Worlds Apart(During Time Skip/Emanuel)

[Maya]

Anger was not a trait that Maya was innately came packaged with, no it was an ability, a talent which it had come across mostly in result from watching Akassa constantly. The woman was strong willed, and usually collective of herself but shallowly nested under her skin lay a deeply embedded coating of anger, pent up from years of repressing thoughts and feelings. Being the Kings bastard daughter things were expected and emotions were a display that could not been seen by others in such an up bringing, and with no outlit such things brewed and festered till all that was left was anger; anger for those that hurt her, anger for those that oppressed her. Maya was quick to pick up on the small signals produced from Akassa and envelope them into her conscience; she was like a sponge, absorbing all that was and applying it to her own daily occurrences. It might not have been right, but Maya came to trust Akassa and in her eyes the woman was never wrong; most unfortunate for those that had the correct word play to pin point her triggers and paint themselves a target.

With her power tripling from her base Maya made thought to quickly vaporize the human from the surface of the moon, no longer was there a restraint locking her actions; all that went through her mind was to defeat and loom over the dead form of the man. Logic could not be found in her actions, rather the bubbling emotions poured from her body; there had never been a cause or real reason to act in such a mannerism but what he had said- the way he had gone about as if Maya felt such a way about Akassa made a flare burst in her chest. She didn't even understand why what he said had such an effect on her but she wasn't thinking much on that right now; deep within the only signals that registered were those that deemed the human should no longer live.

There was prediction that he would dodge, to simply move out of the way and no surprise came when he backed from the direct path of Maya's energy blast, having such a build up to the action there had been plenty of moments where he could have moved into a better tactical position which he indeed took. He was lucky, unfortunately the wooded area for miles behind him had no legs in which to run away from the encroaching power and bent at their roots till they disappeared leaving only ashes to tell a story of woods long gone. Recoiling from the strength of her own attack Maya's eyes followed him as he took to the skies with a single burst of speed he was soon hovering deeply in the sky above, while the distance between them had wided greatly it was but a few steps away with the speeds that Maya could achieve at her level. She could have moved, she should have moved but there was a pause to see what he could do; curious in nature Maya often prohibited herself from action until she saw the results of another. A process of learning in combat always held added benefits down the road, whether in the current battle or ones that would come after. Holding her position, her head raised to the heavens above as she watch and waited for whatever he had planned. At the rate of speed she had come to know from him it was unlikely he would dive bomb her with any form of physical assault; there would be to much time given for her to react to an physical attack at such a distance leaving her with the upper hand. It was more likely that an energy attack would come from him; long distances made it all the more possible but having only seen him place a energy barrier around his body she was unsure that he had any such abilities. Only time would tell for either option but she would soon find out which event would come.

As luck would have it Maya would not come face to face with the man's fists as balls of energy began to be displace from the man as a shower of energy would soon set upon where she stood. With out having a current way of determining his own powers Maya need to hold caution with each of the energy attacks, while they themselves were weak regardless of who fired them there was no real reason to come into contact with one less it was necessary. With the few seconds that Maya had prior to his attack hitting the forest floor Maya shifted her stance as a large black blade began to force its way from Maya skin, crawling out with the suction of water pulling at its sides a full sided scythe was soon held in her hands. With a razor sharp blade whose size was just shorter that herself the weapon alone was dangerous but when held in the skillful hands of someone that new how to use it properly the scythe became a brutal slayer; as fortune would have it, Maya knew how to use it.

Jetting off from the ground in a straight line towards the man Maya began to spin the scythe from the staff in a arching circle at such a speed the weapon became more like a blurring shimmer than an weapon any more. While most of the small beams of energy simply over shot her body a few came close to striking but it was the windmilling scythe that defended her from their explosive force as they were ripped apart with the sheer strength behind her moving arms.

Closing the distance between the two of them in a few seconds flat Maya found herself on the man quickly with a scythe of death cycling about in front of herself, its defense had proved well but one swipe with the weapon would surely make him two people instead of one, and where was the joy in that. Moving out of the direct path of the firing energy blasts with a shift to the right Maya arced the scythe over her shoulder as the edge along the blade began to glow bright yellow; tearing through the air blade first a shimmering blade of energy shot from the scythe. Curved, the energy wave resembled the scythes blade in fashion however Maya was not simply satisfied with just one; repeating the method the man would soon find himself with three of the similar energy blade soaring towards him, each as deadly as the last.

[Emanuel/Cellaci]

Emanuel already made the assumption that due to the subject's rage she would barrel towards him knowing that her superior strength fused with her malice would protect her from what he could dish out. The object that cracked against her skin gnashing to be freed was something he did not calculate, nor would he be able to grasp until he saw it in action. His curiosity was piqued by the female now, that's not to saw it wasn't before but now this was an ability he wouldn't usually say was synonymous with the human appearance she held. Emanuel being from earth had come across most of what human enemies could conjure, from energy manifestation to cybernetics to bodily mutation, this however did not fall in the purview of the range of knowledge he'd collected about the nature of the human fighting style. Whoever this person was both inhuman and held a massive admiration for Akassa, this was truly an interesting opponent as those two features had as strange juxtaposition.

She cleared the distance in much the time window Emanuel would have expected, fucking quickly. He'd forced the blast to cease firing from his palms automatically and devoted them to coming forward to act as line of defense against whatever the female would intend on. The form that had separated from her flesh adopted the form of a scythe, he did not have time to deliberate on the peculiar choice of form for such an object before energy streamed from the blade of the weapon in equally deadly looking incandescent crescents.

Emanuel was not going to hazard gauging the capacity of these arcs of raw energy as he was not sure he would be able to remain intact after giving them an examination of power. Both his hands came forward in a fashion the female might be familiar with by now as another rain of ki blast erupted from his hands dotting the sky in front of her with a steadily increasing rain of green energy. Despite recycling the attack it did produce a new effect, Emanuel allowed the force of blast to propel him backwards to where the crescents of energy would not be in direct hazard trajectory of him. The tactic was also revamped in that the blast were now of larger frequency and magnitude. Emanuel would not casually allow his enemy to assume her maximum power and not do the same, thus leading to the upgrade in power of his technique.

The battle was once again elevated in the most literal sense as Emanuel once again took the benefit of the high ground by letting his blasts shoot him upward.

"Are your frustrations being alleviated any?"

Emanuel shouted down at her still insistent on playing therapist during the fight.

[Maya]

Maya always thought that Nasu was the most irritating person that had never had the misfortune to cross in her path but she was starting to understand the the universe was just filled with those that seemed to find the correct point in which they could crawl under your skin and fester their like a open wound against the elements. She wasn't quite sure what if anything about the man that she hated so much but a burning called from inside her to render the man from the face of the universe, to rip his eyes from their sockets only to make him watch himself as she destroyed what remained of his body- such a thought was never one she had of any person before even Nasu but something... something about this man prodded all the right places that set her off.

It came as a small surprise to see that he was able to devise a method in which to evade her scythe, even gaining some distance between herself and him but the shock was quick to wear off as it was replaced with rage; the boiling cauldron of hate that brew within her only amounted to generate more steam from her insides. Growling slightly under her breath with frustration Maya shook her head back and forth at the irritation that the man was inflicting on her mind, while nothing physical he had done to her effected her in any mannerism his actions in not dying were like a vice on her thoughts.

Bursting forward with a gust of speed Maya spared no moment here, there was to much inside her to contain it any longer and her outlet was making a mockery of her; he should have died, why won't he die! Charging at full speed Maya soon came in striking distance of the man but death was no the main concern any longer, she wanted to make him suffer for his deeds. If only he had died in with the first attack them this all could have been said and done but no longer was a quick death an option, it had to be slow, racking his skin off, tearing his bones from his body- ANYTHING to make his regret his actions here today.

At his question Maya grunted loudly picking her scythe up from over her shoulder.

"No!"

Bringing the hilt of the scythe down she would aim to crack it upon the back of his head with all the strength that flooded through her body, the rage alone seemed to fuel her than her own body. If contact was made she wouldn't let the ride end there, so much more could be done with a limp body than one single strike and she aimed to do so. Slipping the scythe blade around his body Maya would spin around using the scythe as a launcher of sorts to fling him further into the skies but not before her foot jutted out striking him in his back, it was all possible that the strike could possible fracture or break something given the force she implemented behind it but at this point she no longer cared. With his body raising higher into the skies above Maya would latch her scythe onto her skin as if it was magnetic, raising her arms high above her head the all to familiar green energy would being to resonate in her palms with a shimmering display of silver sparks at her finger tips.

"Pulsar Cannon!"

 Her voice would echo across the landscape as dual balls of energy would soar high above her aimed straight towards the man, whether he would make it out of this she was not sure, but Maya would be ready to pounce upon him again if given the chance.

[Emanuel/Cellaci]

Throughout the course of this skirmish Emanuel had to wonder just what he'd done to warrant such vitriol. He understood that envy was a powerful emotion which drove even the most even minded individuals into fits that allowed them to indulge in the very belligerent emotions they stifled by keeping their desires and personal grievances away from the forefront of their person. This level of unadulterated frustration however was something reserved usually for people who had done the other great wrong, as far as he could tell Emanuel had never come in contact with this female in the past, and niehter would he want to in the future if this is how she would continue to greet him.

Her immense speed was already something he'd taken into consideration given he knew he was dealing with a superior opponent as he was still allowing a torrent of ki energy to escape from his hands until he could find her close enough to increase the distance between them once again.

"No!"

Was the simple phrase that allowed him to understand that his desire to keep a safe distance throughout the course of the fight was not going to be possible. The retort wailed in his ear drums as the sound from her answer was so close it would have been enough to deafen a normal man. The hilt of her weapon cracked against his skull as she had intended sending Emanuel into an ephemeral daze that lasted only long enough for him understand that he had been struck in the back by her foot, he could not do much in the way of defending himself but he employed what he could. He rotated enough to allow his forearm to reach behind him to deflect the full brunt of the strike though he did not stop himself from being flung by the force behind it, he wanted the distance for what would come next.

He could already feel his blood coating the back of his teeth from just those two strikes. His smile communicated something other than pain however, he enjoyed being struck, some would call it masochism but Emanuel knew it to be something not nearly as depraved, this female was a challenge.

"Pulsar Cannon!"

"Oh shit here we go."

The young half saiyan responded to hearing the name of the technique that had rendered an entire forest into mulch. Emmanuel was ready to withstand the attack for the sake of an advantage, what this advantage was this woman was about to find out. The sky was lit up by the power that was radiating from the female combatants hands but they were not the only sources of green light that hung among the clouds. Surrounding the sky making the day light sky appear to be the star dotted tapestry that is the night sky were all of the blast of ki Emanuel had been dispersing up this point, he'd never intended to actually hit his mystery assaliant with this up front, he was waiting for this moment. Bringing both his palms to together the obscene amount of green bulbs converged on the females position, she may fast but an explosion of this magnitude would catch anyone, Emanuel would have to wait and see if she did not have an ace for the occasion.

Kakusan Yuudou Kikou Ha

The half saiyan chose to confront her exchange as best he could, head on. Relying on the shield formed around him he braced himself spinning rapidly in hopes that the energy would be deflected at least to some extent.

His intuition proved right as the energy did find itself redirected but not nearly as effectively as it should have been to keep him unscathed. Even as his shield worked desperately to keep him intact and his spinning motion made him a more elusive target to pin point he still suffered as his enemy had intended, his gambit simply ensured that he would not be disintegrated upon contact, though he was not the majority of his clothes were. Thank the Kai's his pants were able to survive the blast.
 

[Maya]

Time slowed, everything acted like one of those low quality, battery powered clocks that was on its last trickle of energy; the seconds hands, smallest of them all only had enough juice to trudge along silently waiting to die off as well. Droplets of blood sprayed out form from the impact of the scythes blunt hilt into the rays of the looming sun, almost like a crimson rainbow it formed before her eyes. Slamming down right in the side of the man's skull, it couldn't had been a better hit. The right amount of raw strength, accuracy and anger forced into a congealed concoction which fueled the weapon to split his skull with a hair line crack. It wouldn't kill the man not by a long shot but the pain would reach limits that most would buckle at the knees and beg for death but this man... one part of Maya assumed he loved the idea of pain seeing as his ever present voice called to her, taunting in his speech only causing a deeper wedge between Maya and where her reality lay.

Maya herself was not entirely sure just where her sanity nestled at the moment, somewhere lost between the vast pages of her mind, over throw by anger... or was it concern? From the glazed appearance in her eyes it would have been difficult if not impossible for anyone; even counting herself, to understand just what caused an out burst of... of emotion. The machine was not like those of flesh and blood, it was born in ways that not even she knew of, or for that matter, for what reason. Only when adopting a new form had these new found identities forced their way into her entity, what one might call a person. At first, they had been like the background noise of a not as far away radio station, clearly visible to the the mind but just shallow enough to pay no attention; only if it had stayed such a way. Over time it grew, no longer was it faint, a rasp in the corners of her mind but like a rolling tide in came in waves washing away anything of logic when it did so. Luck was something Maya had come to understand as being on her side for these cases; triggers though few in number persisted but episodes had always gone unnoticed within the private walls of her palace quarters. Luck was a finite factor however, no matter how often one could find themselves in the graceful embrace of lucks fortitude it never lasted forever and this is what Maya turned into; only Akassa had seen her in such a state but nothing near as violent as she was displaying now.

Blood oozed from the scythes hilt, an expected result having done as she had but it was merely noted more than observed at this point. Maya's soul fixation was now on the man alone, she cared not for what was to come afterwards, what Akassa might do... or not do, her mind was a haze of mystery and a longing that pulled at her from deep within.

Body jittering from the resulting impact into his skull the man appeared stunned for the time being giving Maya a brief break from his "nails on board" voice. With a quick slip of her pole armed weapon she was able to wrap the weapons blade around his chest and with relative ease flip him in a long arc around her body tossing him high off into the surrounding sky. While the intent of the toss was to send him rocketing away to launch one final and deadly blast, the fine workmanship of the blade craved a shallow slice that warped around the man's body parting the lower half of his shirt from his top.

Arm extending away from her body Maya took aim at the tumbling target, there was no difficultly in hitting him at such an range and not with the focus she was pouring into it. Holding aim green flicks of energy began to pool in the depths of her palm, silver strands of lightning burst from her finger towards the center as the energy began to accumulate. Off in the distance a similar type of light came to Maya's attention, he was doing something in order to protect himself from the on coming attack; what is was? Maya knew not, nor did she care. This man was below her in every way she could think of, his physical combat showed no feats of abilities beyond that of her own; if he had any intellect then he would have backed down long before any of this rose to such levels. He was below her, he was below Akassa, there was nothing worth of note to redeem from the fate he had chosen.

Blaring with light the blast of silver spun energy bolted from Maya's arm recoiling her backwards in the air to some degree before she reestablished herself once again. Eyes locked onto the man she watched in silence as the pulsing ball of energy slammed into his position, as soon as the orb exploded the rippling air gusted around her, flipping her long strands of black hair back and forth, Maya could tell something had gone a wry. The result was not of one which to be expected yet the damage had been done, clothes all but removed minus the seemingly indestructible trousers he wore. While the green aura from her own attack had not been alone she was unsure of what caused the fact that he was still alive... it mattered not. From the broken appearance of the man he barley had so much as a leg to stand on let alone continue this one sided assault.

Maya floated there above the clouds, above the torn, parted wood lands below as she watched the man in his decrepit state of existence. She knew not why she paused there but something was off, she was sure of it, the lingering thought in the back of her mind warned her of something coming. Eyes dropping from the man they glanced out across the surrounding skies before they came upon the glowing energy blasts that seemed to conjurer from nothing themselves.

"Had it been him?"

 Maya questioned herself unaware of the origin of which they had come from.

There had been no one else in the area that she had been aware of this whole time... if it was the man it didn't matter much, she could with stand any abilities, any punches he threw at her. Energy shots barring down at her from every direction Maya held her ground firmly with their approach. Churning the skies above in a shower of flames the explosions set out to envelope Maya in a fury of sparks.

Smoke dwindling in the light breeze Maya stood once more towering over the lands, flames licked at her clothes or what remained of them, little more than scraps of sundered strips of cotton. Shoulders hunched over with a bowed head she slowly brought her face to greet the horizon as her once shut eyes opened. There was no anger, no fear, nothing to resemble anything close to an emotion, just a blank stare that looked towards the man.

"No. It was him."
 
Without so much as thought Maya was upon the man once more, he was limp, torn from head to toe, one more strike he would find himself in a shallow grave that not even those that wished to find him would be able to pinpoint... perhaps the sun? Appearing being him in a burst of speed Maya arched her leg around in a spinning motion towards his neck. Coming down from above at a angle the force of the blow would send him plowing towards the ground in a matter of seconds till he found himself face to face with the stone cold soil.