Body Snatching Mishap, Chapter 1
About half a week has passed since Zamasu ended up in the body of the wrong Goku, and slightly less since he has begun his meditation and image training. With the image training alone, Zamasu has shown fairly notable leaps and bounds towards his full strength, however minor they might have been in the grand scheme of things. From the looks of how things are going, he'll need to make far more leaps and bounds in order to get to this body's full strength.
Of course, the excess time required in order to 'regain' his power is definitely beginning to get to him. It's taken conscious effort not to lash out at the North Kai in his frustrations, having multiple close calls wherein he even got so far as to almost summon forth a ki blade; his only saving grace is that with the dissonance between body and mind, he wasn't able to do so. This has made one of his prime goals - aside from gaining control of this body's power - to get a better handle on his temper.
With image training taking up a majority of the time that he doesn't spend sleeping or eating at this point, it doesn't give him any real leftover time to put into his anger management, however… Speaking of image training.
Zamasu frantically blocks blow after blow, an Image Goku relentlessly assaulting him with punches and kicks. Of course, this Goku is limited to be about on par with Zamasu's current level of power in Goku's body, however even with what should be an even fight he's still losing horribly. Without a good feel for the rhythms and motions of this body, he's fighting against both Goku and himself, as his movements find themselves far stiffer and harder to follow through with.
Goku swings his foot out and sweeps Zamasu's legs from beneath him. Time almost appears to slow down, with Goku lunging to land a powerful punch square in the off-guard Zamasu's gut - a finishing blow, for sure. Adrenaline floods every corner of Zamasu's body, though, and he finds the power within himself to twist his body in mid-air, dodging the punch just barely. He slams his palm against the ground, swinging his leg and kneeing Goku in the side.
Goku is sent flying back, moving to recover into a crouch. The copy of Goku holds his side, chuckling weakly as if to show that he's impressed.
'What was that? It's almost like my body moved on its own…' Zamasu takes a deep breath, before rushing forward. The adrenaline has almost taken over his ability to move, as he finds his body moving fluidly in ways that he doesn't fully recognize, and yet feel so familiar to him. Within seconds he's before Goku, his own fist clashing with the image's before they're locked in a frantic flurry of punches and kicks, clashing and coming out equal on both sides.
Eventually, one of Goku's hits get through as the initial burst of adrenaline fades, but Zamasu counters with a blow of his own. The two find themselves each with a fist slammed into their cheek, and they're both sent flying back in opposite directions. Zamasu grips the ground, creating small trenches as he slows to a halt. Goku's opted for skidding to a halt on his feet, and they both launch forward.
Zamasu comes in headfirst, and Goku comes in with his leg reared back. Goku swings his leg forward to kick Zamasu in the chest, and Zamasu throws is fist forward in a haymaker aimed for Goku's face. His eyes bug out and he coughs up spittle and watches through blurred vision as his fist falls just short of Goku.
With a resounding boom, he crashes into the ground after being sent back tens of meters, simply lying there for the moment as he tries to catch his breath. The excess burst of adrenaline has left him, but he isn't done yet!
He can sense Goku coming for him, and he can feel the subtle vibrations in the ground. His body urges for him to get up. To fight! With a yell, he throws himself to his feet, instantly throwing a flurry of punches and kicks the moment Goku is in range. A renewed sense of vigor has filled Zamasu, yet he can't identify where it's from.
With a powerful shout, he buries his fist in Goku's gut, kicking him away and rushing forward to capitalize on his actions. Goku blocks the punch that follows, parrying the one after that and littering Zamasu's chest with rapid jabs.
Zamasu takes every hit with a small noise of pain, but he's able to duck under the heavier blow that Goku had prepared. On pure instinct, he lunges forward and headbutts Goku in the chest, tackling him to the ground and leaping up above him. He unleashes a powerful barrage of energy blasts down upon Goku, kicking up dust and dirt as he does so.
Goku launches from within the smoke, his hands cupped at his side with a blindingly bright ball of blue energy contained between them. Zamasu's eyes grow wide, as Goku chants the syllables to his attack.
"Kamehame… HA!" The blast envelops Zamasu, and just as he thinks he's going to die-
-BSM-
Zamasu lets out a pained gasp, sitting cross-legged on King Kai's planet. Sweat drips down his body, and his breathing is surprisingly ragged for having just come out of image training, as opposed to any full-body training outside of the mind. Looking down at his hands, he observes a slow tremoring, before his attention is caught by the sound of King Kai clearing his throat.
"What's so funny?" Zamasu's eyes met a large grin on King Kai's face, and the ex-apprentice Kaioshin's mind equated it to amusement. King Kai, however, shakes his head in response.
"Nothing, aside from the faces you make while you're in image training. I swear that you look constipated half of the time." King Kai snorts, once more shaking his head a little in order to regain his composure. "However, you seemed to unlock a bit more of your energy during that fight. It rose out of nowhere, on the tail end of this image training session. It wasn't a large boost, but believe me when I say that it was bigger than the boosts you've had so far."
King Kai gives Zamasu a moment to let that sink in, cleaning off his glasses a little before continuing. "As I said, this will, without a doubt, be a long and difficult road to getting you full control of the power in this body. When the end of this week comes, I think that it will be for the best to go straight into teaching you the Kaio-Ken technique; who know, you might be able to use it to completely overcome the difference in power you'd otherwise have."
"...I see." Zamasu nods, glancing back down at his hands with a neutral expression. "Well then, perhaps I should simply rest for ten minutes then get back to image training. I imagine that I'll want to have as much power as I can by the time I reach the end of the week." He pushes to his feet, legs feeling like they could give out underneath him. It seems as if he's pushed this body to its limits for the moment, especially with his recent frequency of image training.
"I would advise strongly against it." King Kai responds. "You're not dead, but instead in a living body; if you were dead, you would be capable of pushing yourself far further, but because you're in a living body you have to remember to rest. Too much training will - instead of making you grow stronger like you desire - weaken or even cripple you." Aside from the actual act of training, King Kai had taken notice that Zamasu is a very neutral person.
'Perhaps he simply intends to fulfil the responsibilities he's been forced into with this body, then go on his own. I wouldn't blame him… Nobody wants to feel forced to live out a life that isn't theirs. Though, he brought this on himself with such a foolish wish.' King Kai furrows his brows, observing as Zamasu makes his way towards the small house on the equally small planet, no doubt intending to lie down and rest after such a heavy session of image training.
'Maybe I'll be able to find out in due time…' Maybe being the key word. It's not as if King Kai can just force Zamasu to talk. After all, torture was not in King Kai's repertoire of knowledge, and even if it was he likely would never even consider it.
-BSM-
It's now the end of the week, and Zamasu is to shift from meditation and image training to physical training and being taught the Kaio-Ken technique, come the next morning. For now though, he's going at Goku in another bout of image training, and fortunately for him it's going marginally better than the fight that he had earlier on in the week.
He blocks a short series of punches from Goku, dodging a kick and slipping a couple hits in on Goku's side. The image Goku is staggered, allowing for Zamasu to go in for a stronger blow. He rears his fist back, throwing it forwards and launching Goku with a direct blow to the cheek, but Goku quickly recovers, flipping in the air and managing to land on his hands and the tips of his boots.
Zamasu chuckles, smirking and moving forward to continue the fight, the Goku image doing the same. 'This is fantastic! I didn't expect my progress to be this great within the first week, and beyond that I didn't expect to feel this comfortable with the mortal's fighting style!' He takes a punch to the gut, but sweeps Goku's feet out from under him.
'It's far more refined than I had thought at first glance!' He attempts to drop a sledgehammer blow, but he hits through an afterimage, the real image Goku above him with his hands cupped at his sides. "Kamehameha!" The Kamehameha wave is unleashed, but Zamasu is prepared.
He moves his hand in a slicing motion, a low hum produced as a rose-colored ki blast bursts forth around his arm. He slices the Kamehameha in half, pleased to know that he's becoming more adept with his ki blade. It's a rather simple move, but with his clumsy ki control earlier in the week it hadn't been possible - no doubt it'll still be harder to do when he fights with his body for real.
Zamasu leaps up between the halves of the Kamehameha, his ki blade disappearing while he throws a disabling punch to Goku's solar plexus, rotating his body and slamming both heels into Goku's back. The Saiyajin crashes towards the ground, and Zamasu fires a rather generic-looking energy wave down at him. A yell of pain is followed by dust and smoke, and Zamasu - learning his lesson form one of his prior image training sessions - drops to the ground and waits a small distance from the smoke.
From within the smoke, a bloodies Goku rushes forth, appearing more aggressive and perhaps more powerful. Zamasu's caught off-guard, and finds himself locked in a heavy-hitting combination of punches and kicks. Goku releases a low shout, shoving his palm into Zamasu's own solar plexus. Instead of flying back, he buries his heels in the ground, gripping Goku's arm and slamming the elbow of his free arm down onto Goku's. With a crack, Goku falls to the ground, and is kicked away by Zamasu.
'Pathetic.' Zamasu slowly walks towards Goku, ready to finish things off… but, try as he might, he finds himself unable to place a killing blow. With a low growl of frustration, he ends the image training session.
Sitting cross-legged on the grass, he looks around for King Kai. King Kai appears to be nowhere in sight, but extending his senses reveals to Zamasu that the Kai he's looking for is simply inside of the small shack. From the smells he's smelling, it's likely that lunch is being made. A small smile actually forms, as he pushes to his feet with a grunt - for some reason he still feels fairly weighted down in the gravity, even if he should be used to it by now - and makes his way towards the house to confirm his suspicions.
Indeed, King Kai is making quite the feast of rice and pork, as well as what appears to be some kind of bean tacos. A bit different from the usual rice and pork lunches, but not an altogether unpleasant surprise. 'Training here hasn't been too bad so far…' Though his gaze is neutral and somewhat calculative, an unintentional smile makes its way onto his face - unbeknownst to him it wasn't the first, and it will be far from the last.
"Oh, how was the image training?" King Kai asks while he cooks, seeming rather preoccupied. "I felt your power wavering a little bit out there; it got a bit drained towards the end. I imagine today was a fairly hefty training session against the image of Goku?"
"Yeah, it got a little bit heated by the end. Both of us ended up pretty beaten up, but I actually managed to win this time. Granted, it took some breaking of bones, but I'm getting there. Pretty odd, though, that he suddenly increased in power during the fight." Zamasu notices a slight hesitation when he mentions breaking of bones, and rightfully so since the action itself is just a bit cringe-worth.
"I see; try not to break bones in your image training. It'll teach you for when you come across a real opponent. If you fight to cripple in your core fighting style then there's no honor, and though it will become useful to be as ruthless as you can against the upcoming Saiyajin threat, you don't want that ruthlessness to translate into everyday actions such as sparring matches."
King Kai finishes preparing the meal, and turns to face Zamasu. "Anyways. We'll work on that in the months to come - it will be helpful for your training if you not only practice use of the Kaioken, but spar with me in the meantime. So make sure you get your fill of sleep tonight, because you're definitely going to need it!" With that, King Kai and Zamasu sit down to eat in relative silence.
-BSM-
Zamasu jogs around the entirety of King Kai's planet, constantly being chased by the bright red car King Kai is so proud of. Tough it had been a few weeks since he switched from mental training to physical training - though he still finds time to squeeze in a short image training round or two - it feels as if nothing has changed! His reaction time is faster, and he's been able to integrate the style he uses in image training as his own style to varying degrees of success, but he still feels weighed down.
'This damned weighted gear is really getting on my nerves. That Kai told me that I'd "barely even acknowledge their existence soon enough", but it's been weeks and I still feel them weighing down on me like my entire outfit is made of katchin!' Indeed, his weighted gear is the culprit, however it's for a reason that Zamasu himself is actually unaware of.
You see, every night, when Zamasu finally conks out, King Kai uses the same magic he used to repair Zamasu's clothes in order to subtly increase the weights. Always just enough to keep him substantially weighed down, but never enough to rouse suspicion. At worst, King Kai decided, it would urge Zamasu to train harder and surpass the limits that he's seeing before him. He wasn't wrong with the strategy, but it's beginning to fester and become a boiling anger.
'Damnit..!'Zamasu's legs shake as he struggles to keep his pace, having counted about ninety-eight laps so far. Sweat drips down every inch of his form, his gi clinging in various places while his spiky hair has even matted down somewhat, a feat hard to achieve with Saiyajin hair. His vision has even begun to pulse, burring in and out of focus as he passes the ninety-ninth mark lap mark. With a yell of frustration, he slams his foot into the ground, cracking the tiles and alarming King Kai as he launches himself forward. Again, and again, and again! With a few more short bursts of power, Zamasu tumbles to a stop, having made his 100th lap around King Kai's planet… just barely.
'Amazing. Just when you think he's outta gas, he surprises you and goes above and beyond while running on nothing more than fumes…' King Kai parks his car, approaching Zamasu. The body snatcher lies on the ground, trying to will himself to move but failing.
"C-come on…" Zamasu growls out, pushing his hands harder against the ground, veins pulsing in his forearms. "Come on!" When his efforts prove fruitless, he gives in, panting whilst he simply lies there on his stomach. A shadow obscures the light behind him, though, and King Kai is standing in front of him a moment later, hand outstretched.
"That ending was pretty impressive. I didn't expect you to have that kind of speed or power left in you; you seemed like you were on empty for the last few laps, y'know." King Kai grabs Zamasu's hand - now weakly outstretched - and assists the pseudo-Saiyajin to his feet… which, of course, he can barely stand on without wobbling and swaying.
"I… don't know… how I did that either…" Zamasu sluggishly pulls his arm up, wiping sweat from his brow. 'Is this what makes the body of Son Goku so special? Its ability to be pushed above and beyond the limits it was intended to reach?' Zamasu thinks back to a specific fight he had managed to observe through old recordings.
-BSM-
"I… I've gotta risk it!" Goku's muscles tense in resistance, his body occasionally shocked by a small flash of red electricity. A red aura bursts forth, and he grunts. "A t-three times Kaio-Ken…" He thrusts his hands out in front of him in a jerky motion. "Gh- Kamehameha!" His hands go to his side as he speaks; with no time to waste, he quickly begins to chant the syllables to his technique.
"Ka… me…. Ha…!"
"It's hopeless! There's no way you can stop my Galick Gun!" Vegeta taunts from high in the sky, building up power for his signature attack.
"Me…!"
"Prepare to join this filthy orb in oblivion! Galick-Gun, FIRE!"
"HAAA!"
The two beams extend from the fighters' hands, clashing in the sky with a powerful thunderclap. Neither wants to give, but Goku is on the losing end. With his body already pushed to his limit, he utters the four words that would change history.
"K-Kaio-Ken… times four!"
-BSM-
In that state that Goku had been in, it was insanely stupid and risky to go so heavy with the Kaio-Ken. Zamasu especially knows this with all of the pre-emptive explanations that King Kai has given, especially stressing to never take the technique beyond the second stage, or the third if things are truly dire. For Goku to take it to the fourth level is crazy!
But it only proves something… whether it's the being in the body, or the body itself, the pure desire to surpass his own limits contributes greatly to why Goku ended up as strong as he did… such a philosophy would almost be… respectable, if it weren't for Goku being a filthy mortal.
Zamasu chuckles weakly, his eyes rolling back as he falls. King Kai catches the unconscious fighter, grumbling a little as he carefully lugs the sweaty heap of flesh and bone into his home to rest. 'What am I going to do with this guy; the way he trains is bordering suicidal… but I guess I'm partially at fault for that with my weighted clothing shenanigans…'
King Kai holds out a hand, wafting away the sweat dirt that's accumulated on Zamasu, his gi weighing him down ever so slightly more as the weight is increased.
'I'll begin to train him in the art of the Kaio-Ken by the week's end. He's ready; I'll just have to be sure that he doesn't push himself too far. It would be much smarter to save the earthings' dragon balls for the case of losing fighters in the battle as opposed to their front-runner accidentally tearing his body apart and turning it to pure energy while training.'
-BSM-
Zamasu releases a roaring yell, red electricity arcing around his body as he pushes into the first stage of the Kaioken. His body feels as if it's on fire, and it looks like it too as his aura comes to life around him, flaring out and releasing a startling amount of heat.
"Yes, just like that!" King Kai grins with pride, watching as his pupil activates the Kaio-Ken technique successfully for the first time. He had come close in the month of training they've done thus far, but for the most part they've relied heavily on strengthening his form to handle the strain that the Kaio-Ken puts the uder under. In that department, they've clearly succeeded.
'My body feels like it's being torn apart and cooked from the inside!' Zamasu's right eye twitches, small bits and pieces of his gi burning away as he begins to lose his control on the power-heavy state. With a pained cry, he drops from the Kaio-Ken, arms hanging limp at his sides while he slouches forward. "Hah... that was intense… more than anything I've experienced in my life, even this training!" He coughs a little, having certainly stressed his body by maintaining it for more than a few seconds.
"Be very careful, Zamasu - you may have the ability to summon the strength, but the longer you hold it the more of a toll it takes on your body. You'll have to adjust to the Kaio-Ken in very small bursts, and build up your body's tolerance for sudden rises in power. Doing so will allow you to utilize the technique more efficiency and maintain the first and second levels for longer." Talking about the second level when Zamasu can barely handle the first… That's an interestingly confident point of view.
'He's right… but at the same time, I can't forget what I saw while reviewing those tapes… Son Goku increased his power by forcing himself to surpass his limits. I'll have to train myself above and beyond the second stage of the Kaio-Ken to improve my strength in a similar manner. To do so I can't spend time babying my body and doing only bursts of a second.'
As for the tapes he's referring to… Prior to making his wish with the Super Dragon Balls, Zamasu had threatened Zuno into telling him a surefire way to gather information on Goku and his fighting style. He was directed to the destroyed remains of a laboratory on earth, which was agonizingly painful for him to reach. To be on earth, so close to the likes of Goku and yet unable to use any more than a tiny fraction of his ki, it was truly frustrating.
With careful actions as to not alert anyone to his presence, he soon had arrived at the crumbled remains of a mountainside lab. Within was mostly debris, however a small blast-proof container of small data drives had survived, and mounted on top was a working monitor. WIth that, he was able to watch Goku's fights from childhood, all the way up to the likes of Cell and even - for a short time - Buu. To see that 'Vegetto' being was truly disgusting. For mortals to utilize the power of a god in such a manner had angered him.
"Understood." Still, it doesn't hurt to play a role, telling a little white lie to soothe the worries of King Kai. After all, if King Kai feels that Zamasu is a risk to himself, then he may not provide the same level of guidance that he has thus far. Zamasu takes slow, deep breaths, attempting to restore the calm flow to his ki which his useage of the Kaio-Ken technique had interrupted.
As soon as this calmness is restored, Zamasu attempts to tap into the power of the Kaio-Ken state once more. He releases a fierce cry as his muscles tighten and then bulge, and the rush of power returns. He jumps up into the air, throwing a quick flurry of punches and kicks; he drops to the ground, leaping and throwing himself around the planet.
In the following moment, his muscles tense, and he takes that as the signal to end his quick usage of the Kaio-Ken, digging his heels into the grass and managing to stop his momentum with relative ease… though he certainly tears up some grass in the process.
'This is going to be a long few months of training at this rate.' Zamasu's body twitches in mild resistance, though he's still quite able to move. "I assume we'll continue with the durability training, and incorporate the Kaio-Ken into it. I feel that you may want to increase my weights, so that use of the Kaio-Ken will be more of a necessity." King Kai feels some sweat drip down his forehead at the mention of the weights, but shakes it off and nods.
"I admire your tenacity." His antennas stiffen, and Zamasu finds the weight he's under suddenly amplify, forcing him to his knees. "I'll increase the weight when you're used to this level. By the time you're done with this training, the power you had when you initially 'arrived' will be nothing!" With that, King Kai is able to see a genuine grin on Zamasu's face.
-BSM-
It has been a couple of months since the start of his training with Kaio-Ken, and with that Zamasu has shown impressive promise and progress. Even so, it felt like he wasn't making much progress at all, thanks to the sneaky ways of King Kai. Unbeknownst to either of them, though, a fortunate side effect of Zamasu being a living being as opposed to dead had begun to come into play.
You see, Goku was incapable of getting Zenkais during his training because he was dead. It's impossible to get near-death if one is already dead. Fortunately for Zamasu, he isn't dead, meaning that he's actually reaping in the benefits of the occasional Zenkai. Whether or not it will be enough to make up for the power held back due to the mind-body-spirit dissonance or not is up in the air, but if it is enough, will it perhaps surpass the strength Goku had?
Either way, Zamasu is running around the planet, sweating bullets as he tries to maintain the first stage of the Kaio-Ken. '15…' He counts the seconds that he's been in the form,. Leaping into the air and throwing a flurry of punches and kicks. '16…' He twists his body, firing a powerful energy blast that would curve around the planet. '17…' He spins around, one foot barely touching the ground, before he thrusts out his hands. His forward momentum ceases as he catches his own blast, grunting out as it burns his hands a little.
'18…!' His muscles begin to twitch and seize up, but he persists. He tosses the blast into the sky, leaping up into the air after it. His hand goes out to his side, veins bulging on his arm. '19…!' His arm undergoes a violent spasm as a ki blade forms around it, and he manages to slice clean through his blast before having to drop from the amplified state of the Kaio-Ken. '20!'
"Gah-!" He grabs at his arm, slowly lowering himself to the ground as various parts of his body twitch ever so slightly. It wasn't a smart move on his part to push himself so hard… but if he can manage twenty seconds in the first level of Kaio-Ken, it bodes well for what he can do in the second change. His thought process is that he needs to be able to handle each stage exponentially better. So he might be able to handle ten seconds in Stage 2, five seconds in Stage 3, and so on.
In this universe, the Kaio-Ken is effectively half the power of the one Zamasu saw Goku use. He learned this when the first level didn't double his power like he expected it to - he'll be able to confirm it as he trains with the higher stages, but he makes a mental note to keep from expecting everything to be the same, both with techniques and transformations, as well as the progression of events such as the attack of the Saiyajins.
"Wonderful work, Zamasu!" King Kai applauds, clapping. He had seen the whole display, and it was certainly a sight to behold. "Your previous best was around sixteen or seventeen seconds. Good improvement, but you have to remember how fragile your body is in comparison to the havoc the Kaio-Ken can wreak upon it - I never thought that I'd say this, but if you're going for durability I would try working on the higher levels in short bursts instead of trying to see how long you can handle the first stage.
If you're trying to improve your chance with the higher levels like this, it's a good strategy, but sooner or later you need to work with the second stage. Otherwise, you might not be in for the shock of stress and power accompanying it." King Kai adjusts his glasses, looking over Zamasu. "You're in for an upgrade in wardrobe, my boy.
'I think I'll tailor the outfit to his tastes… whatever they are.' King Kai's antennae extend, glowing as Zamasu is washed in a faint white light. The gi on his figure shifts its shape and color, wristbands and sleeves conjoining as the undershirt becomes a purple. His gi top and pants likewise become a grey-black, his belt becoming a sky blue. His boots' main color becomes purple, while the red lines become sky blue.
Zamasu looks down at his outfit. 'How peculiar… it's styled in colors like my old outfit.' He pulls on the sleeves a little, finding that the fabric is heavy and tough as ever. 'I like it.' Zamasu looks to King Kai with a light grin. "Thank you - this is appreciated; it reminds me of my old clothing." Of course, that's all that he'll say about his old clothing, but it makes it clear how sentimental the outfit has become.
"I'm glad to see that I haven't lost my touch. Anyways; we'll break for lunch, then you'll do some laps and practice with the Kaio-Ken more." Zamasu nods at this statement, and both he and King Kai head for the latter's small home.
-BSM-
Zamasu's body trembles, and sweat drips from his brow. Wind whips fiercly around him, burning a patch of the grass as his muscles tense and bulge. "Haaaaaa!" He grits his teeth, snarling lowly before roaring out the name of the technique. "KAIO-KEN, STAGE TWO!" Zamasu watches King Kai carefully, the blue Kaioshin staring him down while enveloped in the red of his own Kaioken.
With a sudden lunge from both, they meet in the middle, small thunderclaps bursting forth as they clash. King Kai blocks and dodges every punch with ease, using his smaller stature to his advantage as he throws a heavy blow into Zamasu's gut with relative ease. He takes a kick to the side of the head, though, and both are sent flying in different directions.
Zamasu fires off a couple of energy blasts, dropping from the second stage of Kaio-Ken into the first. From the look of it, the first stage increases his power by fifty percent, and the second stage doubles it. However, he can handle the first stage for alot longer.
King Kai takes the blasts, leaping high into the sky and swiping his hand down, releasing a line of blasts all honed in on Zamasu. Zamasu crosses his arms over his face, taking the blasts head-on, and leaping back just in time to avoid a strike from King Kai. He blocks various blows, but is effectively overpowered and outskilled.
Taking a heavy strike to the face and a foot to the chest, he would have been sent back if not for his heels digging into the terrain - bending backwards, Zamasu dodges a followup punch, grabbing King Kai by the twist and throwing him sky-high as he straightens out.
WIth a yell, he launches up and makes a small crater in the ground directly beneath him. King Kai recovers just in time to counter; he dodges the punch and uses Zamasu's own momentum against him, chopping the back of Zamasu's neck - effectively dropping him from the Kaio-Ken - before rotating and delivering a double axe-kick to send the body-snatcher to the ground.
The blue kaioshin drops from the Kaio-Ken, panting and cracking his neck. 'Training with Zamasu has really shaken away the rust!' Indeed, King Kai has been sparring with Zamasu on and off since he started teaching his pupil how to properly utilize the Kaio-Ken. Both fighters have grown stronger by effect… of course Zamasu wouldn't know, weighted clothing and all.
'We only have a little more than a month left now… Here's to hoping the training I've put him through thus far, and will put him through in the next month, will be enough to destroy the Saiyajin threat…' King Kai lands on the ground, intending to recover the unconscious form of his student.
'It has to be, if the Earth is to survive.'
End, Chapter 1
Author's Note: Whoo, that took longer than I expected it to… but the chapter is also longer, so that's a plus! Anyways, I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. Please let me know if I made any sort of mistake while writing this, as I have been doing it over the span of two weeks. Once more, sorry for the wait - I kind of let the outline just sit stagnant for a week. ^^'
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