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| Future and Past Collide Part 3 | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Nov 20 2014, 11:40 PM (3,972 Views) | |
| Gatz | Nov 24 2014, 01:22 AM Post #11 |
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The possibility of him being erased from existence was the least of his problems. He would gladly kill his future self if the freak wanted to touch what was his. "Gatz, listen to me Anju did not want any of this. It's not her fault. I was the one who asked to be alone with him so I could try to get through to him. We owe Anju this much! Without her, I would have been taken from you too. It doesn't matter what timeline she is from. She is our daughter. We owe her to at least try to get through to him. If you kill him, she will be without a father and a mother. Is that what you want? Don't you think our princess deserves a happy ending like all princesses do?" The Android Terror clenched his muscled jaw when he heard that it was his wife who suggested she try to talk to the future freak that hurt her and alone to boot. He should have known. Her words went through one ear and out the other at first despite her attempt to get through to his cold heart. She pleaded with him, but it fell on deaf ears. His offspring would have a happy ending without the future fuck alive. Dominantly, he got in his wife's face and made sure she knew that his answer was a definitive no. His eyes glared down at her, and stuck his finger an in front of her face when she sat up on the bed. Shouting menacingly, he let her have it verbally. "You're a reminder of what he isn't anymore! You'd just make things worse please. I promise you, if he touches her, I will let you do whatever the fuck you want with him but please...! I'm begging you don't kill him. If only because if that theory is right, " They were trying too hard to change the beast within. “Let me repeat this so your stubborn head gets it and so our offspring gets it too. You will NOT talk to that future freak. You will NOT even be seen by him. He WON'T look at you. If he even tries, I will tear his eyes out. I want this to seep into that mind of yours.” His finger touched her temple to emphasize his point. “I'm NOT allowing it to happen. I FORBID IT! I REFUSE! He touched you. I can't let him live. When someone fucks with what is mine...they die.” He shook with boiling rage. Feeling soft her hands on his chest while she pleaded, his black holes for her eyes stared down at her hands. His strong hands gripped her tiny wrists with authority. Closing his eyes, he felt a warmth coarse through his cold veins. He inhaled her scent like he was sniffing to get high. He opened his eyes to look down at her. Her glimmering, gems for eyes made it difficult for him to continue yelling at her especially with how injured and delicate she appeared to him. All he desired was to hold her and let her know that he would take care of everything which meant killing all for even looking at her wrong. She ignored the fact that he was in her face. The determination and fearlessness he saw in her was the same one that always left him breathless. He wanted to take her lips and have her agree with him to be done with the argument, yet she continued to push him. Her stubbornness began to take its toll on him. "There is still good in him. I know it's hard for you to understand, but I need to try. Why can't you let me do this for our daughter?" "I don't want to lose YOU." His hand rested on his girl's abdomen and felt the warmth of his seed inside of her. The flashbacks of how she submitted to his dominance many times before today burned inside his icy veins making him warm and intoxicated like he was drinking some good liquor. Possessively, he licked the red mark on his wife's neck and as he did so he gazed at Anju with intensity. His wife's words sunk in. The Android Terror took a glance at Anju as he was bent over Chichi. For a moment, he took in his offspring's beauty that no one on this trashy planet was worthy of in his eyes. He'd never tell his red headed offspring how he felt. It wasn't in his nature. He'd snap necks for her without hesitation. His future self had that part down at least. Despite how she mirrored her mother's beauty, he was more-so in admiration of how she was like him too. He was more proud of the beast he saw within her when she ruined General X. However, he had no memories of her growing up. He had no memories of ripping a boy's head off for glancing at his offspring, giving her chicken to get bigger, scarring her by making sweet-hard love to her mother right in front of her, educating her on who was the boss of the family, teaching her how to be a beast, giving her the best, showing off to her, stuffing her in a trash can for extra training, shouting at her, pissing her off, laughing when she cried just to troll her, or seeing her beat trash with her bat as a child because she was a beast. It was in that second he understood she didn't belong in this time line. It was difficult for him to swallow, but with his rugged nature he did not let it show. Violently, he shook the bed with a tantrum. He roared as he shook it because he was fighting with himself. "If you were him, wouldn't you want to be given a second chance? " His wife's question had him stop his savage behavior. He rose to his full height to command attention. Lowering his voice, he responded to her question with no pity. “If I were him, I would never show my face again. I want him to drop to his knees and beg for forgiveness right here in front of me before I destroy him.” Knowing that it was his future self, that shit wouldn't happen unless the Greatest Android Terror forced him too. He wanted to let Anju and Chichi know that he was how he was. After letting his opinion known, he let his arms fall to his sides. He remained quiet for a second to fight off his ego that demanded he put both of them in their place by ignoring their request and doing it his way. Taking one last glance at them, he exhaled harshly. He cracked his neck because what he was about to agree to was against who he was and what he was built for. “We'll do it, but if we do it, it will be my way. Understood? “ He stroked his wife's chin and talked to her aggressively. “ If he even sniffs at you wrong, I'll snap his neck and that's the end of it.” He told his wife and hoped Anju paid attention. “Thank you Gatz.” He grumbled in irritation when Chi-chi wrapped her slender arms around his neck. Being in no mood for affection because of how overprotective he was and how he was coerced to put her into a dangerous situation, he pulled away. “Where do you think he is? What is your plan? What do you think his next move is?” He ran a hand down his face angrily when his girl asked. “How the fuck would I know? “ Taking a glance at his wife's, he saw how she seemed to be saying “Really? He is you.” He grit his teeth and answered her question with harshness. He was about to get disgusting with it too because it was probably true. Bluntly, he responded. “He's probably at a bar getting wasted, cussing out Anju for making him come to this time and reminding him what a treasure he fucking lost for being a weak piece of shit, eating chicken, choking a freak, and he has a hand down his pants stroking the long-sleeping beast cuz he can't stop thinking about you. All of that at the same time because alcohol won't be enough to get rid of the memory of him seeing MY sexy girl's face.” It made him want to snap the future fuck's neck at the thought that the future freak was thinking of HIS girl in the only way the GREATEST ANDROID TERROR was allowed too. When he saw the disgusted expression on Chi's and Anju's face, he shrugged because they wanted an answer. “The freak will come here next to check up on you which IS where he will be seeing you and where I can keep an EYE on him. What the future freak won't know is that I'll be in the back with his offspring watching his every move on a camera. “ Gently, he rubbed his wife's hair and glared at Anju. He was well aware that Sol and Bora were in the hospital too. "I don't want him knowing this is a set up so I want your ass to head down to the hospital wing and check up on Bora. Get him out of bed. I don't want any triggers in this area especially if he thinks they are a threat to Chichi. There can be no mistakes. My future self might be fuity loop, but he is probably as sharp as fucking nails. I'll take care of the cameras and dealing with the hospital freaks. " He then turned to Chichi. "As for you...I know you're Mrs. Tough Gatz's girl and all, but I won't let you out of my sights." He leaned over her. "I won't let any harm come to you." He whispered into her ear and then left the room. {Either of you} He thought to himself. WC: 1,748 TWC: 4,605 Edited by Gatz, Nov 24 2014, 02:11 AM.
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| Bel Zephyra | Nov 24 2014, 02:02 AM Post #12 |
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Queen of Terror
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There was a moment during the argument where she considered the possibility of going against Gatz's word and meeting his future self regardless. He wanted desperately to throw his weight around, but it would not happen this time. Anju was in need, and she would not turn her back on her daughter. There were no other options to save the time line that Anju was from. As Anju pleaded along with her, she saw how her husband reacted aggressively towards their attempts to justify why they had to keep her future attacker alive. He even went as far as to lick her neck where a red mark remained as a reminder as to who she was dealing with. She was stuck with it. His lick was his way of asserting dominance over her. She learned this throughout the past two weeks when his behavior grew increasingly more violent and over protective. His hand rested on her abdomen. She felt a sense of pride that she was pregnant and carrying his child, yet she was sad too because she could not tell him yet. There was too much at stake. When he licked her neck, she closed her eyes and for a moment sensed his chest rumble. In a savage display, he rocked the bed as his last ditch effort to get them to agree with him. It didn't work. Anju and her stood their ground. Fiercely, her eyes watched as her husband let out his frustrations on everything in the room. He had no choice, but to give in because he realized that it was the right thing to do. She knew it was his ego and his pride that made it hard for him to accept her proposal. Being alone with the future man and attempting to reason with him, was all they had left. Anju's timeline depended on how her future father reacted. She thought maybe just maybe she could get through to him. “If I were him, I would never show my face again. I want him to drop to his knees and beg for forgiveness right here in front of me before I destroy him.We'll do it, but if we do it, it will be my way. Understood? If he even sniffs at you wrong, I'll snap his neck and that's the end of it" His hand stroked her chin when he gave into their plan. Even though he was against it, he was willing to utilize his ideas and help them succeed. Her slender arms wrapped around his thick neck to smother him, but he pulled away to show his dissatisfaction with what they asked him to do. It was how he was. His rugged exterior was hard to understand for most, yet when one got to know him, he was like no other. He was a man willing to go the extra distance to do what had to be done. In this case, it was to protect their family an their daughter. She could tell his ego and pride were hard to control. Smiling with affection, she lowered her tone in appreciation. "Thank you Gatz." She said with fondness. Once the heated situation was behind them, she went in straight for the important questions she wanted answered. "Where do you think he is? What is your plan? What do you think his next move is?" She was hopeful that her husband had an idea. It was true that the man from the future was different, but there was no doubt in her mind that they were alike. For this reason, he was the best chance they had of finding him and communicating with him. “How the fuck would I know? “ Gatz's answer caused her to look at him like he should have known the obvious. The only other person who would know Gatz better than Gatz was Gatz. Her head shook. "Well, gee...you're the only other Gatz. I would assume that you out of everyone would know what he is doing even if he is a bit nutty." She commented slyly and then he went on to reply to her questions. “He's probably at a bar getting wasted, cussing out Anju for making him come to this time and reminding him what a treasure he fucking lost for being a weak piece of shit, eating chicken, choking a freak, and he has a hand down his pants stroking the long-sleeping beast cuz he can't stop thinking about you. All of that at the same time because alcohol won't be enough to get rid of the memory of him seeing MY sexy girl's face.” Her eyes rolled at Gatz's answer. She regretted asking. "What does stroking the long sleeping beast mean? I guess it's better I don't ask." Her eyes glanced at Anju in confusion. There were some questions that were better left unasked. When it came to her husband, he had no filters to hold back what came out of his mouth. If one thing was for certain, he never lied about anything. There was no beating around the bush for him. He went straight for the most blunt response he could give. “The freak will come here next to check up on you which IS where he will be seeing you where I can keep an EYE on him. What the future freak won't know is that I'll be in the back with his offspring watching his every move on a camera. “ The Ox Princess' eyes widened at the thought of having Future Gatz in the same hospital room with her and alone. Was he that keen on seeing her? It was a bit creepy too. It was not that she was scared of confronting the man who attacked her. There was nothing he could do to her that would scare her. What worried her was the environment. Her nervousness was for the people that might be in the hospital. The plan seemed simple enough, yet how many would be at risk? She glanced at her husband and did not question his idea. She trusted him. Gatz ordered Anju to visit Bora. Her mouth gaped when she heard that Sol too was in the hospital. What was he doing in Gatz's city? He was another casualty dragged into a mess. Closing her eyes in annoyance, she realized that the future man was responsible for all of it. Her fist pressed against where her heart beat. Did he have a chance to be saved? How many of her close ones did he hurt? Her head shook the negative thoughts of her mind. In order for the future man to have a chance, she had to believe that he could be saved. Her husband leaned over to her and whispered into her ear sweet words that made her heart warm. Her black gems for eyes were consumed by the yearning for more of his affection. "I won't let any harm come to you." Gently, she pecked his cheek before he had a chance to leave. He was gone from the room, and she reached for Anju's arm before she could head out too. Knowing how her husband was, he might not stick with the plan that he told them. "...That was a close one." She said in relief. Her hand gripped her daughter's with firm comfort. She needed Anju to help her. As her husband said, no mistakes could be made. The biggest one was not giving Anju's father a chance to explain himself. "Anju no matter what happens or what you see. I need you to keep an eye on him. He can't come into this room until I get a chance to talk to your dad. I know him. If he even suspects that your dad is dangerous, he will barge into this room like a wild bull and not give him a chance. I don't want either of them getting hurt. I know you can do this. " After a long wait of sitting through Gatz's storm, she finally got to respond to Anju's devoting words. "I love you dear. You will get your happy ending. I promise. I'll never give on up on you or him." She said with strength. "Now go before your dad comes back in here. I got a headache, and if I see one more hole in this wall, I might have to teach him a lesson." She tried to ease the moment. Mentally, she had to prepare for the worst because after what happened in the alley way, there was no telling what the future man was capable of doing. She hoped, for his sake, that he had regained a bit of sense after he ran away. WC: 1,521 TWC: 4,768 Edited by Bel Zephyra, Nov 24 2014, 01:52 PM.
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| Anju | Nov 25 2014, 01:02 AM Post #13 |
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General of Final Heaven|Daughter of The Beauty and The Beast|
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Finally the two of them got through to him, prompting the redhead to let out a sigh of relief. Even if her father was going to literally have his eye on her mother like a hawk, at the very least he wasn't about to write himself possibly out of existence. Either one of them. The teen listened to her father's typical blunt response about where exactly her true father was. The teen thought about it, a bar wasn't exactly out of the question. She tried desperately to tune out the rest because she did not need the mental image scarring her already heavily traumatized brain. Unfortunately, the teen wasn't quick enough to tune him out and swallowed back her disgust at the mere thought. Her face betrayed her however, as her father shrugged at her. Which triggered the teen to roll her eyes and shake her head. "Could've done without the mental image..." she mumbled under her breath. She nodded to her father, and saluted, standing up straight. "Gotcha." She watched as her father went over to her mother, and saying something to her before leaving. She thought about asking where Bora's room was, but felt her mother's hand at her arm. She turned slowly to look at her mother as she explained what she needed from the redhead. Anju nodded slowly. "Yeah. That's gonna be the hard part...but hey, he never did say I couldn't get this Bora guy to join us in the room. Maybe he can help?" She thought aloud with a smirk, unfortunately she'd require some help to keep her father literally and physically confined in the room since her words alone wouldn't work. At least that was what she gathered. Her eyes softened as her mother went on to infuse the teen with strength. "I love you too Mom. Now that I've gotten to know you both, I mean. I can see why he's so crazy for you." She gave a care free smile then, bright as she squeezed her mother's hand with a nod. "Hopefully you won't have to...if all goes as planned." She said, grinning and waving goodbye to her mother as she went in search of the man known as Bora. Anju looked around and put both of her hands on her hips. "Hm...guess my first order of business would be to look for a nurses' station." She decided, following the various signs until she found it. "Bingo!" She grinned, as she marched right up to the station, leaning forward as she waited for a nurse to come her way. When a nurse did attend to her, she immediately asked where Bora might be. Being sure to be as polite as possible. In no time at all, she received an answer, and she was immediately on her way, ignoring that the nurse tried to ask what relation she had with the patient. The teenager broke into a sprint and headed for the stairs. Within a few short minutes she was on the appropriate floor and heading over to the patient area having barely broken a sweat. "Hopefully this isn't something I have to struggle with...but considering how my dad is, it shouldn't be difficult to get this guy out of bed if I just tell him the boss wants him." She mumbled to herself, scanning the area for the set of numbers she was looking for. Once she found said set, she made a beeline straight for the room, and opened up the door. She peaked inside at the person inside. "Uhm....Mister Bora?" She called out, knocking as well in case she didn't call loud enough over the machines. Once she was inside fully, she shut the down just enough so no one could hear what she was about to say. "The boss wants you." She said innocently over the sound of various beeps and sounds of hospital equipment. 649 Words 3526 Characters Running Total 3737 Words 19994 Characters Edited by Anju, Nov 25 2014, 01:14 AM.
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| Cyborg Sol | Nov 26 2014, 09:01 PM Post #14 |
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Smooth moves Sol
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Everything was dark Sol was in a haze of confusion. The cyborg couldn’t see anything there were no real coherent shapes all he could see was just black and faded greys. The cyborg stumbled forward one minute he felt like he was on his back lying down, the next he was walking on pavement and sometimes he was falling through the air itself. Throughout this whole experience however Sol was certain he had something to do, what it actually was however was fairly uncertain. A voice chimed in his mind suddenly, the grey shapelessness around Sol formed into osculating waves as it sounded out. Yet despite seeing the motion and recognizing the voice, Sol could hear no words but still he knew what he needed to do. As sol’s weightlessly proceeded forward the world around him remained shapeless but he had a feeling of purpose none the less through the dark void. As he proceeded the world took on varying tones. The world became coherent and yet still abstract. It came in phases the in the first the world burned red like being in the centre of a sun. Light was everywhere it pushed the cyborg forward it was brief and vanished almost instantly. In contrast when he entered fear the world around him became miniscule. He was no long weightless his every step carried significant weight. Beneath him were fragile vulnerable things his every step could shatter them all in a moment. The world shifted once more as an evil thing feel from above. It was formless wild but clear in its malevolence. The world shifted to a sickly purple red hue as the cyborg charged forward it was like the world of fire before but different poisoned with something else. The fragile things below shattered as the cyborg punched violently into the thing. It seemed an eternity until the world returned to darkness, save for the evil thing. It loomed over Sol as the world suddenly lit up with light and colour. “Amazing his strange heart beat is growing stronger so suddenly…I need a blood sample nurse.” “Ok doctor Steph.” He was lying in bed in what looked like a hospital. It seemed some doctors had collected him not long after he passed out from using tri-beam. For someone that had only hours ago used a technique that could have killed him, Sol was feeling pretty good. As sol’s eyes opened slowly the nurse approached him and tried to take a blood sample. The needle snapped in two rather than pierce the cyborgs skin. “Umm…doctor?” Sol slowly sat up and looked to the nurse, she practically jumped out of her skin when she saw he was awake. Sol felt a little bad for scaring her, but he was just waking up after all it wasn’t really his fault his skin was a bit more durable than normal. The doctor was too busy staring at sol’s visualized heartbeat. ![]() “Sorry that isn’t going to work on me.” “Y-you’re awake? You were half dead when you got here!” “Umm…I owe it all to your amazing medical care!” “You were just in bed for 6 hours!” “Such amazing medical care.” The cyborg hoped out of the bed only to find he had been changed into a medical robe. The doctor looked stunned completely unsure what to say, Sol looked to be in perfect health now and his heart readings matched it. “Umm can I have my stuff please? I’d rather like to check out of the hospital.” “Are you an alien or something?” “Not exactly but I’m not entirely human…my stuff?” “S-sure.” “Thanks.” The doctor and nurse seemed more than a little bit scarred of the medical impossibility but gave in to sol demands. They had seen his king’s guard id they knew he probably wasn’t going to hurt them and they had no real power to hold him against his will. After changing into a fresh suit kept in one of his capsule wardrobes the cyborg left the hospital room, as he wondered what might have happened to Bora and Crux he heard a familiar voice in the distance. “Hey! Get away from me!” It was Crux’s voice he must have been brought into the hospital as well, though Sol wasn’t really sure why since he had left the fight. Reaching the second cyborg Sol could see Crux in a hospital gown walking forward despite four hospital staff members trying to restrain him. One attempted to inject something into him probably a sedative but the needle broke as well. Sol took out his kings guard ID. “He’s my assistant, please leave him.” “Sol?” “….ok then.” The orderlies stared blankly before letting go of the second cyborg, the group of hospital staff all glared at the second cyborg as he collected his things. As he changed one of the staff members started complaining to Sol, it seemed his brother had broken a doctor’s arm when he woke up. “What happened Crux…” “Something Gatz did knocked me out.” “No I mean here?” “Oh….well I woke up in the bed and the doctor was to the right of me…I kind of over reacted the needles surprised me…” The cyborg face palmed and sighed heavily at the news. This wasn’t really what sol need to hear right now. Moving to a head nurse the cyborg started to ask where he could find the marked Saiyan Bora. They had fought together but Sol had no idea if he was even alive. The nurse however seemed less than happy to help she seemed highly stressed and snapped at the cyborg. “Right I’m looking for a Saiyan…his name is Bora?” “Well he’s upstairs in room number 812, what’s your relation?” “It’s related to the army.” “Of course it is.” “What are you implying?” “You’re throwing around your military weight a lot and it’s only been 10 minutes since you woke up.” “I’m sorry but I was out there fighting against a lunatic with my brother here and that Saiyan. I was doing my duty to keep everyone here safe-“ “And what a good job you did...do you have any idea how many people died at that hospital, doctors, patients, children, new born babies.” “I-I-I’m-“ “I lost my brother because you couldn’t do your job!” “Hey now, if it wasn’t for him nothing of this city would be here. Every doctor , every patient, every child and every baby in this whole city would be dead!” “Crux?” “Let’s get out of here Sol.” Sol nodded he was surprised to see crux of all people stand up for him. Crux couldn’t handle her self-righteous attitude, they were both out there fighting to the death for her sake and the sake of everyone in the city he might have his own grievances with his brother but he wouldn’t stand for someone undermining their achievements. In his eyes they were better, they didn’t have to sit and take it. Sol meanwhile wasn’t so certain, he did his best to make a difference and save some lives but he didn’t do enough. There was no telling just how many people had died that day, if he had used tri-beam right away before he had no other options could he have stopped the rampage of the Gatz? Reaching the Bora’s room the cyborg was surprised to see a woman there, was she his girlfriend or possibly family of some kind. The cyborg didn’t have the faintest clue that this was the daughter of the man Sol had been fighting with practically to the death. “Umm hello Bora is this a bad time?” WC: 1269 |
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| Bora | Nov 27 2014, 10:18 AM Post #15 |
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Bora lay quietly in the medical bed, staring up at the ceiling, a deep breath of air escaped his mouth as he heard the continues beeping of the machines around him. The pain from his wounds had seemed to die down thanks to the medication that he was given but of course pain killers, stitches and bandages can only do so much. With a grunt of pain, Bora threw his legs off the side of the bed. Taking in the appearance of hi his body, he noticed that his white Gi pants had been cut up to the knees and bandages where placed over each shin, forearm and hand. The only thing covering parts of his chest was a long line of bandages, probably the main reason he was not in the usual medical gown. {Talk about looking like shit... I look like a damn mummy..} He thought to himself as he inspected each side of his arms and legs. {I look fuckin ridiculous!} {Screw this.} He thought to himself as he began to unravel the bandages on his legs. Eventually after what seemed like he was unraveling a thousand foot long roll of bandage on each leg, the gauze dropped to the floor. The burns and cuts on his shins were hit by the cool air. Bora grit his teeth as the air seemed to sting the wounds. {OK....I don’t have enough ki just yet to completely heal each cut but I will have to just do these for now.} Gently placing his hands on his left shin, ki slowly made it's way down into the cuts. A soft light illuminated from his palms and the lacerations slowly began to close. {There...} It was then that the door opened with a knock. "Uhm....Mister Bora?" An unknown voice spoke The marked saiyan tried to hold back a chuckle "Mister Bora? Ha! Damn that makes me feel old." He said as he looked up to door. It was a young girl with long flowing ginger hair. Her large amber eye’s looked to him. There was something about her that seemed...Familiar but why? He stared at her for a few moments until she spoke again. "The boss wants you." She spoke in an innocent tone. Bora let out a sigh at the words and closed his eyes. "So his here, huh?" he asked rhetorically. Opening his eyes he looked back to the girl. "OK...gimme one sec..." he said as he looked back down to his other shin. Just like before, he placed his hands over the cuts grinding his teeth as touching it seemed to sting worse than the cool air. Once again soft light illuminated from his palms and the cuts slowly closed the only sign of their previous existence where scars that remained. The saiyan smirked at the girl as he tapped each shin. "There. That will do...for now...So Miss......" Bora cocked his head to the side with a raised eyebrow "What is your name, if I may ask?" He questioned as he slid off the side of the bed and his feet touched the ice cold hospital floor. With a deep breath he walked towards the door, awaiting the girl reply. Before reaching the door another voice sounded by the door this one more familiar. "Umm hello Bora is this a bad time?" "Sol? You're alright...more than alright you look...a hundred percent. I glad to see you came out alright. Kami that shit you pulled was risky. You gave me quite the opening at the end there to take that psycho out.....but it didn't seem to work....Chi-chi..." Bora paused as he looked down. A guilty, saddend expression came over his face. "I shouldn't have been so careless..." Thoughts of his massive mess up circled in his mind at the thought of Chi-chi getting hurt. Looking back to the girl Bora spoke again "Can you show me to Gatz...I've got a feeling he's gona have a few things to say...." "Sol? You mind walking and talking?....My boss doesn't like it when I keep him waiting." Bora asked as he waited for the young girl to show them the way. WC: 679 |
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| Gatz | Nov 27 2014, 08:17 PM Post #16 |
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![]() “Woah pal! Slow down there before you hurt yourself and uh you can't do that kind of stuff in here.” The hotel bartender spoke to the wrecked man who appeared to have seen better days. There were chicken bones all over the bar table. The guy was a mess. His clothes were thrashed, his face had a couple of cuts on it, and he looked wasted. His hand was in his pants which was how the bartender knew that whatever happened to the guy must have involved a girl. He had seen several times before. In a way, the bartender was like an experienced psychologist. Seeing his other customers check what the guy was doing, the bartender felt responsible to keep him in check. ![]() The Future Shadow chugged a bottle of Hennessey that he purchased. He downed it like a thirsty man drinking water at the desert. He felt a pleasurable misery as he recalled seeing his wife for the first time, yet he was unable to control himself so he hurt her. He never wanted to hurt her. The thought of her body beneath him got him licking his lips in desire. It had been so long since he last touched what belonged to him. In the meantime, he had a hand in his pants as he could not get the image of his lost gem smiling at him. It was two decades since he had last seen her smile or touched her soft skin. He couldn't recall how he got the money, but the twenty wallets that he gathered from dead bodies lay on the table. The people around him didn't bother to ask how he got them either. It was for the better if they wanted to stay alive. Her smile distracted him from his thirst to kill. Behind him, a song played in the background that mirrored his inner emotions. He hated the song, but it worked though. Upon hearing the bartender, his dark glare rested on him like he knew what he was talking about. He stopped chugging his bottle and burped. Then he pulled his hand out of his pants and pointed his finger at the bartender. “This is fucking Anju's fault. Why the fuck did she come here? The shit we have to do to keep our offspring safe. They are fucking ungrateful sometimes...but... I got to see her again.” His fist clenched at the thought of Chi-chi. It tormented every fiber of his being and his soul. His unstable state was still clueless to where he was. Fortunately, his mind was distracted enough to keep him from killing any further. The Bartender sympathized with the messy guy. He didn't know who Anju was, but stuff seemed serious on his end. “Look, I know this ain't easy if you split with your girl or whatever. It's always hard when kids are involved, but hey man if that woman is the mother of your child. You gotta give it a chance. Go get her man.” The bartender had no idea that he added fuel to the fire. ![]() “Uh, hi Gatz.” Future Gatz closed his eyes when he heard Chi-chi's voice speak his name. He ignored the bartender for a second because he was too distracted with the thought of her. Her skin, her scent, her beauty, her innocence, her strength, and her fire got him breathing like he was making sweet love to her at the moment. How could he cuss out his offspring for providing him with an opportunity? The better question was where the fuck was he? Opening his eyes, they settled on a newspaper that sat on the table. The bartender looked at the leather coat man like he was drugged because he was panting like he was having intimate relations with someone. “You okay there man?” He didn't know what was going through the bottle chugging, loon, yet he was willing to help. Curiously, the Future Shadow grabbed a newspaper and read it. The date he read was 16 years in the past which explained why Chichi was fine. He knew the year because it was the year that his Queen was taken from him. His masculine voice read out the name of the city. “Gatz's Haven.” He repeated out loud. Then it hit him. He was the fucking ruler of this place. Being still unstable, he did not take into account that there was another him running around. “Is this place mine? I gave my Queen a fucking city.” He rested the newspaper on the table and marveled in his egotistical mind at what he had done. With his mind still on the fritz, he truly believed it was him and not another him that did this. He was in denial at the moment. The need to see her again grew more intense. After their first encounter that ended tragically, he had to see her. The bartender was clueless to the man's behavior. Future Gatz glanced at the bartender. “I got to see her.” He said it out loud and didn't care who was listening. The bartender, despite thinking the guy was a total case, encouraged it. “You go get her man, but dude you gotta clean yourself up first. You smell like booze and blood. You look like hell man. Gotta make a good impression on the lady you know?” He gave the guy some final advice. Future Gatz sniffed himself. He didn't smell anything since he was accustomed to his odor, but if it was to impress his Queen he had no problems taking the advice. He took the bartender's advice. “If she don't like it, I will come back here and snap your neck. For now, I won't kill you. Take the extra tip.” He spared the bartender's life which was already a significant change to how he was only hours prior where he killed without motive. It did not matter who stood in front of him. They would die just for breathing. ----- The scene was back at where it all started and that was at the suite where his offspring stayed currently. It was luxurious and he was unaware that it belonged to another him. Since it was empty, he decided to clean up there. The Future Shadow landed on the balcony window where his offspring stayed the last couple of nights and where he watched her from the darkness as he usually had. ![]() The sound of running water was all one heard from the suite. The blood stained water dripped into the drain and sewage system. Having not showered in years, the menacing eyes of the Future Terror inhaled profoundly at the feel of icy water hitting his skin. The water not only washed away the blood, dirt, and filth that collected on his body over the years, but it metaphorically washed away his troubles too. The Future Shadow ran a hand through his wet, spiked hair. “Chichi...tell me who your King is.” He groaned to himself. Methodically, his hand ran down the tiled wall of the shower when he thought of her face. Then his fist pounded the wall and cracked the tiles at how demonic his thoughts of ravaging her were. His body rumbled in ecstasy at the thought of “her” being in there with him. His mouth gaped open and his eyes closed in the attempt to recreate the memories he had. Those memories of being intimate with his Queen two decades ago resurfaced. He longed for her touch again, and this was the best opportunity he had. He scrubbed every last inch of himself until he felt it was good enough to see his gem. It was only the best. “Anju..what the fuck did you do?” He voiced her name because she was behind all of this. Whatever his offspring had done, he could not fathom it. Once he was finished cleaning himself, he stepped out of the shower. He stared into the mirror to take in his naked appearance. His tanned, muscular body was scarred in various areas from the battles he endured and the countless lives he destroyed. This Gatz, in comparison to the other one, looked older, more experienced and was less impulsive. His attitude was more mellow and mysterious. The crudeness and need to be dominant remained the same. Closing his eyes, he remembered how his raven haired Queen traced his scars with admiration and how powerful it made him feel. He smirked when her voice spoke into his mind as he recalled the memories of them together in their private chambers at Fire Mountain before she was pregnant with their offspring. She bragged about a tiny scar she had on her knee that she got from tripping over a log in the forest and compared it to his own which were received from grueling battles. “You like my beast scars don't you. I got this one on my leg yesterday when I was throwing out the liquor stealing monster from our court yard. The freak didn't know he was dealing with the King. I let him have a free shot being nice and all just before I obliterated him into ashes. I should have thanked him before I killed him cuz he just added another reason as to why you can't get enough of me. It makes sense. I'm the Beast King and I have the scars because I am the man that's just the way it is. ” He did this often to provoke her defiant attitude. It was fucking funny how she reacted to it too. “I have a scar too you know Mister.” Her voice spoke into his mind. Future Gatz responded to her as if he where there because he was reliving the memory. He smirked at her seriousness. “You call that a scar. It looks like a mosquito bite.” He replied like a smart ass to his Queen's attempt to humor him. “It is a scar Gatz. Don't you see?” She was determined to prove her point. It was her attempt to best the beast as she often tried too, but that round he won. “Oh, I see it. Lemme go find that mosquito real quick. I'll crush him cuz nobody fucks with the King's Queen.” Grunting dominantly, he rolled on top of her and below him he smirked victoriously when he saw her cheeks puff out in frustration. He smothered his lips before she could argue back. He felt her irritated snarl rumble between his lips. It was the sound of his triumph. He remembered every line, every inch, every curve of what belonged to him. “It's time to show the Queen whose her King of Beasts.” He said to himself to psych his ego. Luckily, he was able to find some clothes in Anju's suite. He stole a pair of man's clothes from the closet. ![]() He didn't know who he was, but they were the perfect fit. Seeing how the long coat, dress pants, and funny looking dress shirt made him sharp, he was satisfied with is appearance. He headed out of the suite to his next destination. ----- ![]() “I want the best you have.” The Future Shadow stood in front of a fat fuck of a cashier who was shaking for whatever reason. Future Gatz was like a normal civilian for the moment. Even though it was two decades since he last romanced his Queen, he remembered how his Queen enjoyed chocolate which was why he was at the store buying her a box of chocolates. When he first arrived to the past, he did not have a sense of mind, therefore, he was clueless to who the whale freak was or the fact that they had a casual meeting. They met before even if the Future Shadow didn't care to remember if they had. He tossed several wallets onto the counter as his means for payment. ![]() Benny shook at the sight of the man in front of him. He sunglasses to keep his destroyed face from being seen by the public. Ever since his meeting with Gatz, he was constantly looking over his shoulder for the mad man who ruined his face. He was unaware that the man in front of him was different than the one who beat him senseless even if the man in front of him was more unstable than the one he had the misfortune of meeting. “Uh, sure I'll get you the most expensive thing for your girl. I am assuming it's for her right? I uh..like the coat by the way.” Benny was forced to work in the chocolate store after he hurt the real chocolate delivery guy who was supposed to go to Chi's apartment and give her the order that the Present Gatz paid for. It was Present Gatz's doing making him work for minimum wage. Since he was the owner of the city, he could do what he wanted. The Future Shadow tilted his head at the fat freak's behavior. Glancing down at his long coat, he fixed his collar and tried not to give into his psychotic tendencies of killing fuck's that acted weird. His black eyes stared into the coward's soul. How the hell did he know that he was giving the chocolates to his girl? He hated cowards, but since he was in a rush to get to someone important he did not bother wasting his time. He didn't want to ruin his expensive clothes either. Benny returned with the fanciest box of chocolates he could find. He placed them on the table. Looking at Gatz, he tried to be friendly with him. “She is beautiful man. You're a lucky guy.” He tried to kick his ass too. Future Gatz's unstable mind and violent tendencies got him to react the fat freak's statement. In an instant, his hand clutched the fat man's throat. He wanted to choke the life out of the fat fuck for even commenting on her beauty because only HE was allowed to look at her in that way. Benny gargled when his throat was clutched. He shook his head in fear that he said something wrong. The Future Shadow's body shook because his mind raced with Chi's face. His fingers, which gripped around the fat man's neck, were so close to ending the fat freak. He struggled to keep himself from killing. Remembering how his Queen hated it unless it had to be done, he saw her face and her smile from last night before he unwillingly assaulted her. She would often stop him from killing stupid freaks like this one. She was good like that. He wasn't. His dark eyes glanced down at the ground as he fought with his dark, blood lust nature. He was an android of terror built to destroy, but it was controllable with her around. For two decades, he killed with no regard for anyone since she was taken from him and with it his sense of mind. His only mission for past two decades was to cause as much misery to everyone as he could. Those who looked at his offspring wrong, even if he was not present in her life except stalking her in the shadows, were met with the most brutal of deaths. “If your cake eating mouth talks about my Queen again, I'll give you the quickest weight loss diet by ripping your intestines and choking you with them.” He said with a dark tone. He released the fat fuck's neck. His body continued to shake uncontrollably even after he took the box of chocolates because he wanted to end the bitch. Placing them beneath his arm, he headed out of the store and towards the hospital before he went through with his need to brutally murder the fat man. Forgetting about the fat freak, his sights were on the other hospital he didn't destroy. He could hardly contain his thrill to see her. ![]() ------- ![]() The Toughest in the Universe entered into the room that Anju was said to be in. Upon entering the room, he "Hey ya'll having a secret meeting without me?" He said jokingly. "Sol? You mind walking and talking?....My boss doesn't like it when I keep him waiting. The Greatest Android Terror entered the room shortly after Paul. His chilling eyes observed Bora and Sol. The both of them were roughed up. ![]() "Shut your face freak. I'm here." He slammed the door behind him because he wanted to talk to them privately. WC: 2,848 TWC: 7,453 Edited by Gatz, Nov 27 2014, 09:50 PM.
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| Bel Zephyra | Nov 27 2014, 08:26 PM Post #17 |
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--Several minutes prior to the meeting- The Ox Princess lay alone in the hospital bedroom. She rolled to her side to glance out the window after her husband left the room. Closing her eyes, she tried to remember how her first encounter with Anju's father went. His stare was emotionless. His need relentless. It shook her heart to the core at how he almost...she could not consider the possibility that he would have gone that far. Her finger twirled a lock of her long hair as she tried to point out one positive aspect of that encounter. Despite all the negative of the future man that she remembered, there was one glimmer of hope. He let her go and apologized. She saw the yearning on his face as if he wanted someone to believe in him again. The amount of lives that were lost caused her to have a sense of doubt that he could be redeemed. ![]() “Chi what the hell did he do to you? No damn wonder the boss man was shouting so much. The whole hospital was shaking.” A thunderous voice spoke out. She turned rolled onto her back and with her peripheral vision she gazed at the man who spoke to her. It was Paul. He was another one of the future man's victims. Seeing the bandage wrapped around Paul's forehead, she closed her eyes tightly because it reminded her of what she was up against. Could she do the impossible? The Toughest in the Universe approached the bed and clenched his fist when he saw her injuries. The Ox Princess noticed Paul's tension. “I'm fine Paul. You don't have to worry about me. I'm as strong as an ox.” She said to ease him. Paul's flexed muscles relaxed when Chichi told him she was okay. He believed her even if she looked roughed up. Instantly, the rugged biker's thoughts went on Anju and how she was holding up. He figured that she knew by now that it was her father that was behind the murders. He was a fucked up individual. The future Gatz was nothing like his boss man. He was a piece of shit that deserved to get death fist through a wall. “How is Anju holding up?” Paul asked with a hint of threatening in his voice. If she were hurt, it was a done deal. Chi-chi's eyes looked up at the ceiling at Paul's question. It was one she could not answer straightforwardly because she did not know. How would a daughter react to how heartless her father could be ? She could only imagine how Anju's mind was full of questions like how could her mother fall for a man as ruthless as her father? Why did he do these things? In a soft voice, she responded to Paul's question. “I don't know. She's like her father. If she is worried or scared, it is impossible to know.” She said this with pride because Anju was strong like her father and had a heart of gold. Sadly, her daughter had only seen the worst of her dad. “I'm going to try to talk to her real father here...alone.” She told Paul to catch him up on what was going to take place. Chi-chi's response sounded about right. Anju was a tough chick. She wouldn't admit weakness like the boss man. Upon hearing Chi's plan, his blue eyes almost bulged out of his head. There was no damn way that the boss man would agree to a plan like that. “And our Gatz agreed to this? What the hell?” Paul sounded shocked because knowing how his boss man, he didn't allow anyone to even look at his girl wrong without them getting their asses beat. He was about to let a piece of shit be near Chi-chi after he hurt her? What was the sense in that? The raven haired beauty heard the surprise in Paul's thunderous voice. Her eyes closed again when she sensed Paul's nervousness because it built onto the added pressure she already felt. If she failed, her daughter's happiness would never come. “Gatz did not want this. The holes in the wall are proof enough.” She did not gaze at Paul. Her voice went into a tender whisper as she allowed herself to open up to a man she thought of as her brother. Paul took notice to the holes in the wall and grinned. It seemed like his real boss man was ready to crack skulls like he knew how. The Ox Princess rarely showed her deepest emotions except for those closest to her. It was easy to do so with Paul around. In a way, she sought for a comfort that her husband could not provide. She could not admit she was scared to Gatz because he would overreact and shut the plan down before it went underway. He was overprotective and for this reason she spoke out to Paul. “It's a long shot, but I have to try. I don't know if that Gatz will listen. Please don't tell our Gatz this, but I 'm scared. I'm scared Anju will be without parents and that I'll fail to help my daughter. I refuse to let that happen. He is their hope to saving that time line Anju is from. I just hope...I just don't know how far gone he is. I still believe there is good in him.” She looked up at the ceiling because she did not want Paul to see the emotion behind her eyes. The Toughest in the Universe heard his sister's words. She was scared. He realized why she told him. The Boss Man was a ticking time bomb and someone who couldn't act straight the second he sensed his girl was in danger. He was psycho when it came to her. As bad of an idea as Paul thought this was, the toughest in the universe saw that she needed a voice of confidence. “Hey Chi don't talk like that. If that future Gatz is like this one, you're the one person who can do this. He'd rip out his own heart to keep you smiling. He don't admit it cuz guys like him are straight bad ass business, but you're his world. Anju is too or else he wouldn't have agreed to that shit. Both of you are treasures, and if you dun already know I'll stay it. I'd die to keep you two safe, but I'd make sure to kick some asses before I went out. She sat up and embraced Paul with her slender arms after his heart warming comment. He instilled confidence in her. “Thank you Paul. I couldn't have asked for a better brother.” She said a blissful honesty. The bearded master's eyes widened at first at the sudden act of affection. He closed his eyes to embrace her in return. His hand patted her back when she hugged him. It was this kind of tenderness that he now understood why it drove the boss man wild. It made a man feel like a man. She was stubborn one second and the next she was all affectionate like chicks knew how to be. After he was released, he looked at Chi with a grin. His hand rubbed his beard as he acted like a goof. “Aw shucks Chi, but uh dun tell boss man I hugged ya. He dun like other dude's touching ya and I'm still broke from the last fight.” He grinned widely. She laughed at his goofiness. It was a breath of fresh air. “Sounds like me the Toughest in the Universe needs a vacation.” She admitted sincerely. Paul's grin disappeared and his expression hardened. His blue eyes looked at Chi's laying body on the hospital bed. “Vacations are for wimps. I ain't going nowhere. Anju, The Boss Man, and you are stuck with me.” He reminded her. Smiling at Paul's sweet loyalty, she pointed at the door. “I think Anju is in Bora's room. Bora is my new body guard. You should go check on them. I'm sure Gatz will be there too since he is the brains behind this operation.” She commented slyly. The Toughest in the Universe rubbed his beard when Chichi mentioned a new body guard. It seemed like the boss man was hiring new schmucks and for good reason. He grinned at the thought of having a new buddy to bother. “A new body guard ey? I'mma gonna have to see if he can take a ass kicking. Take care of yourself Chi. You know boss man and me won't let anything happen to you or Anju. Rest now.” He took one glance at her before he left the room to go meet up with the others. The Ox Princess smile faded. Her eyes narrowed with fierceness when she turned to the window. Once again, she was left alone to dwell on what was to come. “Come what may...I'm ready.” She said to herself. WC: 1,590 TWC: 6,358 Edited by Bel Zephyra, Nov 27 2014, 09:58 PM.
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| Anju | Nov 29 2014, 04:52 AM Post #18 |
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"Mister Bora? Ha! Damn that makes me feel old." The redhead blinked and stepped closer, tilting her head. “Sorry…I thought it would be more polite.” She grinned sheepishly then as she watched him. She curiously tilted her head once more, more focused on Bora then on the fact that anyone could just wander into the room. Whatever Bora was doing, it sure looked like something she’d want to learn. He was on his feet pretty fast afterwards. “Wow…. well…guess you didn’t need the hospital trip then huh? Sure wish I could do that…” She grinned, fascinated by the results. When asked about her name, she was truthful. “Oh, it’s Anju. I’m still a bit new when it comes to the whole business thing.” She explained, turning as he began to head for the door. Stopping when she heard another voice, scanning until her eyes fell on another man stepping in....just before her father had to come in too. Well, there went her opportunity to ask for help keeping him under control. But her mentor as well came in too, and her eyes widened this time in happiness. "Mr.Phoenix!" She shouted, sprinting over and immediately hugging him tight. She was so happy he was okay! She pulled away as quick as she could as she looked over his injuries. She almost wanted to cry seeing how bad he was roughed up. It didn't make her feel any better to know that her own father had caused this. On top of that, two others must've run into him too. "This is all my fault..." She mumbled then. "I'm really beginning to wonder if I should've even come here or not. Knowing that he's....running around here and hurting people. Including mom...., I mean. I'm not surprised he's hurting people in general. Heck...I'm not even surprised that he's hurting people he knows. What I am surprised is that he'd even go so far with mom....." She rambled on. She tried not to blame herself, knowing her mother wouldn't stand for it. But seeing the actual damage that her father had caused. The scars, the broken bones. It only made her feel terrible in the end, knowing that if she just had stayed put, he wouldn't have followed her and caused all this trauma to people who didn't even deserve it. Her fists clenched then. "This is why this has to be done. And absolutely nothing can go wrong here." She clenched her fist to her heart then, and stood by her mentor. "Not a single thing...because while I'm....willing to try and give him a second chance. We won't get a second chance if this fails. So we all need to be clear on what we're doing." She ceased her rambling then, as she looked up to the present day Gatz. "So you wanna explain it to them, or should I?" She asked curiously. Though knowing her father, he would likely be the one to explain it in his own blunt way that sometimes mirrored her own. 503 Words 3037 Characters Running Total 4240 Words 23031 Characters |
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| Cyborg Sol | Nov 30 2014, 05:48 PM Post #19 |
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Smooth moves Sol
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Sol seemed a bit surprised by the shape Bora was in, the cyborg was so used to his own augmented healing that it he almost forgot it wasn’t normal for most people. Even for the natural warriors that are the Saiyans it seemed he needed to concentrate to fix his own wounds. “Thanks, being a complete cyborg comes with its benefits. I just need several hours of sleep to get back on my feet after a nasty fight like that.” Sol said with a genuine smile, it was moments like this where he was free from the paranoia over his own nature. He had some power maybe not enough yet to be a true protector of the weak but it was enough to make a difference. He was glad the marked Saiyan was still in one piece for a moment it seemed like they had succeeded that the Gatz they had fought whatever his story was, had been beaten once and for all. Sol’s hopes were soon dashed as Bora continued, it seemed not only did the second Gatz whoever he was survive their combined attack, he found chichi and hurt her somehow. The question of how the marked Saiyan knew her as well as Gatz remerged for a moment but Sol dismissed the question, the fact she had been harmed was far more important. The marked Saiyan seemed totally frustrated by his performance in their fight; Sol shook his head on hearing it. It was true that perhaps if they did something differently they could have stopped him then and there. Sol himself was starting to wonder if he had simply used neo-tribeam from the very start, but he knew it wouldn’t change anything just wondering. In the end Sol knew he hadn’t made a mistake, if he knew what did now then, maybe but that was impossible. The cyborg was certain they had done all they could have at the time. “Bora, you’re not to blame for this, I saw you fight you put everything you had into it.” Meanwhile Crux waited in the hallway not far from Bora’s hospital room, he was going over the fight in his head, and he was more or less useless for anything short of blocking the first few shots that were sent at the hospital. Looking up and staring at a small TV in the corner of the hospital half Crux watched a report the aftermath of the fight it looked like whatever small victory he could claim in defending that hospital was pointless, the hospital was nothing but a smoking ruin. As the second cyborg sighed in frustration he went deathly pale as he saw Gatz and Paul enter the hospital room, completely ignoring him as they did so. It took a minute for his initial shock to dispel and for him to realize this had to be the real Gatz, not the hobo looking bootleg they had fought earlier. Crux soon followed them into the room, seeing the young woman’s reaction to the blonde man it and over hearing their conversation it seemed like there was more to this other Gatz then just a failed copy made by the black bow army like Sol has initially theorized. Just as Sol was about to agree with the marked Saiyan and ask just who his boss was he noticed Gatz had entered. The cyborg turned to face Gatz and Paul, he could tell from the way he carried himself that this was the real Gatz though for a second there Sol was almost certain the other Gatz was real. Needless to say it left Sol a bit confused though he was still happy to see Paul and Gatz again. Sol was about to greet them both when the android terror demanded silence and nodded to him. To avoid confusion and a possible fight from breaking out, Sol signalled for Crux to get out from behind the android terror and stand next to him. With shrug Crux moved up to Sol and waited for either the android terror or the seemingly mysterious red head to explain the situation to them both. WC: 690 TWC: 1959 Edited by Cyborg Sol, Nov 30 2014, 05:50 PM.
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| Bora | Dec 2 2014, 04:11 PM Post #20 |
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Thoughts of what Gatz would have to say about the saiyans stuff up circled in Bora's mind. Gatz, The Android Terror was given the title for a reason. Right now Bora simply wanted to leap from the hospital window, at least that way if he died he wouldn't have to go through some torcher method Gatz could come up with. Pushing aside the fear of the bossman, Bora slowly made his way to the door after asking Anju to lead the way. Before the marked saiyan could exit the room, the self proclaimed strongest in the universe, Paul entered the room and somehow immediately made the current gloom situation a little brighter with his goofy grin and joking attitude. "Hey ya'll having a secret meeting without me?" Anju was quick to his side obvious excitement in her tone of voice. As Bora ended his sentence, asking Sol to walk and talk, the man whom Bora was actually hoping would be on the opposite end of the hospital walked in with his usual commanding presence, closely followed by Sol's younger sibling. "Shut your face freak. I'm here" he said slamming the door behind Crux. Taking a step back Bora glanced around the room and mumbled under his breath as he noticed the large number of "visitors" he had. "Well aren't I just the popular one." He spoke more so to himself than anyone else. As Crux made his way to Sol's side Anju began to speak. There was pain in her words. Hearing her speak about her mother being hurt, it didn't take long for Bora to fill the blanks. {No wonder she seems so familiar...She's got the same sort of angle face Chi-chi has....but who is....}. His thought's where cut off as she spoke of the future shadow as if she knew him well. {Wait a sec...Could that imposter Gatz, Sol and I fought be...} the marked saiyan had a puzzled expression as he tried to make sense of everything. Right now he was jumping to conclusions and that would simply cause himself to create more questions, it was then that he decided to simply stop himself from saying anything and simply listen to what was to be said, this would allow everything to be out on the table, allowing the marked saiyan to have solid facts on what was really going on. If he still didn't understand he would simply pull Paul aside as he already seemed to know full well what Anju was talking about. "This is why this has to be done. And absolutely nothing can go wrong here. Not a single thing...because while I'm willing to try and give him a second chance. We won't get a second chance if this fails. So we all need to be clear on what we're doing." Her speech came to a close as she looked up to The Android Terror. It seemed that the marked saiyans thoughts where correct. Anju's final words ended with a question of who would be explaining what was going on. Looking over to Sol, he seemed somewhat puzzled at the moment too. "Please....right now I think all three of us are pulling a blank any form of insight of what’s going on would help." Bora said as he pointed to Sol, Crux and himself. WC: 547 TWC: 1,228 |
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