Hello everyone! I missed Y'all. Time for another chapter, written in my new writing style! Hope you enjoy, as this is the first thing I've written on my new PC. I love you all for the continued views and Support in these 4-6 months of Hiatus. Jiro "The Father Of Halflings" Uchiha, OTF INC.
Jiro sat in Bulma's office at Capsule Corp. Headquarters. Glancing to the blue haired woman, he exhaled slowly. "King Vegeta requested me?" he asked, and she nodded. "Vegeta wanted me to ask you what your intentions are when it comes to Embla." she stated, and he shrugged. "Unless she is willing to become stronger and awaken her latent Saiyan powers, I have no intentions. She is simply someone I must protect when told to." he said, and she smiled. "And what would you do if Vegeta gave you the mission of training her?" she asked, and he shrugged, looking out the window, smiling slightly at the birds flying outside. "I will accept the mission with glee. I have means of breaking her resolve. Many ways." he said, looking back to Bulma. "If Embla will not be persuaded, then she must be forced." he said, and Bulma chuckled. "That's exactly what he said."
Jiro exited the dome shaped building, leaping into the air and flying towards Saiyan City. Bulma told him to meet Trunks there for his next mission. Bambietta's power increase is intriguing to say the least. He thought, glancing down at the landscape as he flew over it. I have no need for wings anymore. He thought, wondering if that would be the case after he left this realm. Flipping in the air as he landed, he walked the busy streets of Saiyan City, thoughts swirling around in his head of what Bambietta would do with her new powers.
Bambietta sighed, sitting back on her throne with the miniature Jiro on her lap. "Did I do the right thing?" she asked, and he laughed. "Of course. The way you passed out the powers you took from Uryu was commendable." he said, and she smiled. "Hopefully no one gets jealous they didn't get picked." she said, and Jiro laughed. "If they are, that would be incredibly childish, especially for people of their status." he stated, leaning his oversized head back and looking at his wife. "Besides, it not like they will argue over who's most powerful. Mogui could take them all down." he stated, and then he blinked, looking forward. "Well, except for my parents." he stated, and Bambietta looked down at him. "You think I made her that powerful?" she asked, and he shrugged. "Head to the training room. The new Sternritter are bound to be testing out their powers. Most of them at least." he said, and Bambietta chuckled, hopping down from her throne.
Entering Vegeta's office, which looked more like a small dojo, he glanced to Trunks, the Saiyan Prince locking his hard stare on him. He bowed respectfully. "Prince Trunks, you requested me?" he asked, and Trunks nodded. "Yes," he began, casting a glance to the window. "My father wants you to take out the incoming threat, as he feels it would be a decent challenge for you." he stated, and Jiro nodded. "I will defeat the threat as quickly as possible." he stated, and Trunks rose a brow. "Actually, my Father wants you to wait. He said to wait until the threat came within Earth's surrounding area. Until then, he instructed you to train with me." he said, closing his eyes and furrowing his brow. Jiro rose a brow, folding his arms. "Very well. Will I be signaled as to when the time is appropriate?" he asked, and Trunks shook his head. Jiro sighed, looking out the window.
Entering the training room, Bambietta blinked. The Halflings, bar Mogui, who stood aside passively, were all battered and exhausted, Jiro's parents standing unharmed side by side. "What happened in here?" Bambietta asked. Hans, the Garchomp Jiro raised, laughed. "Art." he said, Bambietta rolling her eyes as she looked around. Everyone else stood back, as if the wanted to have nothing to do with the ongoing battle. Mogui spoke up, his eyes half lidded as if he were drowsy. "Hayfa, being brash as ever, challenged Sasuke-Jii-Sama to a battle, and before you know it, they were all being laid out by him and Lady Hinata." he stated, and Bambietta blinked, looking down to the miniature Uchiha who shook his head, arms folded. "Get up, all of you!" Jiro shouted, commanding them to their feet. They all stood, some having difficulty, and waited for their next order. "After you are healed, you are to head outside and train around the perimeter of the castle!" he boomed, his small body carrying Jiro's large voice. They all slouched, walking deflated out of the training room. Jiro narrowed his eyes. "Stand up straight!" he shouted, their backs straightening before they disappeared from view.
He turned to his parents. "I am impressed that you defeated all nine of them yourselves." he stated, looking to Mogui. "Why did you not join in?" he asked, and Mogui scoffed, glancing to Sasuke and Hinata. "Because it would be disrespectful to them. And besides, we all know who'd win that battle." he said, not against admitting his obvious disadvantage. Jiro chuckled, looking to his siblings. "You three! Spar with your parents for old time's sake." he said, and the three of them looked to each other, walking in front of their parents. "Are you sure you want us to do this?" Ichiro asked, and Jiro laughed. "Of course. Go all out, have fun." he said, the trio taking fighting stances, making Jiro smile.
Standing across the sandy field from Trunks, in the same rocky desert as before, a favorite training spot of Saiyans, made obvious by large craters scattered about the desert, Jiro noticed that Trunks had his sword on his back. "You will fight with your sword?" he asked, and Trunks nodded. Jiro held his gaze on Trunks as he summoned his sword, feeling the blade in his hand for the first time in a while. Securing the sheath on the back of his waist with the belt he wore, Jiro grasped his blade in his right hand, waiting for Trunks to make a move. The wind blew, tumbleweeds bouncing about as neither warrior moved at all. Jiro wondered if this meant that Trunks would want him to attack first. Another minute of still silence and Jiro's body began to tingle. He was itching to fight, and he didn't like waiting. He leaned forward slightly, propelling his feet forward. Trunks instantly vanished, Jiro teleporting back to avoid the blade, Trunks' speed catching him off guard. He jabbed forward, Trunks rolling around the attack with ease, Jiro leaping back as Trunks jabbed at him. He cursed, tightening his grip on his sword, charging forward.
Jiro swung down, Trunk bringing his blade up, the collision jarring Jiro and knocking him back a step. Placing the flat edge of his blade against his left side to avoid a horizontal slash from Trunks, Jiro sidestepped the following downward slash. Trunks turned his blade, bringing it up in a diagonal arc to his left, Jiro swinging down to block the blade, cursing as he jumped back, sparks flying from the blades. Trunks frowned, standing straight. "What's wrong? You don't seem like the same man who defeated Goten." he said, and Jiro growled, hand on his blade. Trunks looked down to him. "Have you noticed that I've had two hands on my sword this whole time?" he asked, and Jiro blinked, realizing that he hadn't noticed due to Trunks' blinding speed. He sighed. "Two handed wielding gives access to double the power." Jiro stated, and Trunks nodded. Jiro placed his left hand on his blade, inhaling deeply, exhaling slowly as he locked eyes with Trunks. The purple haired Saiyan smiled, lifting his sword, the duo surging forward with enough to create craters where they stood.
Mikito, Itachi and Ichiro stood across from their parents, the trio hoping that they could work together for at least a little while. Hinata leaned over, whispering in Sasuke's ear, the Uchiha's brows raising. He looked to her as if she were insane, but she winked at him, the Uchiha smiling before turning around and walking towards the wall, spinning and leaning against it, giving his wife a thumbs up. Hinata smiled in return, turning to her children with a smile. Ichiro blinked. "You can't be serious." he said, and Hinata chuckled. Itachi looked to his brother. "We can take Mom down at least." he said, and Ichiro nodded, Mikito unnerved by their mother's confidence. The trio looked to each other, surging forward at the same time, hoping to overwhelm her with sheer numbers.
The trio came from the left, right and from above, Ichiro leading the charge from the air. Hinata rose a brow. "Crescent Moon Dance?" she inquired, recognizing the technique. Lifting her right leg, she blocked Itachi's assault, catching Ichiro and Mikito with her hands. She smirked, turning to the left slightly before spinning to the right, a field of blade like chakra surrounding her. The trio leaped back, cursing as they barely avoided the Palms Rotation. Ichiro surged forward, drawing his sword from his back, Itachi following with kunai between his fingers. Mikito cast hand signs as fast as she could, summoning a huge Fuma Shuriken, charging forward after her brothers.
Hinata smiled. "Unsynchronized." she said, and stepped to the side, avoiding an attack from Ichiro as she kicked him in the stomach, grabbing him by his shirt and tossing him away, catching all the kunai Itachi threw, dropping them on the ground before slamming her palm into Itachi's chest, knocking him back into Mikito, who dropped the huge Shuriken. The trio stood, straightening themselves, grunting.
Hinata noticed that Ichiro's Sharingan was activated, as well as Itachi's. "So you three are going to actually fight me now are you?" she said, the duo surging her, not waiting for Mikito, who actually watched to see what she could possibly do. Itachi reached her first, Hinata casually planting her boot in his face, her palm slamming into Ichiro's face, causing Mikito to flinch as she heard the crack of his nose. He flew back, blood spurting from his nose. The duo stood again, Mikito leaping over her brother to go on the offensive. Her Byakugan was activated, Hinata smiling, proud of her daughter's usage of their Kekkei Genkai.
Jiro panted, wiping sweat from his brow, accepting a towel from Trunks to wipe the blood off his chest, Trunks outmatching Jiro at every turn. "How long have you used a sword?" Jiro asked, and Trunks sighed. "Nearly thirty years." he stated, Jiro chuckling as he realized how outmatched he was just based off experience. "Has this threat come within King Vegeta's desired range?" he asked, and Trunks shook his head. "Not yet. Thankfully enough. I do have a question for you though." he said, Jiro raising a brow. "My father wants to throw Embla in the Arena against Saibamen and force her to fight to defend herself." he said, and Jiro blinked, surprised by that. Trunks looked to him, eyes steely with resolve.
"I want you to make sure that she defeats those Saibamen. Her power level is around five hundred right now. The most powerful Saibamen have a power level over four thousand. Will you train her for me?" he asked, and Jiro nodded. It was a daunting task, making someone literally ten times stronger, but he was up for it. "I will do everything in my power to make sure she defeats what King Vegeta throws at her." he said, rolling his shoulder, the large wound he suffered healing nicely. Trunks looked up at the ceiling, scowling. "Looks like this threat has arrived." he said, and Jiro smiled, happy to finally be able to take care of business.
Mikito thrust her right palm forward, Hinata slapping it away, Mikito bringing up her right leg, Hinata pushing it down, Mikito chopping downwards with her left hand, Hinata barely rolling away from the attack, Mikito spinning, hitting Hinata in the arm with a Spinning backfist, Hinata responding by grabbing Mikito by her hair, tossing her away, Ichiro catching her. She frowned, shaking her head. "The point of evolution is for the new generation to surpass the old. Only one of you was able to hit me once. That's disappointing." she said, folding her arms, Sasuke laughing as he watched on. Bambietta looked to the Mini Jiro. "Are you gonna help your siblings?" she asked, and he looked to her, smile on his face.
"Why? This is about to get interesting." he said, Bambietta looking to the field. The trio stood together, Bambietta sensing a power spike from them all, blinking. She watched as pale white flames formed around Ichiro as he grit his teeth, fists clenched. Mikito's body popped and contorted as she shifted, activating her Byakugan as she entered her therian form. Itachi frowned, a white coat materializing around him as he scowled, a hat forming over his head. Jiro laughed, highly intrigued by what was about to transpire. Bambietta looked to him. "Are they serious?" she asked, and he nodded. "Ichiro is using his Susano'o, Mikito shifted and activated her Byakugan, and Itachi is using the power you gave him. This should be interesting." he said, and Bambietta looked back to the trio. Hinata chuckled, Sasuke also impressed by how serious they were.
"You sure you can handle this?" Sasuke asked Hinata, and she rose a brow, looking to her husband. "I'm fighting a Susano'o, a Byakugan enhanced werewolf and a Sternritter ninja. I'm pretty sure I'm fine." she said, and the trio noticed that she wasn't being sarcastic. Hinata sighed, rolling her neck as she lifted her legs, throwing them out, stretching. "Since you guys wanna be so hostile, I'll go on the offense. Is that okay with you?" she asked, and they all frowned. She shrugged. "Fine by me. Be stubborn." she said, looking to each of them as if to decide who to attack first. She charged forward, the trio charging forward too. She stopped short, spinning in a circle, the huge Palms Rotation blowing her children back. They all landed on their feet, surging forward again. Using his Susano'o's bow, Ichiro launched a flaming arrow at Hinata, who avoided the attack with ease, rolling around a charging Mikito, slamming her palm into her back, turning to her sons with a smile on her face.
Jiro looked up in the air, wondering if he'd be able to breath in space, where the being seemed to be hovering, as if waiting for a challenge. Jiro looked to Trunks, who nodded. Jiro shot into the air, feeling the wind on his face, the clouds parting as he charged, his body feeling lighter and lighter as gravity lessened. He watched the sky grow darker and darker as he sped up, unable to determine how fast he was moving, or where he was moving to. He stopped short, looking down at the planet, smiling down at it's beauty. He looked across from him, blinking at the being he saw.
Standing at likely five and a half feet tall, the being reminded him of a lizard. With engorged shins, three toed feet, and orange tinted white skin, the being was very peculiar. He noticed the odd teardrop shape of his head, and how most of his head seemed to be made of a large orange gem. The being laughed at him, long, thick white tail twitching about behind him. "My name is Jiro Uchiha, Saiyan warrior under King Vegeta. Who are you and why have you came?" he asked, and the being chuckled. "My name is Kooriza, son of Emperor Freiza, and I have come to avenge my Father's death." he said, and Jiro nodded. "As an honorable man, I cannot allow you on planet Earth to harm the innocents." he said, and Kooriza laughed. "I doubt that you will be able to defeat me." he said, and Jiro rose a brow, smirk on his face. "Doubt? You aren't sure?" he said, and Kooriza snickered, clenching his fists.
Jiro teleported behind Kooriza, chopping him in the back of the neck, causing him to whip his tail angrily, Jiro avoiding with ease. Kooriza spun, launching a beam of energy from his finger, Jiro floating to the side with relative ease. My body feels much lighter in space. Hopefully this improves my speed. He thought, watching Kooriza as he prepared to charge. Jiro braced himself, suddenly feeling a throbbing pain in the back of his head. He cursed as he was propelled down, rolling to see Kooriza standing with his arms folded. He's fast. Fast enough for me to be unable to see or sense him until after I've been hit. He thought, gritting his teeth. He considered using his Zanpakuto, but then realized that it would be useless. I'm in space. There's no oxygen in space for flames. He thought, watching Kooriza closely, bracing himself as he began to move. Jiro spun, just barely sensing Kooriza behind him, using his Ki to power an attack similar in nature to a Palms Rotation, knocking Kooriza back, Jiro capitalizing on the attack by following up with a Ki blade similar to a Chidori. Slicing Kooriza's chest, he teleported behind him, locking his fists together and swinging down.
Kooriza teleported away, Jiro cursing as she stood straight. Kooriza stood across from him, smile on his face. "I'm impressed. I'm going to find killing you very pleasing." he said, and Jiro laughed, bluffing as he thought. "Are you sure? I haven't even begun to try yet." he stated, knowing full well it was a lie. Kooriza growled, angered by the blow at his pride, charging forward in a much sloppier fashion, Jiro bracing himself to counter. Kooriza threw his fist, Jiro slapping it to the side, chopping Kooriza in the back of the neck, Kooriza reacting by wrapping his tail around Jiro's throat and tossing him downwards, Jiro cursing as Kooriza recovered faster than he did. Jiro barely floated away from another beam of energy, trying to find some way to overwhelm his foe.
Teleporting in front of Kooriza, Jiro slammed his left knee into Kooriza's gut, tossing him back. He rebounded, his right fist slamming into Jiro's jaw, Jiro grabbing his arm and slamming a Ki infused palm into Kuriza's elbow, breaking his arm and making it useless. He called out in pain, Jiro slamming his head into Kooriza's, the large orange gem like object on his head cracking as he tossed him downward. Kooriza recovered, his power spiking as he slammed his foot into Jiro's face, Jiro feeling his jaw crack as Kooriza's long toes wrapped around his head, Kooriza throwing him upward, Jiro recovering and launching an energy beam from his right palm, Kooriza avoiding the attack as he flew upwards, slamming his head into Jiro's jaw, Jiro grunting as he felt his jaw shatter, spitting blood out into space. He grabbed Kooriza, wrapping his interlocked hands around Kooriza's head, slamming his knees into Kooriza's stomach repetitively, Kooriza teleporting away after the ninth knee. Jiro cursed, his jaw broken bad to enough for him to be unable to close it, making him wonder how he was going to avoid breathing. He blinked.
Had he been breathing in space the whole time? Where does the oxygen come from? Instead of trying to figure out, Jiro teleported, appearing to Kooriza's left and slamming his leg into the white being's arm, launching him back. Using ninjatic wire he kept on him, Jiro scratched a hole in his jaw with his claw, doing the same for the other side of his face. He inserted the string into the hole, using his ki to push it through to the other side, Jiro tying the leftover wire behind hid head under his hair. He watched Kooriza snap his arm into place, sensing minor ki usage to create a substitute elbow. Jiro, jaw wired shut lamely, dashed forward, throwing a right jab at Kooriza, who caught the hand and brought his Right leg up, Jiro shoving his hand up and breaking his foe's hold on it, the attack setting the knee strike off, allowing Jiro to side step to his right, now facing Kooriza. He slammed his left fist into Kooriza's gut, and elbowed him, shattering his nose as Jiro rolled, coming from above with another elbow, this one from his left arm. The attack struck, and Kooriza called out in pain.
Grabbing Kooriza's slightly repaired arm, Jiro held tight, pressing down and twisting, the arm cracking and splitting. Twisting harder, he tore the arm off, swinging it and tossing blood in Kooriza's eyes. Jiro looked at the arm, the flesh jagged and torn, the broken bone sticking past the flesh. Jiro swung, slapping Kooriza with his own arm, chuckling as he did so. Wiping the blood from his eyes, the now crippled Kooriza rebounded, firing a huge volley of Ki blasts, Jiro cursing as the searing laser like blasts struck him, forcing him to teleport away. Kooriza began to laugh, lifting his good arm and powering up a huge ball of Ki. The ball took a red and black coloration, cackling electricity surrounding it. Jiro cursed. "I will have my Revenge!" Kooriza screamed, Jiro trying to think about what he could do. "You have nothing of this caliber! You failed! Revenge will be mine!" he screamed, and Jiro cursed as Kooriza moved back, preparing to throw the huge ball of energy.
What am I supposed to do? He wondered, thinking as hard as he could. I could try my Susano'o, but I must prove that I am a proud Saiyan. He thought, clenching his fists, hearing a crack. He looked down to his hand, where he still held Kooriza's severed arm. He blinked. My DNA! Since it's near identical to Kaguya's, this should work. He thought, lifting up Kooriza's arm. Tearing the wire from his mouth, something that made him grunt in pain, Jiro opened his mouth, sinking his teeth into the flesh on the arm, catching Kooriza off guard. Jiro chewed the flesh, which was cold and leathery, swallowing the tasteless meat before tossing the arm away. Jiro lifted his hand up, powering up an identical energy ball to Kooriza. Kooriza growled, throwing the ball of energy at Jiro, who threw his own. Jiro teleported when the balls of energy clashed in a huge flash, the force causing Jiro's re-materialization to be slower than it should be. Reappearing in Kooriza's face, Jiro grabbed Kooriza in a tight grip. Opening his mouth, Jiro slammed his teeth into the cracked gem like object on his head, shattering it.
Spitting out what seemed to literally be glass shards, Jiro drowned out the sounds of Kooriza's screams as he moved his hands to Kooriza's head, squeezing and feeling his skull crack under his hands. Jiro tossed him up, grabbing his near limp body by the ankles and turning. Jiro rolled in air, vaulting down to the ground at top speed. Kooriza's screams had been drowned out by the sound of Jiro's movement. Eventually, with Jiro protecting himself with an aura like field of Ki, the sheer speed caused Kooriza to heat up and begin loosing skin. Seeing the ground close by, Jiro laughed. "Looks like you failed!" he screamed, rolling so that Jiro would land on Kooriza. When they struck the ground, a behemoth shockwave rung out, all nearby rock formations destroyed instantly. Jiro grunted in pain as sharp rocks cut into his flesh as the force dug them deep into a huge crater. When they stopped, Jiro felt the cold, wet feeling of Kooriza's splattered body on his back. Heating his body up with Ki, he incinerated the shirt he wore, glancing to the mass of blood and organs Kooriza was. Jiro tilted his head. Well, he was hungry.
Hinata smiled, watching how her exhausted children continued to stand. "You can quit, you know." she said, and Ichiro shook his head, his Susano'o shuddering as he used more power. "Never!" he called. Mikito snarled, having no access to human speech in her current form. Itachi frowned, tossing off the hat he wore, angered by his failures. The trio looked between themselves. "You wanna?" Ichiro asked, the other two nodding. Ichiro laughed, nodding in return as the duo charged Hinata, who noticed the odd teamwork they had for this particular assault. She braced herself for anything, watching as Ichiro notched a trio of arrows. Mikito's paws slapped together, flaming Shuriken flying in Hinata's direction, Hinata responding with a small Palms Rotation. When she stopped spinning, she noticed that Itachi held a cannon, launching a large chakra projectile at her, Hinata bringing up a wall of chakra to block the attack, the trio of arrows having been launched. With Mikito and Itachi closing in and preparing projectiles to throw her way, this onslaught would eventually break through her defenses. She growled, activating her Byakugan.
Concentrating her chakra, Hinata swung her arms about, creating a barrier of sharp chakra threads, blocking the onslaught of projectiles as she cast the Twin Lion Crumbling Fists technique, the huge chakra draining lion headed constructs acting as a shield as well. Using a teleportation jutsu, she reappeared behind Ichiro, slamming her fists repetitively into his Susano'o, draining the energy from the technique. Ichiro spun, using his Susano'o's second weapon, a standard blade, to swing down at Hinata. Leaping over him, she slammed her fists into Itachi's head from the air, knocking him down, his energy drained. Landing, she slammed both her fists into Mikito's chest, draining her energy and sending her flying as she shifted back. Standing across from Ichiro, her oldest son, she smirked, an act that made Ichiro grit his teeth. She gestured for him to bring it on, hoping that she'd provoke him to do something stupid. Instead, he stood still, as if gathering chakra. She frowned, angered that most of her jutsu were short to mid range, whilst Ichiro picked up on Sasuke's pension for long range techniques.
Bambietta looked to the miniature Jiro, who stood with a smile on his face as he watched. "Shouldn't you stop this?" she asked, and he shrugged. "My brother has had a Susano'o active for nearly thirty minutes atop Okaa-sama draining more chakra via her Lion Fist. If my calculations on his chakra are correct, holding both Susano'o and the Mangekyou Sharingan active is something he can't do for more than forty minutes. Given that and the chakra my mother drained from him, I give him five minutes." he said, and Bambietta blinked. "That's if your Mother lasts five minutes." she said, and Jiro laughed. "You doubt her stamina after the power you gave her?" he quipped, and Bambietta growled at him, the miniature Uchiha smiling up at her.
"Long Range techniques are something you seem to enjoy using." Hinata said, taunting Ichiro. Ichiro narrowed his eyes, Hinata smiling as she realized she got under his skin. "I mean, how hard is it to beat a Taijutsu specialist when you have a Susano'o and access to Fire, Water and Lightning based long range techniques?" she said, and Ichiro blinked. "Are you saying I'm cheating?" he asked, and Hinata shrugged. "Am I?" Ichiro growled. "Regardless of what technique I use, I will win." he said, and Hinata smiled. There it was. Her major opening in his cold exterior. His pride. She inhaled, speaking the two words every prideful man hates. "Prove it." she said, and Ichiro clenched his fists, dispersing his Susano'o and deactivating his Mangekyou Sharingan and Activating his Byakugan. He charged his mother, not noticing her peculiar stance. Ichiro closing in, Sasuke leaned in when he heard chirping, a smile on his face.
Ichiro stopped, and only when his head was cleared and he stopped his charge did he realize how easily his mother played him. She whirled around while standing, slamming her two palms into his chest. She followed up with two more, followed by four more, followed by eight more, followed by sixteen more, followed by thirty two more. Ichiro thought it was over, but then his mother closed in. He closed his eyes, bracing himself for the pain. His mind went numb as the following sixty four strikes closed off his chakra network, rendering him unconscious. When Ichiro fell back, Hinata wiped her hands on her shirt, dusting off her pants and heading over to her husband.
Bambietta couldn't believe what she just saw. "What the fuck was that?" she asked, and Jiro laughed. "That was the Lightning Style: Eight Trigrams One Hundred Twenty Eight Chirping Palms." he said, and Bambietta gulped at the number One Hundred Twenty Eight. "Does it go higher?" she asked, and Jiro shrugged. "My mother can use a large quantity of her chakra to perform an Eight Trigrams Two Hundred Fifty Six Palms." he said, and Bambietta gaped. "What about you?" she asked, and Jiro shrugged. "In my current form? Likely only Sixty Four. If this was my true body with my full power? I performed an Eight Trigrams Five Hundred Twelve Palms." he said, and Bambietta blinked. "However," the mini Jiro began. "with the incredible power my body has gained, I can likely perform ten times that with relative ease." he said, and Bambietta just stared. He shrugged. "We saw H and I. Let's go check on the rest of your Sternritter." he said, and she nodded.
Walking about the castle, they soon ran into Giselle, the Quincy giggling as he looked at Jiro. Bambietta glanced to Jiro, who shook his head. "V is fine." he said, walking on. Bambietta watched him walk on, looking to Giselle. "Hopefully I named you right." she said, and Giselle giggled. "You did fine! My epithet fits…. I think." he said, Bambietta smiling and ruffling his hair before walking on. Catching up to Jiro, she looked down at him.
"Everything is so crazy with you." she said, and he laughed. "Of course it is. Just look at me. I'm a hybrid of the two most handsome, powerful and rich clans, my rival is the son of the Hokage, and for some strange reason, the Hokage, a man I idolized when I was younger, set out to ruin me by having my lovers killed. My plans for revenge led me to a werebear and a dark elf, and from them a demon. My team turns out to be a Were-Tiger, Were-Tigard and Dwarf. Not to mention the Soul Reapers, Arrancar and so on." he said, and she laughed. "I guess it's to be expected." she stated, and he sighed. "Speaking of Sable, I was surprised you made her a Sternritter." he said, and she shrugged herself. "I was trying to find a Sternritter for every letter as soon as possible in case of an attack. I was less inspired with names." she said, and he laughed.
"So tell me, what do you plan on doing with the remaining letters?" he asked, and she shrugged. "I guess I'll figure out how to give them out. I need inspiration." she said, and he chuckled. Looking ahead, Jiro noticed a small group of the Pokemon talking ahead. Bambietta shuddered. "That thing disturbs me." she said, and Jiro rose a brow. "Grausamkeit is not disturbing." he said, referencing the red Gyarados that floated nearby. Bambietta shook her head. "That is a huge ass shrimp." she said, and Jiro rolled his eyes, the slack jawed fish looking to her. "My Lady, why must you insult me so?" he asked sarcastically, making Bambietta blink. "At least he has a sense of humor." she said, making the fish chuckle. With Grausamkeit was Igrushka and Kantrai, the Banette and Scizor discussing the distribution of the title of Sternritter. Kantrai bowed to Jiro and Bambietta, Igrushka smiling broadly, her shiny mouth glistening.
Grausamkeit glanced back to Igrushka and Kantrai, then back to Bambietta. "My Lady, may I ask why you bestowed the title of Sternritter upon Vatnajokull and not anyone else?" he asked, and she shrugged."I have no clue myself. I looked at him and figured that he could do better I guess." she stated, and Kantrai frowned. "Making him the Sternritter with the letter E was a decision that most of the Einharjar disagree with." he said, and Igrushka laughed, her mouth unzipping. "Please. The fact that Vatnajokull got that title is proof that he was weaker than us." she said, and Jiro laughed. "Vatnajokull was gifted with the title because his fighting style is to stand still and use ranged attacks, normally short to mid range. The title of Sternritter gives him access to reliable long range techniques." he said, and Grausamkeit sighed. "Very well then. We shall bid you farewell." he said, bowing his head as him and the other Einharjar began to depart. Bambietta sighed, looking down to Jiro.
"No one seems pleased with my choices besides the people I picked." she stated, and Jiro shrugged. "Let them be displeased. It's not like you can change your mind without performing Auschwallen and killing them all." he said, laughing at the end. Bambietta hummed in agreement, seeing Meninas with Team Kreshta up ahead. Jiro waved, everyone smiling and waving in return as he closed in. Skeinu looked to Sable, then to Bambietta. "Thanks for making her a Sternritter Your Highness." he said, and Jiro chuckled. "Please, just call her My Lady or Mom." he said, and Skeinu nodded while chuckling. Dwalin laughed heartily, his arm around Meninas' waist. "I also appreciate your kindness Lady Bambietta." he said, knowing that Meninas was bestowed the title of 'The Sternritter' similar to Shaz Domino. Bambietta nodded, smiling. Luppi frowned, as if he was angered that he wasn't chosen. Jiro smiled, his eyes locked on him. "Something wrong?" he asked, and Luppi shrugged. Jiro looked to Wonderweiss, smile on his face. "That's what I thought." he said, the duo soon departing after a few words.
Jiro and Bambietta had finished making their rounds around the castle, eventually finding out that the general consensus was that Bambietta did a fine job choosing her Sternritter, and that everyone was just jealous they weren't picked. Sitting back on the throne, Bambietta looked down to the miniature Uchiha. He glanced up, sighing as he did. "I must depart. I have to check on Mogui and the others." he said, and Bambietta nodded, watching him hop down and walk out of the throne room. She exhaled, hearing a giggle from her side. Looking over, she saw Igrushka floating nearby, smile on her face. "What do you want Igrushka?" she asked, and the Banette laughed. "I found some cool stuff in the human world. Wanna see?" she asked, and Bambietta became unnerved at the possibility they were torture devices. She exhaled, shrugging. "Sure, why not?" she said in response, Igrushka giggling madly.
On his way outside, Jiro ran into Ggio, having not seen the Arrancar in a while. "Any idea why your wife is trying to make me look bad by powering up everyone else?" he asked, half sarcastically. Jiro laughed. "Perhaps she hopes that those that were not chosen would step up their game to keep up with the chosen." he said, and Ggio sighed. "I guess. I just find these Halflings and stuff so far beyond some of us." he said, and Jiro shrugged. "Perhaps they are. Tesla should be on your level. Along with Red Rufus. Find someone to train with. Maybe even Mogui. I've seen his training push people and Pokemon to the extent of their powers and then beyond." he said, Ggio humming in thought. Bidding Jiro farewell, the short, felid Arrancar departed, Jiro reaching the exit within a few minutes.
Embla sat in her room, frowning as she stared at the man standing in the corner of her room. She folded her arms, scowling. "Why are you here?" she asked, and Jiro smiled. "I am here to take you to train." he said, and she frowned, getting off her bed and standing in front of him, craning her neck up to look at him. "I am not fighting. So you can leave, because I'm not training for anything." she said, and Jiro smiled. "You are fighting." he said, making her blink in confusion. "You're fighting me about training." he said, and she clenched her fists. Jiro rose a brow. "Surely you aren't thinking about striking me?" he said, and she unclenched her fists, exhaling as she went and sat down and folded her arms. "I am not training, and I am not fighting. I will simply ignore you." she said, and Jiro sighed. Teleporting from her room, he appeared in Trunks' office, the Saiyan Prince talking to his father as Jiro intruded.
Jiro bowed in respect. "Forgive me Your Highness's, but I have a request." he said, Trunks nodding for him to continue. "I would like to take Embla to my home realm to train her. It would be much easier if people around her power level were there with her." he said, and the two looked to each other. Vegeta scowled, folding his arms. "If anything happens to her, I will have your head." he said, and Jiro nodded. Teleporting back to Embla's room, he smiled. "This is your last chance to willingly train with me." he said, and she frowned. "Or else what?" she said, and Jiro smiled, reaching forward and grabbing her arm, teleporting back to Las Noches. Landing in the surprisingly empty throne room, Jiro inhaled the atmosphere, smiling as he looked about. The mini Jiro walked into the room, raising a brow.
"Who's she?" the smaller Jiro said, the taller one laughing. "You should know that by know, since we share a conscience" he said, the smaller one laughing. "Should I go get Bambietta?" he asked, and Jiro shook his head. "Prepare the Training Room for us." he said, the smaller Jiro nodding and setting off. Embla looked after him in shock and awe. "What is that thing?" she asked, and Jiro laughed, letting her arm go. "A Homunculus. A magickal construct made from my genetic material." he said, and she shook her head in disbelief. He turned to her. "You are in Las Noches. This is my Castle, where I am King. You Must obey me." he said, and she frowned. "I am a Saiyan Princess. I don't have to listen to you." she said, and Jiro rolled his eyes. "It seems you hold pride for your Saiyan heritage only when it's convenient." he stated, and she frowned. Jiro began walking, Embla reluctantly following him.
As they walked through the halls, Embla noticed the large, gray golems lining the walls. "What are these things?" she asked, and Jiro glanced back to her lazily. "Golurk. Ground and Ghost type Pokemon that specialize in physical combat." he said, and she blinked. Reaching the training room shortly thereafter, Jiro was surprised to find the massive room nearly empty, save for his parents and siblings. They all turned to him, the sight making Jiro smile. "You all look well." he said, and they smiled. He looked to his younger brother. "I'm intrigued as to what the extent of your powers is." he said, and Itachi smiled broadly. Jiro turned to Embla. "Family, this is Embla Briefs. Saiyan Princess and all around pain in my ass." he said, and she looked to him, shocked at his assessment of her. Mikito looked her up and down, shaking her head. "Why did you bring her here? Surely you aren't marrying her?' she asked, and Jiro laughed.
"Of course not." he said, Itachi shrugging and ignoring her, Ichiro remaining stoic and silent. Sasuke smirked. "She's good looking at least." he said, and Hinata glared at him, the Uchiha Patriarch shrugging. Hinata looked to her. "She is good looking. Nothing else." she said, and Embla glared at her. Hinata smirked, and Jiro rose a brow. "What's wrong Princess? Upset at how weak you are?" Hinata taunted, Embla balling her fists and walking up to her. Almost nose to nose with Hinata, Jiro took a step back, which prompted everyone else to as well. "What's wrong?" Hinata began, smiling down at Embla's snarling face. "Pissed off because I told you how it is? You couldn't beat the broad side of a barn." she said, Embla inching closer. Hinata's smile faded quickly. "Little girl if you don't get out of my face I'm about to give you the most X Rated ass whoopin' you've ever had." she said, closing the distance between them and pressing her forehead, and chest, against Embla's.
Embla stepped back in fear, and Hinata folded her arms. "That's what I thought." she said, and Embla frowned. Jiro looked to Embla, sighing. "Are you ready to start training or are you going to keep bluffing?" he said, and Embla frowned, again. She looked to Hinata. "I'll fight, long as I get to fight her." she said, and Jiro shook his head." Very well. As long as my Mother agrees." he said, looking to Hinata, who nodded with glee. Jiro walked away as the duo moved to the center of the room, hoping her mother didn't kill the poor girl. If my Ki to Chakra slash Reiatsu conversion is correct, Embla is outclassed as fuck. He thought, watching Embla make the first move. According to Trunks, Embla's peak power level is eight hundred and fifty. He thought, Watching Hinata sidestep Embla's attack casually. My Mother's Chakra would likely peak at the same, with her reiatsu peaking at at least a few thousand. Meaning my mother's peak power level is likely around four thousand right now. He thought, sighing.
Embla cursed. She didn't understand. She was a Saiyan, so why was someone who wasn't a Saiyan defeating her with such ease? She charged forward, stopping short and changing positions. Hinata capitalized, slamming her palm into Embla's chest, causing her to fly back, hitting the ground and bouncing, grinding against a different patch of ground before stopping. She clenched her fists. She looked about, noticing Jiro's father walk over to him, the two men engaging in conversation. "Are you sure about having this girl fight Hinata?" Sasuke asked, Jiro shrugging. "She's never trained before. I have multiple techniques to accelerate the process, but that'd be cheating." he said. He looked to his mother. "Mom! Get outta there. Rufus and Hideyoshi are on their way." he said, Hinata frowning, looking to Embla and shaking her head. She stepped away, Jiro walking over to Embla. Embla grew angered, swinging her hand, cracking it against Jiro's arm. She pulled her hand back quickly, wincing in pain.
Jiro looked down to where she hit him. He made gestures equivalent to dusting himself off, looking to her and humming. "What do you guys think? Have her train with Rufus or Hideyoshi first?" he asked, the rest of the Uchiha shrugging. Itachi frowned. "Why not me?" he asked, and Jiro hummed. "Well, they do have to finish their sparring session, report to Mogui, then walk over here. I'm sure you'll have a few minutes to train." he said, inviting his brother to train with the Saiyan Princess. Itachi reached down, pulling his weapon pouches off his outfit, dropping them along with his sword. He looked to her, smiling politely as he spread his arms. Jiro rose a brow at his gesture, which almost seemed like a taunt.
"Ladies first." he said, and she growled, shooting forward at her top speed, which was, surprisingly, too fast for Itachi to see. Swinging her fist, she struck him in the face, the force sending him flying a small distance, Embla watching as he flipped in mid air. He charged forward, Embla sticking her arms up as he began throwing a barrage of punches. Embla cursed as he rained down punches on her defenses, wearing down her arms relatively quickly. She wanted him to back off, and cursed as she felt blood begin to run down one of her arms. She swung her arms out, breaking his offense, striking him once in the face and sending him immediately into the nearest wall. She cheered, happy that she got him. Jiro rose a brow. "Itachi, get up before I make you run the perimeter of the castle!" he shouted, Itachi rising from the debris angry. Jiro noticed a white aura around him, and frowned. "No Vollstandig, got it?" he asked, and Itachi nodded.
Itachi stood up straight. "Tell me, can you use some form of energy attack?" he asked, and Embla frowned, embarrassed to answer. Itachi sighed. He picked up a piece of stone from the broken wall she slammed him into, a white glow morphing the single stone into a stone axe. "I'm going to turn these stones into various weapons and throw them at you." Itachi stated plainly, and Embla gulped as he tossed the axe. She leaned to the side, realizing that his accuracy was spot on, looking from the flying axe to Itachi, who had some form of firearm in his hands. "Don't worry, it's not as dangerous. I made sure of that." he said, pulling the trigger and firing a stone bullet. Embla jumped into the air, floating to the right to avoid another stone. Pulling the trigger hard and holding it, stone bullets began to automatically fire from the weird gun, causing her to have to fly about at top speed to avoid the bullets. Itachi moved the gun, altering it's aim, shooting one single bullet that hit her in the shoulder, knocking her from the air as she clutched her arm in pain.
Red Rufus and Hideyoshi walked in at that moment, seeing a dirt and debris covered Itachi walking away from a girl who writhed in pain on the floor. Hideyoshi pinched his nose. "I can tell this will be fun." he said, watching her stand up slowly. Hinata snapped her fingers, the pain vanishing instantly from Embla's arm, causing her to glance to the older woman. She then looked to the newcomers, freezing in shock at their appearance. Hideyoshi, the shorter of the two, wasn't human. And, was he wearing a dress? She noticed him fold his green arms, a frown on his face. "Are you gonna fight us or are you gonna gawk at us?" he asked, and she frowned, looking behind him to Red Rufus. The man, or was he a man? Caught her off guard, his upper lip being a beak and his feet having four taloned toes, his yellow tinted hands balled at his sides. She clenched her fists, charging the duo recklessly, Hideyoshi bracing himself for the attack.
Red Rufus stepped in front of Hideyoshi, slamming his elbow into Embla's stomach, using his knuckles to hit her pressure points, Jiro raising a brow as he felt her power spike, watching Embla's fall to the ground limp. Red Rufus looked to his father. "Father, may I depart?" he asked, and Jiro tilted his head. "You seem like you're in a rush." he said, and he sighed. "I am running late for a date with Yekaterin. I opened various pressure points on her body. All she needs is rest and instructions on how to make use of the power spike." he said, Jiro shooing the Talonflame Halfling and Gardevoir off. Shaking his head of the sporadic events of today, he looked to Embla. He turned to his parents, smiling happily. "I hope you guys are happy. I'll be back for good soon." he said, walking over to Embla, who was standing slowly. She looked to Jiro, who stood with a blank look on his face. "You and I are going to have a long talk when we get back to your place." he said, and she groaned, stretching as Jiro teleported them back to Embla's room.
Arriving, Embla screamed in frustration, flopping down on her bed face first. She rolled over, looking at the ceiling, glancing to Jiro, who stood still in the same spot. "What Just happened?" she asked, and Jiro shrugged. "You toured a small portion of my castle, training sparsely with my mother who outmatched you physically, and my brother was simply using range to his advantage. You were then angered by your failures and proceeded to charge Hideyoshi and Red Rufus quite recklessly, the latter simply opening your pressure points, both releasing locked power and disabling you at the same time so he didn't stand up Yekaterin. Sound right?" Jiro asked, and Embla pulled her pillow over her face, screaming again. Jiro chuckled. "How did it feel?" he asked, and she blinked. "It actually felt good." she said, and Jiro smiled. "That's good. Starting in two hours we'll start training here." he said, and she looked at him, perplexed. "You want to train already?" she asked, and he smiled. "I know things you don't." he said, and she sighed, shaking her head as she stood.
Jiro smiled as he walked her outside. She sighed as she felt a cool breeze run over skin. "Why did you take me to your realm?" she asked, and he sighed. "I guess I shouldn't hide things from you." he said, walking up to her side, smiling as he looked up at the sky. "Your grandfather, the King, is going over your Father, and forcing you to train." he said, looking down to her. "They were, figuratively, going to throw you in the deep end and say sink or swim." he stated, and she blinked. "What does that mean?" she said, and Jiro chuckled. "Vegeta was going to throw you in the arena against Saibamen hordes, and force you to fight or die." he said, and she froze in shock. "H-He was gonna make me do that?" she asked, perplexed. Jiro nodded. "Yes, and your father asked me to make sure you won that battle." he said, and Embla realized exactly how screwed she was.
"How strong would I need to be to win?" she asked, and Jiro hummed. "With the strongest Saibamen Vegeta will be using having a four thousand power level, and the fact that you are likely fighting multiples of them? I'd say likely six thousand or higher." he said, and she blinked. Jiro sighed. "Right now, after having energy released by Rufus, your power level seems to be one thousand." he said, and she cursed at how far she had to go. "Where do we start?" she asked, and he hummed. "Ki usage. You avoided Itachi when he asked if you could use Ki." he said, and she looked away, embarrassed. Jiro grabbed her chin softly, turning her head to face him. "You'll do just fine. Start by Meditating whilst I go and get us something to eat." he said, and she sighed, dropping down to a cross legged position as Jiro turned away, a smile on his face. Using his Ki to fuel his eyes, he cast a small Susano'o based barrier around Embla, so she could meditate in peace.
Bambietta walked through the halls of the castle, upset that her husband had visited without talking to her or even acknowledging her. Storming into the training room, she saw The rest of the Uchiha, along with most of the Einharjar, scattered about the room relaxing. She clenched her fist, and before she could say anything, Mogui stood from where he sat on the floor and smiled. "Relax Mother." he said, and she frowned. Hinata, who sat leaning against her husband, chuckled. "He showed up with another woman. I doubt that you'd enjoy that." she said, and Bambietta blinked. "You're lying." she said, Sasuke shaking his head. Bambietta growled, leaving the room angrily, Mogui glancing to Hinata. "What do you think she's gonna do?" Hinata asked, Sasuke shrugging, Mogui sighing. "She's likely going to a wide open area to release her frustrations." he stated, making the older Uchiha laugh.
Trunks and Vegeta stood in the former's office, discussing Embla's future. "You know Trunks, you should begin looking for a suitor for Embla." Vegeta stated, and the purple haired Saiyan sighed, looking out the large window in his office. "It's not that simple. She's the princess of the Saiyan race, what suitor is there for her?" he asked, and Vegeta shrugged. "A powerful warrior that will take care of her. One who you know would be proud of the opportunity to be with her." he said, and Trunks sighed. "And what Saiyans are there like that?" he asked, and Vegeta folded his arms, snickering as he glanced to the wall. "I have no idea. It's your job to find her a suitor." he said, and Trunks sighed, sitting down at his desk and rubbing his temples. "With your insane plan to throw her to the Saibamen, she may not need a suitor." he said, and Vegeta scoffed.
"That'll only happen if that Jiro kid fails." he said, and Trunks hummed. "Should we check up on them?" he asked, and Vegeta laughed. "Don't be ridiculous. You're just being paranoid." he said, and Trunks glanced over his shoulder out the window. "I sure hope so." he stated, closing his eyes and thinking.
Returning shortly after, Jiro chuckled as he sat down, disabling the barrier he set around her. When she opened her eyes, they were a lighter shade, and held a green tint to them, promising signs of the future. He handed her one of the bags he got, Embla taking the bag from his hand, peeling the plastic off, looking intently at the sandwich before her. It was a standard deli sandwich, but she wondered if he did anything to it. She looked to him, and he instantly understood the meaning behind the look. "No, I didn't spike your sandwich." he said, rolling his eyes. Embla breathed a sigh of relief, taking her first bite of the sandwich, enjoying the flavor of the bread and meat. Jiro chuckled, having eaten his food already. "What would you do if I lied?" he said, and she froze mid bite, looking to Jiro, then to the sandwich in horror. Jiro pat her on the back. "I'm kidding. You'd have tasted a difference if I laced it with my blood liked I planned on." he said, and she frowned in confusion.
"Your blood?" She asked, and he nodded. "Yes. My blood has given everyone who's ingested or been infused with it a surprising power spike." he said, and she tilted her head. "Why is that?" she asked, and he shrugged. "I have no idea. My genetic makeup, being the direct descendant of two individuals who've received power from the Ootsutsuki brothers, and are of their bloodlines, my DNA is likely identical to Kaguya's, meaning that my DNA is able to adapt to anything. Though I'm surprised at my knowledge and adaptability. It seems unnatural." he said, narrowing his eyes in thought. Embla sighed. "So you were gonna spike my sandwich with your blood to make me stronger?" she asked, and Jiro shrugged. "Not sure if it would work since you're a Saiyan." he began, looking up to the sky. "My natural born powers, my genjutsu and ninjutsu and access to chakra, all vanished when I entered this realm, and using them with Ki is difficult because of how different Ki is. It's on a godlike level compared to Chakra." he said, sighing.
"To be honest, if it even can alter a Saiyan's genetics, I assume it'd just increase your long range attacks." he said, and she blinked. "Should we start training now?" she asked, and Jiro laughed, smiling. He nodded as they stood, stretching. "I'll take ten steps back and we'll begin." he said, giving Embla space to practice her Ki usage. "First, clear your mind and take a deep breath, then feel the power, and try to build it up." he said, watching her take a huge breath, exhaling slowly as Jiro felt the air shift in the area. Jiro nodded, folding his arms as he felt her power slowly increase. "Keep going. I want you to build up your Ki until you have a visible aura." he said, and she growled with her eyes closed, her power rising faster. Jiro saw her hair begin to move, and pebbles start to fly up and crack as she grew stronger. Jiro waited for her aura to appear, but it seemed as if it wouldn't. He tilted his head.
"What's wrong? Reached your limit already?' he half asked, half taunted. She growled, opening her eyes and glaring at him as bright purple energy formed around her, a thin, but tangible, aura formed. He smiled. "Looks like you need to be pushed a bit harder than expected." he said, and she held the aura, waiting for Jiro's next order. "Now point your hands at me and blast me. Make all of that buildup travel out of your hands." he said, and she lifted her hands, pressing the bottoms together as she turned her hands sideways. Jiro watched as a purple flash appeared between her palms, the flash vanishing and reappearing several times before forming into a tangible, expanding ball. Jiro nodded. "That's good. Now let it go." he said, and she groaned at the control needed for the attack. She broke her concentration, screaming and throwing her body forward, launching a large purple energy beam at Jiro, who smiled at her progress.
Jiro put one hand up, blocking the energy blast and throwing it up into the air where it dissipated. Embla had fallen to the ground, rolling to her back and panting. She saw Jiro loom over her, nodding silently in approval. She smiled, extending her hand out to him. He grabbed it, pulling her to her feet slowly. "That's good. Do that a few dozen more times, and you'll be set for life." he said, and she blinked, and Jiro chuckled. "I'm kidding. Vegeta won't be satisfied until you reach Super Saiyan." he stated, laughing afterwords, leaving Embla shocked and stunned. She shook her head, glancing to the sun as it made a slow descent in the sky. "We're done for the day. Go relax. We pick things up first thing tomorrow morning." he said, and she sighed, walking back into Capsule Corp. HQ. Jiro stood outside, watching her walk back in with a smile on his face, chuckling after she disappeared from view.
Jiro teleported, landing back in the throne room to talk to Bambietta personally, instead of using the Homunculus. Bambietta blinked in surprise when he appeared, a smile spreading across her face when she saw him. She leaped from the throne, Jiro catching her and smiling. Setting her down, she held her hand out for him to grab, the couple walking through the castle hand in hand. "What brought you here?" she asked, and he laughed, a smile on his face. "I wanted to speak to you personally about various things." he said, and she smiled. "Like what?" she asked, and he shrugged. "That I've missed you. Updates on Naruto's position and plans and so on." he said, and she made a confused face, as if something bothered her. "Naruto's been silent recently. No attacks, nothing. Gaara says he's not even in the Leaf right now." she said, and Jiro hummed. "I find that odd." he stated, smiling as he nodded to Fonias, the Pinsir clacking his horns together in greeting. "It is." Bambietta said. Jiro looked to her.
"Making my mother a Sternritter was something I never thanked you personally for." he said, and she smiled. Jiro nodded to Mogui as he passed the Charizard Halfling. Bambietta then frowned, as if remembering something. "Your mom said you came here with another woman? What's up with that?" she asked, and Jiro laughed. "Surely you're not jealous?" he asked, smiling. "She was an assignment. Prince Trunks asked me to force her to train so that she can eventually prove herself to her grandfather, King Vegeta. That is all." he said, and she breathed a sigh of relief. "Alright. I was just worried for a second." she said, and Jiro laughed. "I don't see why. She wasn't competition to you. Even if she is my second wife, she still isn't you." he said, and Bambietta smiled. Jiro looked to her. "And what's this I hear about you not having a full group of Sternritter?" he asked, and she shrugged. "Too many decisions, not enough enthusiasm." she said, Jiro chuckling. "At least you have B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I, M, O, Q, R, S, and more I can't remember." he said, and she nodded. "Yeah, I'm almost done at least." she said.
Jiro noticed Nianzol, the twin tongued Sternritter walking around with his eyes half lidded as always. Jiro nodded to him. He glanced to Bambietta. "I should be going. I have to report to Prince Trunks before nightfall." he said, kissing her forehead before vanishing, leaving her to talk to the heavy lisped, two tongued Quincy by herself. Upon arriving in Saiyan City, it was near dusk, Jiro sighing as he made the decision to walk to Trunks' office instead of flying or teleporting. His mind raced with various thoughts as he walked through the streets of the large, crowded city. With low activity, it made a late walk through the city a nice treat, Jiro able to appreciate the modern scenery. Unfortunately, that was cut short when he bumped into someone, his eyes darting to the other person's outfit, which was a standard set of Saiyan Armor, the model dubbed the "Majin", for when it was invented. Jiro glanced up, taking another look at who he bumped into. He froze, his body filling up with power and adrenaline as he growled. His fangs extended as he clenched his fists. His power rising to levels high enough to make all other Saiyans in the area run in fear, Jiro faced down his foe with frightening determination.
"What are you doing here?" he asked, receiving no response. Jiro snarled, his hands starting to turn white as he faced his foe down. "I guess we'll finally get to see whose stronger," he began crouching down, preparing to pounce like a cat on a mouse. "won't we, Naruto?" he said, his nemesis clenching his own fists in anger.
Done. Hope you enjoy, and thank you for all the Love and Support during my hiatus. Hope you guys are looking forward to everything I have to offer, cuz I still have A LOT to offer lol. As always, read my bio, it's the best way to figure out how to find me elsewhere and to even get hype for what I'm writing next. Thanks for Everything, Jiro "The Father Of Halflings" Uchiha, OTF. INC