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Post by Man on Aug 20, 2015 21:23:49 GMT -5
“I have to say, Ona did a swell job.” The scientist praised as he orbited the specimen known as Shun. They were within the capital’s Palatial Compound, a large castle built at the core of a great city called The City of Avalon, which float above the red plains of Avalon with helium. The inside of the structure was decorated in polished marble floors and supporting pillars. They stood among one of many concentric patterns on the floor. The boy had underwent a tremendous transformation throughout the previous months. He wished he could have been more involved in the project, but the scientist’s workload had increased exponentially since then. After all, now he had an entire planet to rule! With the biseijin overthrown and defeated by none other than Model Zero, King Ivan was presented to the inhabitants as their savior and new found ruler.
Model Zero and AEVA were also present. They had all just returned from their voyage to Alpha Prime where they discovered many interesting and somewhat disturbing things. Soon enough the scientist would reveal to them the things they had learned in the Omega Collective, but for the moment, Shun was his immediate concern. The boy was now about his exact height, taller if they considered the long rabbit ears. His eyes were as wide and curious as ever, if not wider! According to Zero, his power level had also increased dramatically –as anticipated. In fact, Shun was stronger than when Zero had first been activated; what that meant had yet to be determined, but it was something to be proud of.
“Tell me Shun, how do you feel?” The scientist wondered, no longer having to lean to look at the boy’s eyes. He wondered what must have been going through the boy’s mind. Did he feel any different? Did he remember who he was? Did he remember why he’s with Ivan or his conviction to become stronger?
Zero gazed at the boy from afar and scanned him with his built-in scouter. He’s stronger. the android noted, having compared Shun’s previously recorded power-level with the current he possessed. However, whether or not Zero had been surprised or impressed with the boy’s improvement, the android’s expression would remain the same blank stare as usual. AEVA, standing next to Zero, would soon after step forward and tap the boy on the shoulder. “Hello Shun,” she said, her voice still robotic and automated. “It is nice to see you after so long.” The boy may have been reawakened before their departure, but Model Zero was the only one besides Ona who had been able to witness the boy’s transformation. Despite Shun’s growth, he was still a peg or two shorter than AEVA and Zero.
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Post by shun on Aug 21, 2015 0:25:05 GMT -5
Shun blinks steadily, looking around he is surrounded by the people he knew so there was no sense of shyness. The walls were a faded marble white color, and the tiling on the floor was marble as well. "I honestly feel fine. My arms and legs are a little sore but other then that, I feel pretty great!" He exclaimed confidently. His saiyan tail swayed back and fourth and he had a pleasant look on his face. "I find it odd though. I find it odd that my current appearance reminds me of my rabbit.. Also what does power feel like? I still feel like my same old self.." He lets out a cutesy chuckle. Shun yawns and shrugs, looking behind Ivan, "Is there anything to eat around here?" the boy did feel quite famished. Maybe he was becoming more Saiyan now or he could just be hungry. He then looked at AEVA as she tapped his shoulder and hugged her tightly, "I-I know.. I honestly wished that it didn't take that long for my change to complete and maybe we all can catch up over a nice large steak?" The saiyan boys mouth starts to water slightly.
Shun then quickly turns serious, "On another note." He looks at Ivan with intent, "Have you heard anything from my mother?" Shun remembers why he did this in the first place. Being with Ivan for so long made Shun pick up many things that could prove helpful and crucial to his climb to the top. He learned from Ivan that no matter what... business always comes before pleasure and if you're going to make a promise it does not matter if it would potentially kill you, don't break it and the young boy would come to live by that and honor it. The boy had that same fiery passion in his eyes as he looked Ivan in the eyes.
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Post by Man on Aug 25, 2015 15:38:45 GMT -5
Ivan closed his eyes and sighed gently. The scientist shook his head silently at the boy, denying contact with his mother. “Unfortunately, Shun, I have not heard word from your mother. However, I wouldn’t worry. I hear New Vegeta has been doing well ever since their new Queen took office –too well, if you ask me...” Ivan diverged his eyes from the boy and stood straight with both arms locked behind his back. He surveyed his surroundings; AEVA, Zero, and Shun. The scientist’s gaze settled on a soldier whom was guarding the door of his assembly hall, a male hera with a shotgun. The soldier shook his head, Ivan nodded once. “It seems Ona hasn’t arrived, you will be tasked with debriefing her of the day’s events.” The soldier nodded in agreement. “Sir!”
Turning, he would face the boy once more. AEVA and Zero already knew everything, the scientist had hoped the former cardinal would be present for his announcement, but it seemed she had more important things to attend to. The soldier guarding the door would fill her in later, Shun was their only concern at the moment. “A lot of things have changed during your absence, Shun, allow me to fill you in during lunch.” The group would soon after exit the assembly hall and enter the dining room. Sitting across the table from Shun, Ivan felt somewhat nostalgic. Just like before, they held their most important and life-altering discussions through a meal. The difference, however, was the atmosphere. Last time they were in a modest restaurant back in Alpha Prime, this time, there was a long table in a luxurious castle with an army of personnel and bountiful food. Ivan was not wearing his lab coat, but the attire of royalty. He wore a white robe with golden streaks and matching hat.
Model Zero and AEVA stood beside the table, towards the center. They had no need for food, nor the need to seek comfort by sitting. “Feel free to eat to your heart’s content,” Ivan reassured the boy. Soon after, the scientist would start speaking of the events that had transpired. “During your absence, we have settled in this planet. You remember, don’t you? I mentioned we would be moving to a new planet right around the time we met and you moved in with me in Alpha Prime. I am now King of Lupin IV, this entire planet; from Avalon to Whitewater to Mt. Hielo, this is my kingdom!” The scientist raised his arms into the air with an expansive expression and a gleaming smile. However, that was just the beginning…
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Post by shun on Aug 25, 2015 17:36:47 GMT -5
Seeing the food, Shuns mouth began to water as he jabs at a piece of steak and puts it in his mouth. That single second and moment of him chewing on that steak was complete bliss at its finest. Shun does not think that he has tasted anything so succulent, so juicy, and so rich in flavor that had tingled his taste buds quite like this. The sauce was a bonus, too. The texture was flawless: Very flaccid. The texture could be compared to the soft fleshy portion of the hand located between the thumb and index finger, while letting the hand lay limp. The desire-factor: insatiable. After his first taste, the saiyan boy licked his lips and dug into another bite hoping to satisfy the ravenous appetite that awoke inside of his little belly, hungry for more.
The boy speaks with his mouth full, "T-this ish your kingdohm now, Are youh gonna take over the universh??"
Shun smiled and let his newest piece of steak slide slowly off his fork and into his mouth, removing the fork from his lips ever so slowly, savoring the taste. Shun couldn't help but smile with a sunny, innocent grin and a twinkle in his lustrous black eyes, raising his arms along with Ivan. As his arms raise, the steak starts to go down the wrong tube. "Y-Yay!" Shun coughed and strained after swallowing his piece of steak whole.
Shun takes a stab at the last piece of steak and holds the fork up to AEVA, "D-Do you want some, miss AEVA?"
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Post by Man on Aug 26, 2015 1:18:26 GMT -5
Ivan observed the boy amusingly, Shun had not changed in the slightest. If anything, he had become more extroverted, no longer the shy little boy. Honestly, his innocence troubled the scientist. How could he corrupt such a pure mind? He would most certainly take joy in demolishing his cute bubble. Ivan entertained himself in thought as the boy continued to eat like the savage saiyan he was. A bead of sweat rolled down the heran guard's face as he stared, dumbfounded by the amount of food the rabbit boy consumed so feverishly. His tongue swept over his dry lips as he contemplated the various delicacies which had been served on hot plates for the King and his honored guest. The soft and crisp bread, the broiled fish battered in lemon, the penne pasta which had been soaked in vodka sauce, the white rice... Oh! The rice! The glorious rice! If only he could be in the boy's shoes... -paws... The soldier planned to serve his king well so that he too could someday join them on the most exquisite banquet.
"No thank you," AEVA responded. "The food would be wasted on me. Androids like Zero and I don't get hungry. We can't taste either, nor digest. Please, enjoy your meal." Her face was as robotic as her voice, but perhaps Shun could sense her hypothetical smile as she spoke.
Ivan cleared his throat, "Ahem! Anyway, Shun, I've much more to inform you." He glanced at the soldier, making sure he was paying attention so he may delay the message to Ona later on. "As you know, we just returned from a trip to Alpha Prime. We discovered some terrible news... Ninjin Hattori, former heir to the saiyan throne, has come back from the dead and killed our beloved Lord Zex and King Arctic with the aid of another individual that goes by the name of William Watson. These criminals are now the self-proclaimed rulers of Alpha Prime, Beta Major, and Belegost. Now, you may not know who these individuals are, but be certain that they are very dangerous and cunning. I would think twice before approaching them." Chills ran up the soldier's spine. He did not know who the king spoke of either, but coming back from the dead was no easy feat. to accomplish. It was like a ghost story!
The scientist slammed his fist against the table, for the first time, demonstrating his distress to the young Shun. "Damn them!" He yelled, his eyes sharpening with hatred. "Do you see, Shun? Do you see how they exploit the weak for their superficial gain? This is precisely why Pea sent you to me; not just to make you stronger, but to protect your innocence. She didn't want you to become like them, like the putrid saiyans... They think that just because they possess power, they have the right to trample over the weak." The scientist, always calm and gentle no more, he looked at the boy with anger in his eyes; however, he was not angry at Shun, he was angry at the saiyans. If Shun remembered Ivan's story of the past, he would realize that the saiyans are the embodiment of the very beings who abused him as a child. They are the pinnacle of scum.
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Post by shun on Aug 26, 2015 4:49:10 GMT -5
Shuns wide bright and enthusiastic smile has quickly turned into a frown. It took the boy a while to understand the weight of the situation but once he did he glared down at his plate. He felt his palm twitch. It took nearly all of his self-control not to throw his fork across the room. This was weird... so weird.. He felt a wave of red tension strike down his arms at the thought. He could feel his body temperature rise. His thoughts ran to his mother and his rabbit.. There was no way in hell he would let anyone or anything hurt them. For some reason he couldn’t understand, the thought's pained him In every way. Physically, mentally, emotionally. Exasperated, Shun took in a deep breath and a single tear rolled down his eye. Though he felt like he should be angry, he wasn’t. He was just… confused. How could anyone be so barbaric and evil? Why would they go around committing acts of violence without reason? As the boy stared down at his plate, he scratched his head.
A few seconds of silence passed as the saiyan boy kept his eyes on the plate. Nervously, Shun glanced back and forth between AVEA, Ivan and to the soldier. "H-How do we stop them?..."
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Post by Man on Aug 26, 2015 11:52:21 GMT -5
Everyone fell silent as the room became morose. AEVA and Zero remained standing as they were, unaffected by the depressing atmosphere; if anything, Zero contemplated the meaning behind the bead of sweat rolling down the boy's cheeks. The heran guard stood straight and tense with his balled fists hanging. He clenched his jaw and stared, eyes slanted at the wall beyond them. Slowly and soundlessly, he exhaled through his slightly parted lips. His demeanor resemble that of a statue, so much so that he could have fooled a sculptor. The scientist had killed the joyful tone of their reunion with his dark vehemence, the food had become sour, but it was necessary. Ivan might have been the only person in the room, barring the guardsman, who could understand the tears welling up in young Shun's eyes. It was to be expected, a very natural and appropriate reaction from the child. The scientist closed his eyes and lowered his face towards his own plate, "We can't," he finally responded. "At least, not yet."
Ivan opened his eyes again and glanced at the boy, seeking to meet his eyes. "The only thing we can do is get stronger, Shun. Your operation was only the beginning. The power you have obtained is no longer enough! If you want to help, if you truly wish to protect those close to you, then you will train every second of your life, every breath will be lived to surpass your last! This is, by no means an easy task, Shun -but it's necessary. No more games, you must accept responsibility for the power you have earned; for it is the select few that win their freedom!"
Suddenly, Zero's eyes widened as the last phrase Ivan spoke resounded in his mind. It was a familiar sensation, the words seemed to elicit an image. The android recognized the moment, realizing he was about to witness another one of his visions. Was it a memory from the past? Was it his memory?
A young man with brown waist-length hair and sun-kissed skin stormed into what appeared to be a federal office. He looked mad and disturbed, his eyes and arms twitching as he glared at a green man in a suit sitting behind a mahogany desk. The green man had long antennae and no hair, he was also young and carried a collected yet belittling demeanor. Zero recognized him from his previous visions, though everything seemed to confuse him even more. The atmosphere was serious and almost as dreary as Shun’s conversation with Ivan, if not more. The two seemed to exchange some words, however, the android could not pick up on them. It was like watching a deaf movie without subtitles. Zero honed his senses and focused on the conversation, trying to discern what they were talking about…
"Hehe....he...hehe" The green man started, his light glee turning into full on laughter at the contempt of the young man before him. The laughter became full force, echoing down the halls past the brown haired man, and filling the room with a dark aura only someone of true evil intent could supply. "… your sentiments are much appreciated, but do not waste your breath on ghosts. Instead, why not have a word with a true legend." The brown haired man receded as the green man placed his feet on the desk and got comfortable, his corduroy suit out done by the sheen of the black dress tops covering his feet. He looked quite human in his suit if one could dismiss his green skin and antennae. The human’s hands still lay on the edge of the table as he looked at the other man. His face was flushed again and somewhat troubled. His hands gripped the end of the table. The wood creaked from the pressure of his hands as the man struggled to suppress the urge of snapping it in two uneven pieces.
"You know I owe you quite a bit, if not for your encouraging words, Te---- would never have had the courage to stand up to me. Just think where we would be right now if you and him had not spoken." Certain words and names were blotched out of the sentences, almost like listening to a damaged recording. Zero would only hear bits and pieces before the image became corrupted, but he continued to focus his mind in hopes of hearing them. If he could learn the names of the characters in his visions, then perhaps he might remember or learn something about himself, he reasoned.
"Really you are the hero of this story ---, you repelled the dark lord ---- back into space, and you brought a new stable government on the earth. Thanks to you there will never be a question of leadership on this planet again. Thanks to you I have loyal fighters prepared to battle, and die for my cause. Thanks to you the entire planet has changed. --- nobody else could have done this. Not --ch and his nerotic behavior, nor An---- and his selfish thinking. Not a single member of the World Trade Organization, and certainly not any of my former namekian imbeciles. No… you were the only person capable of such a change, and for that, I thank you."
“-Well keep your thanks!” he snapped. It was hard to hear. He already acknowledged that he was at fault for how things ended up and he didn’t need the namekian to remind him. “Tou------- Ya---- may be gone, but as long as you exist this isn’t over!” he said. “You lied. You made me and every other saiyan look like the enemy. I can’t walk on my own birthplace anymore without people running in fear or attacking me. You made me lose my best friend. War against aliens!? You may seem human in that suit, -but last time I checked, you're namekian!" The brown haired man slammed his hands on the table and looked dead into the namekian’s cold eyes. His aura was flaring and gradually growing. The veins on his arms bulging.
"I know T---hu is still in there somewhere, and if it means tearing you limb from limb until he’s forced out -I’ll do it without remorse!”
"No need for empty threats sir." The namekian stated, his hands making his way casually behind his head, finishing the leisurely pose he had created for the half-saiyan. For him, this was just another day’s events, ruining the man’s life was right there above getting a new suit, and below ordering a dinner he would not eat. "We could fight it out here Man, but I think we both know how that would end"
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A name. Man. It was the first time Zero heard that word in a long time, more specifically, it was the first time he heard it in one of his visions. It was the first and only word the android recalled since his awakening. His master, Ivan, would ask the android for his name and he responded “Man”. It was then that the scientist burst into a hearty cackle, remarking that it was the single-most insane yet brilliantly ironic and incoherent claim he had ever heard. He then gave the android an actual name, Model Zero. He insisted that “Man” was his name but, in time, the android discarded that name and accepted his identity as Zero. However, hearing the name in his vision for the first time gave created many questions withouts answers. If the half-saiyan was called Man, did that mean Zero was the brown haired half-saiyan? Or did he know the half-saiyan from his unknown past? Perhaps it was none of the above…
"You are right, I have declared war on all of the alien forces here, just like I did on my own planet Namek so many years ago. But Te---- made me out to be a criminal, and so I was forcefully banished from my own birth place. A hint of irony if ever there was... But you see Man, these humans think that wars are fought with numbers, they have not yet learned that it is the select few that win their freedom.” There, Zero thought, the phrase which triggered the vision. It hit the android like an epiphany, yet he still didn’t understand a single thing. “It is fights like yours with Su--, or mine with T---hu that define how history is played, and now with me at the helm, I can begin the annihilation of other worlds. The planet Earth will dominate over all those in their path, first of course will be Namek, and then Kold, just to take out the easy ones first. And then a fight with Vegeta."
Man’s rage grew ever more as he was forced to stand there and listen to the namekian talk about domination. What was it about being at the top that seemed so appetizing? Why do all the villains look for world conquest? Why was that such a hot topic? –That was beyond his comprehension. The half-saiyan wanted to confront him, but he could feel it; he could feel that he couldn’t beat the green man and it was eating him alive. It was incredible how powerful the namekian had become within so little time. The half-saiyan’s grip on the mahogany desk began to loosen and his energy gradually dropped back to its base level. His muscles relaxed, but he was still struggling. He wasn’t a fool, -or that’s what he kept telling himself. If he fought here and now, he’d only hinder his cause; not to mention, risk losing his life. Why fight a losing battle now if you can retreat and come back stronger than ever later?
"Now Man here is the question, are you interested in being a part of this progression, or would you rather stick to the title of criminal, because either way I will accomplish my goals, you however have a path to choose." Taking his arms back down, and taking his feet off of the mahogany desk, the namekian crossed his arms and met the half-saiyan’s glare with one of Cocky splendor. "Here is your chance Man, what is your choice."
The half-saiyan stared blankly at the namekian as he offered him a way out. One word, and the man would get his life back. No one would label him a criminal, he could let go of all his worries and live a relatively normal life. The worst part of it all was that the half-saiyan almost felt compelled to join him. It was charisma. This being had something about him that just hypnotized people into blindingly following him; the trait of a great dictator –a caudillo. Man receded from the desk, removing his hands from the surface and stood tall as he looked down at green man. His hair overshadowed his eyes in a gruesome aspect of disdain. The vision ended soon after, leaving Zero with one more question…
Did he do it…?
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Post by shun on Aug 26, 2015 13:26:28 GMT -5
Shun gave Zero the most deadpanned stare that has ever existed. He wondered what could the android be thinking about? It must have been quite important as Shun could only dread what was to come in the future. The boy took in a shaky breath, and looked at Ivan. Shun then started shifting and moving in his chair. He just couldn’t sit still for the life of him; he rose up from out of his chair and paced frantically back and forth in anxiety. He scratched his arm, and licked his lips nervously, which he only did when he was distressed or shy. He sat back down and shook his leg, which moved in rapid pace up and down; he buried his face into his hands and tried to calm his breathing down. He leaned back in his chair and groaned. To be blunt Shun wanted to cry, he wanted to rant, he wanted to scream, he wanted nothing more than to personally make sure that those saiyan bastards would never see the light of another day ever again. But the boy was still considerably weak and he kept his cool. Ivans influence was coming into play now as all these emotions raged and roared within the boy like adding more fuel to a fire. This very unnerving for Shun.. The fact that he was still a weakling despite his transformation and he could not immediately do anything got him riled up. He takes his hands away from his face, looking at AEVA.
"I want to train now. I won't be idle while there's a threat on my family.." His head moved slightly as did his whole body, looking at Ivan. "I don't care how hard it gets... I will not waste another second being under powered compared to my barbarian brethren.. O-One day I will show them.. Peace is the absolute and only way. A-and even if I can't stop them......" Shun raised his voice, clearly distressed as he began to choke up, his ears perking up and looking towards Zero. "I will gladly die knowing that there was at least one decent saiyan that cared about his family." Another tear rolled down his face and the boy's lips start to tremble. He sniffles and sucks it up, wiping the tears from his eyes.
"I-I am sorry for the display of emotions, but hearing all of this.. I am not even hungry anymore.. I want to get straight to training or something.. I don't care what it is! I just need to get stronger!" Shun exclaimed, rising to his feet, sneaking the last piece of steak in his mouth.
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Post by Man on Aug 27, 2015 14:16:10 GMT -5
Ivan clapped slowly as the young saiyan finished his speech. It was not the dark and twisted conclusion he had hoped for, but it was a start. Soon enough the boy would learn how to utter the word 'genocide' with his lips. For now, his demonstration of conviction and commitment was enough to please the scientist. "Well said my boy!" The man smiled widely. AEVA nodded at Shun approvingly. Zero had nothing to offer in the matter, his thoughts always to his own. Ivan soon stood from his chair and slammed one hand on the table while he held the other clenched near his face. "Let's get started then! I think it's about time we test out your new abilities, Shun. You will spar with Zero." The android glanced at his master in disbelief, but the scientist had not been joking. Once they had been done with the meal, the group would exit the dinning room and head for the training facilities. "You can have the rest," the scientist said to the guard. The blue heran's eyes widened as if the gods had blessed him. "YESSIR!" he bowed. "After you're done, meet us in the training room, there is still more you need to hear on behalf of Ona." The man nodded vigorously and awaited until they had departed before calling his peers and throwing themselves over the table.
Shortly after, the group would arrive to a place which looked quite familiar to Shun. Everything was white once again; the floor, the roof, the walls, the furniture -everything. Ivan and AEVA would spectate the match in the safety of the control room as they observed through a glass. Model Zero and Shun would enter the training chamber through a door which isolated them. Before the android entered, he was stopped by his master. Ivan rest his hand over the android's shoulder and looked at him sternly. "Go easy," he ordered. Zero nodded and entered the room where Shun would be waiting. This would be a new experience for him, the android had never had to hold back before. If he fought it was to kill, if he trained it was to surpass his limits, he never fought for "sport". Things could get ugly really fast. Model Zero would stand by without moving, Ivan would speak through a microphone soon after. "I think he's giving you the initiative, Shun. Don't hold back!"
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Post by shun on Aug 27, 2015 18:35:35 GMT -5
Shun stared Zero down. His hair was pulled into a bun, with a strand coming off of it. The tension and the silence rose immediately. The saiyan boy pulled his fists up just below his chin, getting into a fighting stance, "Im ready... I-I just know I am." Shun would have to use his small frame size to his advantage. The boy was smaller than everyone else around him anyway. Shun just couldn't fight the android in a straightforward kind of way, like how simple minded combatants fight each other. Buuuut being an inexperienced and indeed a simpleminded fighter, Shun would definitely go in without a strategy, using all his power and eventually tiring himself out in the long run.
Shun staggered back for a moment and then rushed forward, attempting somewhat of a punch towards Zero's face. As he went in for the punch, the boy felt a dreadful tingling in his heart but he pressed on.
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Post by Man on Aug 27, 2015 18:59:50 GMT -5
Zero stood still as the tension began to rise. AEVA and Ivan were practically plastered on the glass window with great anticipation. What would the young saiyan do? They wondered. The android hadn't been looking at the young man, so he hadn't noticed when Shun took initiative. Zero was too busy trying to find out how he was going to fight without going all out, the concept was so foreign to him. Easy was not in his vocabulary, it seemed Ivan had forgotten to install such a word. But at least Zero's heavy weights would help curb his power.
"He's going head on?" AEVA noted.
"He's going straight for the gooooalll!" Ivan exclaimed, jumping into the air with a pumped fist and teary eyes. He could never put his finger on it, but something about watching people fight always thrilled the scientist. He loved getting front row seat and watching two individuals knock their brains out! However, he hoped Shun would survive in one piece.
By the time Shun was within feet of him, Zero snapped out of his trance and acknowledged his presence. However, the first thing he noted was how painfully slow the boy was. He was almost discouraged from evading the attack, but Shun wouldn't learn if he just let himself get hit. As the young saiyan reached for the android's face, Zero ducked just below his punch and grasped the handle of his saber. Carefully, he removed the safety from his scabbard and unleashed his energy sword tapping Shun with the pommel of his sword. Unfortunately, Zero's tap was enough to evacuate the saiyan's lunch...
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Post by shun on Aug 27, 2015 23:25:13 GMT -5
"Huuuurrrrghhhh" Shun fell to his knees, holding his stomach, his eyes jumping as the boy was looking at all the food he had upchucked. his body was wracked by a fit of coughs and huffs. "Augh…....." Shun looked down at that ground as his eyes misted with tears. “ I-I think I—I’m fine.” He cleared his throat, sniffling. “Just... got…really dizzy, hang on for a sec...” he said. He took a sickly sniffle and winced, standing upright. Blinking and rubbing his eyes, he opened his mouth to speak, but instead what came out was “hunnn.... Grrrruuughh..." He quickly brung a hand over his mouth, the bridge of his nose wrinkling up as he moaned in misery and pain. He had started combing his fingers through his messy black hair, he sighed and slowly dropped his hands. Shun had looked quite disheveled, he had lost all his damn steak, Zero sneaked him, and his hair bun was a complete mess... he felt like lost everything.. he would bring his breathing to a steady pace. he slowly relaxed himself, looking down at his hands.
Shun would then ball his fists again and go in for another punch towards Zero's torso, letting out a cry and putting force behind his punch.
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Post by Man on Aug 28, 2015 9:21:14 GMT -5
"He's... puking." AEVA noticed. Her robotic features made it seem as though she was not concerned, but the scientist could tell she was worried. On the other hand, Ivan was not as distraught by the scene as she was. He was pressed against the glass like a little child reborn new once more. Without strapping the boy to equipment, he could already tell his speed had increased dramatically with the spliced rabbit. "I'm sure he'll be fiiine!" He reasoned. All they could hear was the boy puking his lunch onto the floor. AEVA gazed at Ivan -her idea of a glare, the scientist grinned and waved her off with his hand. "The boy has never been hit in his entire life! I'm no martial artist, but even I know that part of training means becoming familiar with pain. If the boy can't learn how to take a hit, he'll never succeed in battle!""I guess that makes sense...""Of course it does! Look, he's already standing!"Model Zero remained on stand by as the rabbit boy dropped on the ground and barfed all the contents of his meal onto the floor. Perhaps they should of eaten after the spar? He thought. Zero's saber was out, filling the room with its vibrant hum. While the boy was too busy trying to recover, the android was trying to focus on his energy. Apparently, this training was beneficial to the android. Although limiting his ki was not exactly a practical ability -nor anything he planned on doing frequently, it was an exercise on its own. If Model Zero could drain his own power, not only would it conserve energy, but it would also demonstrate great control and dominance over his faculties. Sooner than expected, the young saiyan climbed back to his feet and lunged at the android. Zero was, admittedly, impressed. He did not think the boy would get up so soon. The android readied his blade, defaulting into a battle stance he adopted whenever fighting an opponent -however, he soon realized his mistake. Instead of attacking Shun, Zero side-stepped the boy's punch by shifting his body to the right. In this instant, his arm was folded over his chest, which was perpendicular to the boy's arm. The Saber's tip aiming away from the saiyan's face, leaving only the blunt end of his weapon. Zero tapped Shun on the forehead with the pommel of his sword once again. Unfortunately, although Zero thought he had restrained himself considerably, the strength behind his attack was just barely enough to knock the boy out cold. Ivan was intrigued. "Interesting," the scientist said, rubbing his chin. "It seems Zero is learning new methods without realizing it. The control he's demonstrating with the blade is sublime!"AEVA nodded. "He's used to cutting his foes down in one stroke. This is definitely new to him. He's inventing an entire fighting-style on his own."Just after he struck the boy, Zero stopped. "We cannot continue like this." He said. "I can't fight you unarmed."In a flash, the android 'disappeared'. A gust of wind burst the door open. Ivan shielded his face having not anticipated such a turn of events. Within only milliseconds, another gust of wind passed by them, the door was closed again. Model Zero had rushed to his containment chamber, where he spent his leisure time whenever he was not training or on a mission; it was more of a storage room for him. In that room, he reserved two swords he had collected throughout his travels. One of them was a white and blue sword that belonged to the late Cardinal of Truth, Sebastian De Vont. It was originally in Conri Lane's possession, having confiscated the weapon after claiming victory against the UCOO member. However, promptly after they returned to Alpha Prime, the blue haired saiyan sold it to a merchant. Zero then retrieved it and hoarded the weapon all this time in case his plan worked. Before Mement Mor's destruction, the android gave the cardinal a senzu bean in hopes that he would survive and seek him out. The Sword of Truth would remain in his room until Sebastian's whereabouts were revealed. Standing in front of Shun, Zero held the other sword in his hand. "This is the Kamacite Blade" He explained. Zero came about the Kamacite Blade after meeting a man named Brandon Potter, whom happened to pass by Alpha Prime in search of his fiancee Roxsenne Roye. Little did they know, Roxsenne Roye had been long gone after she stumbled upon none other than Muneate, the bio-android locked inside one of Ona's test tubes. Prior to departing on a journey that would most certainly lead him to his death, Brandon Potter entrusted Zero with -not just AEVA, but the Kamacite Blade. Now, Zero was passing down the blade to the young saiyan. Would Shun accept? The android held the blade with its tip aimed at the ground and urged the boy to take it. Should the boy accept this weapon, it might just grant him the edge he needed to keep up with the android. "He's giving him a gift!?" Ivan said in disbelief.
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Post by shun on Aug 28, 2015 14:37:26 GMT -5
Shun now had a huge black bruise on his forehead from Zero beaming him with his pommel. As the boy rose to his feet in a hunched over position, rubbing his head, his stomach was burning like he had just ate lava. his bangs stuck to his sweaty forehead, he could see Zero standing above him with a blade pointed towards him. Shun placed a hand over his face in vain; nothing could hide the deep red blush that had spread all over his little face, as much as the boy wished to sink into the shadows and just to be free of this utter embarrassment.. Maybe the boy needed to be knocked on his arse a couple times to make him realize that his training with Zero will be grueling and seemingly never ending.. Maybe this was just a taste of whats to come.. and even though the boy could not touch Zero, the pain made him feel rather... Alive. "T-the Kama...cite Blade..."
Shun uttered under his breath and taking the sword in his hands. whoah, it was pretty heavy... He looked at the blade of said sword, seeing his reflection staring back at him. He looked at the bruise on his head and gave out a sigh and managed to pout, poking at his forehead, groaning. This strangely beautiful weapon would be something Shun would cherish and keep in Zero's Honor though.
Shun looks at Zero and says, "S-should I clean up the mess?..." the boy looked at the vomit on the floor. Sad, because now he has to go find another steak to devour.
"Oh and..T-thank you mister Zero!!!"
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Post by Man on Aug 28, 2015 16:09:53 GMT -5
As anticipated, the young saiyan accepted the sword and took the Kamacite Blade from Zero's hands. The sword itself would be quite heavy to hold, if Shun didn't wield it carefully he might just end up cutting himself. With that said, this was the time and place to make mistakes. The castle had an entire infirmary stocked with multiple healing chambers.
"That wont be necessary!" Ivan buzzed through the speakers. The scientist gave AEVA her cue and the female android began tapping away at the controls. Within moments, the room in which Zero and Shun stood on would begin to morph right before their eyes. Suddenly, they were in the plains of Avalon, surrounded by the vast field of royal red grass dancing with the breeze. Shun's vomit was still there, but they now had a lot more space to fight in without having to concern themselves with accidentally stepping on it. Model Zero observed the young saiyans form, the sight of it almost made him cringe, but it would soon be fixed. For some reason he could not understand, Ivan wanted Zero to work with Shun; if that was the will of his master, then so be it, the android would make sure the boy would grow into a capable warrior.
But first, Zero broke his battle stance and stood straight with his arms resting leisurely beside him. If his face was stern, it was even more serious now as he took the moment to focus on the energy within him. The blades of grass below his feet would flutter at a different pace from the rest. "Interesting," Ivan noted. Him and AEVA observed a monitor which measured and tracked the physical conditions of all fighters inside the chamber. Zero's power-level was actually decreasing. Such an ability was unheard of between androids! In a battle to the death, it didn't really hold much value, but the scientist could still appreciate the tactical advantages it may hold. Zero's power-level could only be detected with a scouter. If he kept his true power suppressed, nobody would ever know just how foreboding he was!
Ivan spoke through a microphone. AEVA and him were no longer visible, but their voices could still be heard as resounding echoes "Shun, you are inside a simulation. This machine recreates acute replicas of existing atmospheres and environments. And don't be afraid to break a few things, we have many healing chambers, so fight as if you were trying to kill Zero."
After a moment, the android hit a barrier. No matter how hard he pushed, it appeared as though there was some kind of wall which did not allow him to suppress his power any further. At that point, Zero ceased his endeavor and prepared to continue the battle. His power-level was still considerably above the young saiyan's but it was now much closer. Looking over Shun, Zero was not one who would give verbal instruction, instead he demonstrated through action and expected Shun to catch on. The android was capable of holding his saber single-handedly, but Shun's sword was much too heavy for him -he was not yet strong enough for the single-handed grip. Zero changed his grip, shifting to a two-handed grip, expecting Shun to mirror his actions. He would then stand by, allowing the saiyan to charge at him with his new weapon.
Zero's PL
Base: 159,125 W/Weights (75%): 119344 Suppressed (50%): 59672 - Current
New Technique
Ki suppression: The user is allowed to suppress their ki to half of their current max power level.
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