Saiyan Chronicles: Slaughterhouse

A/N: Hey everyone, I've returned with another chapter of Slaughterhouse. No real progress is made in this chapter canon-wise, but something is shown about certain characters' personalities. So, I guess you could call this installment a filler among other things. Anyway, Merry Christmas everyone! So now, without further adieu, I present the fourth chapter in Slaughterhouse, Power!

Power

"I guess I'm just going to have to remove you from the equation."

~Susano'o.

Najenda stood over her map of the capital, a forest green mechanical hand glazing over the parchment, eyes wandering. She closed her eyes, concentrating, hoping the newcomer had indeed succeeded in his mission. She'd let him into onto the team, regardless, but, she still hoped that he was capable enough. Strength, speed, and overall talent at such a raw scale was hard to come by these days. To let something like that go, to let it slip through her fingers would be a mistake.

And a waste.

As long as Esdeath was away from the Empire, Night Raid was safe. But, what will they do if she returns? All this time, Akame had been their ace, but then Glenn joined the team and proved his worth. Now, another powerhouse had presented itself. Another combatant to throw into the fray with the Ice Queen when the time came? Of course she'd jump at the chance! She felt rather giddy as looked over the map laid out upon the table before her. Despite her lack of depth perception, her green coloured steel fingers moved the battle plan pieces from one spot to the next without flaw, her brain formulating specific tactics out of pure habit. When all the pieces were set in place, she stood back, admiring her work with a sly grin.

BOOM!

The pure force of naught but an earthquake shook Night Raid's HQ to the core, toppling over the pieces atop her map as well as sending dust and pebbles down from the ceiling overhead. Najenda froze. Were they under attack? Had the Empire found their base? Had Esdeath returned early and discovered them? Regardless, she stood stock straight and as still as a lifeless object. Unblinkingly, she forbid herself to even breathe as the dreadful silence hung over her. Nothing else came. Still on edge, she balled her hands into fists and made her way to the cliff side they called a roof. Her eyes almost bugged out of her head at the sight. A massive crater, almost spanning the length of the whole flatland, sat before her, pebbles still shaking from the after effect of the power capable of performing such a task.

And there, in the middle of it all, was the one person on her mind.

Standing straight and tall, Ryan cared not for his surroundings as that thick, blue aura surrounded him, spiking up into the heavens as it wafted his wild hair in a plethora of directions. That cloak of his was gone, cast aside in favor of a baggy pair of onyx pants held up by a white sash tied in a knot at his side. Almost impossibly clean white boots reached up to just below his knees, kept upon his feet by nearly tied black laces. His torso was bare, his tanned muscular form kept her gaze there for longer than she liked until she noticed the black gauntlets he wore. They seemed to be rather comfortable, made of mesh material perhaps?

That thought was quickly squashed when he raised his arms to crack his knuckles, causing them to glint in the moonlight.

"I did it, if that's what you're here for."

For the first time in a long time, the boss jumped, genuine surprise filling her features at the fact he knew she was there. Regardless of his confirmation that he completed his assigned mission, she still had some questions.

'Why does he sound… distraught?'

Yet, she voiced another thought entirely.

"Where is everyone else?"

His aura broke, extinguishing its ethereal light and leaving his hair to fall into its natural position. Sighing, he scratched the back of his head, still looking away from her. "I left them behind. I needed some time to myself." He pointed at his feet, referring to the crater as a means to accentuate his point. "They should be returning shortly though, I can sense them. They're not too far away." Lifting himself from the debt in the earth through sheer willpower alone, he turned midair, hovering over to her, dropping once he stood before her. It wasn't until just then that Najenda realized his full height reached up to her nose.

Looking up at her, he spoke again. "So? Am I in?"

Left with nothing else to say, she just smiled and nodded.

Ryan's grin split his face in that instant as he opened his mouth to speak once more.

"When do we start?"

(The Next Morning)

It was still dark when he woke.

The sun was not yet above the horizon, yet Ryan knew that it would be soon. Throwing the sheets off of him, he swung his legs over the bed and stood, wiping the crust from his eyes all the while. Hovering through the halls, he found his way outside the building and stood at the edge of the cliff above the hideout. Looking at the moon, he smiled. It was so long ago, but he felt like it was yesterday. The day he turned into that beast. His tail swished behind him instinctively in approval of his transformation. He'd only ever turned into a Great Ape-as what he decided to call it-twice now. The first, he nearly destroyed the town he grew up in.

He willed it to work for him the second time.

The second time…

The second time he transformed was during his journey to the capital.

He'd kept it up for three whole days, day and night!

It was a bit straining during the day, he realized, taking note that this special form drew its power from the moon. But…

That energy wasn't the power he felt when he splattered that girl's head all over the ground. It was… something else. It was way stronger than his Great Ape form, that's for sure. He just wished he knew what it was. Tightening his fists, he growled at the massive floating pearl hanging in the sky above him, mocking him for his lack of knowledge. It just made him so angry! Why didn't he know?! Why did they have to put this power in him?! He wanted to know! No he needed to know! Just why?! Why?! Whywhywhywhywhywhy?!

"WHY?!"

BOOM!

His eyes widened as his aura flared around him involuntarily, cracking the already present crater that was there. Distantly, he noticed the pebbles that were exuded from the earth when it cracked beneath him floating around him. He noticed a strand of hair over his face. His mind said it should've been black.

But, his eyes told him it was blonde.

Taking a stance, he raised his power.

"HA!"

His energy exploded, shattering the heavens above as all the excess power within him took to the skies, a beam of golden light striking the stars above.

And then it was gone.

Ryan's aura shifted from yellow to blue in an instant as his emerald orbs and upturned saffron locks faded to black. He fell to his knees from pure exhaustion afterwards. What… what was that…? He asked himself and yet there was no one with a reply for he was the only one present and he didn't have an answer. So, he flopped onto his back and stared at the stars for a couple of minutes until he finally got some rest.

(Later…)

"Hey!"

"AH!"

Sitting up at a speed faster than lightning, Ryan found himself face first in a land of soft darkness. Even though his eyes were as wide as saucers, the blackette's found that he still couldn't see. Lifting a hand, he gripped the obstruction tightly.

"Ah~!"

The very instant he heard the moan, the tailed boy colored from head to toe. Then, he moved. Faster than the eye could see, he shifted from his uncomfortable yet pleasant position upon the floor to entrance to the roof, facing away from the one he'd just groped.

"Oh?" He felt her eyes on him. "Why did you stop?"

His breath escaped him.

Nevertheless, he turned to face her, watching as the blonde pushed her breasts up erotically and stared him down with that seductive expression. It was in that instant that he realized that the baggy pants that were his favorite was not the most favorable selection of clothing to wear when trying to conceal an arousal. "I-it's not w-what it looks like, I-I swear!" He tried to explain himself, but her primal urges shone through as that golden tail of hers swished into view from behind her waist length blonde locks.

"…"

No words were exchanged.

"…"

They just moved.

She pounced, unable to control her animalistic behavior just as he flew.

Several feet in the air.

Hovering above Leone on the roof of Night Raid's headquarters, Ryan found his heart pumping more than it had ever done in any battle, his adrenaline threatening to spill him over the edge.

Teenage hormones are nothing to laugh at.

He shifted once more.

Firing a small blast of energy at her feet, he flashed from his previous spot to just in front of her as she stumbled, dazed. Swiping the belt from her waist, he watched as her hair shortened and her tail burned itself away and into the wind. Blinking, she restored her equilibrium and straightened, a lost expression adorning her features. "What the…?"

"Oi! You okay now?!"

Turning, the teigu wielder saw the person she was looking for hovering a little ways away from the cliff, calling out to her with her belt in hand. "What are you doing all the way over there?!" He waved her belt in the air as a response. Confused, she ignored the gesture as well as the slight arousal poking out from beneath his pants, "C'mon! The boss needs all of us in the main hall!" He gave her a double fingered salute and let go of his energy, falling feet first over the edge.

Then she remembered something.

"Hey! Wai-!

Her belt came flying back to her from past the rooftop, soaring into the air until it reached her and she caught it, quickly locking it against her waist once more.

She didn't know why, but, as soon as she locked it in place a shiver ran up her spine and a light flush overtook her tanned cheeks. Stiffly, almost mechanically, she walked back to the boss, her mind whirling towards somewhere else.

(Main Hall)

Landing just outside of the entrance, Ryan dusted himself, silently willing his memories of the events that just transpired to subside; to hide themselves in the deep recesses of his mind, at least for now. Walking in, he nearly bumped into Incursio, the hulking mass of silver-coloured armor blocking his path. "Hey, bud." He spoke, causing the man to turn and smile down at him, "Yo, we got a bit of a problem." When the shorter boy's face scrunched up in confusion, he moved aside to let him see for himself. Walking forward, he stepped past Akame, Mine, Sheele, and Lubbock so he could be the closest to Najenda. All their faces spoke of-of something. He just couldn't rightly discern what it was.

"So…"

He caught her attention, the silver haired woman raising her gaze to meet his.

"What happened?"

A/N: This is a little different, I know, but be warned this isn't a preview for THIS story. I guess you could say this is a… bonus. Yeah, a bonus! Anyway, enjoy!

(Omake)

"BUUUUU!"

That one voice permeated the air for all but a second before the planet shook. Shockwave after shockwave erupted nonstop, overlapping one another as the battle waged on. Kid Buu found itself being pushed back, having already discovered that it's candy beam and vanishing ball had utterly no effect on the Super Saiyan Three whatsoever. Those black gloved fists pounded into the Majin's face and torso, effectively overheating his regenerative factor as well as causing him to cry out in pain. Some ways away, Goku and Vegeta lay incapacitated atop the soft and smooth grass of Elder Kai's planet.

"He's strong. A lot stronger than he should be. I guess you could attribute that to his absorption of Gohan."

Kibito Kai's words echoed in the back of his mind as he fired off a one-handed kamehameha wave blasted through Buu's abdomen and out his back. Unfortunately, the pink blobs that exploded out of the other side of his body flung themselves right back into him, allowing him to regenerate within seconds. Goku had been out for what seemed like ages seeing as he went down before Vegeta, and yet he still wore his potara from when he tried to fuse with them. Fusing with his predecessor was the original plan but then Buu got the drop on him when they were powering up to lure him to this world. So, Vegeta became the last resort option.

But, he didn't last very long.

Even as he thought this, he still proceeded to push onwards in this seemingly fruitless battle. Punches, kicks and the like were blocked, countered, and consequently rendered useless. Until, he landed a clean uppercut that seemed to stagger him. He went on the offensive.

"UGIGIGUGUGAAAAHHH!"

"Ka… me…"

He'd have liked to charge the blast at least a second longer, but his adversary's was already upon him.

"HAAAA!"

Blue pounded against pink in a violent golden clash and then the world burned white.

"Gi…gi…gii…"