of the crap they spout matters. Only the money to go home does and she can sense in that brief case that is behind her feet is perhaps technology, maybe tools, or maybe Zeni itself that she can use to get to her goal. She remembers she is an eating machine and measly guns will not stop her powers, even though there is a good deal of blood dripping down her cheek covering her face in red fluid.
Her power comes out of her body, rising two fold above her normal level and she whips her tongue out like a spoon scooping up ten soldiers in a sudden display of might. They scream as she swallows them all, and when that happens the commander orders all his troops to fire, it is clear she will not back down. Bullets whiz by her and strike her belly multiple times, as her stomach digests the ten people she quickly grabbed.
She fires multiple beams from her right hand despite all the blood dripping from her stomach and watches as the soldiers turn to ash. Now is not the time to be stopped she realizes as she grabs the suit and drags herself through the space station and searches for the freedom she wants. The freedom to eat and absorb whomever she wants whenever she wants to is nearby. She will learn the secrets of her creation she promises as she turns back and vaporizes the body of her so-called uncle with a beam of energy. “Wait,” she thinks, “This man could never be my uncle. He is not evil enough, nor do I relate to him. All I did was ate his niece to survive.